well, if it is anything like the book it will be a big pile of stank. staring will smith? who the hell is he ment to be?

now robots and empire might be half decent.

Nicely flushed i think you’ll find! It was a master effort, i didn’t stop at all and it took me 20 mins! Why isn’t this blated oasis lady ringing back?????

Feeling the strain after being given a festering cold from one or other of the cravens. Blocked nose and headache. All food tasts like saw dust and glugs like bland water – not fun in the slightest. Geoff gone home to watch wales charge around the pitch which we rester in front of the fire. Laurence and Mike here for a spot of fresh air, which they certainly got yesterday on one of mama’s epic walks! There was some discussion about biking or walking and in the end we formed two parties, me beig in the biking, and the london contingent heading of with the mama into the open spaces, expecting a little strole to the church and back. We went on what can only be described as a squelch with dod at the helm, taking us the wrong way down this mud infested path! all for the good though as otherwise, had he found the correct route, it would have been strenuous up hill. Came back to fine mama not back after 1 1/2 hrs! Just about to send out serch party as was dark and gloomy when they traipsed in – a strole had turned into a 2 1/2 hr walk! WE should have warned them…..

Horse shit shovelling

After a brief session on the tennis court (6-1, 6-1, 6-3, since you ask) it was Ho for the Fontwell stables with Geoff as fellow bag holder/fork wielder. After filling sixteen or so old fertilizer bags with sweet smelling dung, we returned home and transported them to the bottom of the garden. Then I brushed out the back of the car, taking care to soil the bright red vehicle in our parking space. Much fun all round.