Apologies to anyone who has been trying to get in touch over the last few weeks (by virtually any means) - a month in/on Dartmoor and then two and a bit weeks in Ireland has stretched Mr Tesco's ability to provide a usable mobile signal so far beyond breaking point that the twang of snapped elastic could probably be heard in Timbuktu (not that Mr Tesco could provide a signal there either I suspect).
The Irish trip was a blast - managed to get to see our old friend 'headwreck' who sends her love to all, and survived a meeting with the estimable gness and her assorted family members with only a minor hangover and aching ribs from laughing too much.
Anyhoo - I'm back in the safety of Sunny (yes really) Warwickshire and will be gradually picking up the threads of my social life ... anyone fancy a pint?
Laughing too much??? The aching ribs can be put down to encouraging the lovely barmaid at my local to tickle them!.... ;-)
Did you by any chance bring home any local papers....you know the ones with the great news items?......I've lost mine somewhere...probably Dennis confiscated them when I insisted on reading the council meeting reports over and over to anyone who would listen.
Looked at the Irish Post in town today but not a patch on the Mayo News.
Nice to see Nellie back again...well and you too....x
Hi Baldric....I was really worried he wouldn't return...you know..delightful Irish barmaids and all....you would never have believed I hadn't done something to him, would you?...... ;-)..x