I passed Moore 2 Life, fellow bloggers, on Thursday afternoon just south of Sutton Stop as I was on the way back from watering up, turning around and emptying the unmentionables. I didn't stop as I was on a mission to meet Lisa several miles further on and it's more than my life's worth to miss an RV with Lisa. Granny Buttons also passed the other day, he stopped and we had a chat. Andrew is the nearest thing we have to a celebrity around these parts, apart from Timothy West, Prunella Scales and David Suchet.
I seem to have alienated most of my readership with just one post. Was it my use of one particular word? The Audience Numbers went down from 52 to 22 overnight. Well lets get rid of the rest. Bloody, bloody, bloody. There you go. On the other hand, maybe I should just post more pictures to make it more interesting.
Lisa and I went to a restaurant the other night. This is an unusual event as we much prefer pubs to dine in as restaurants tend to lack atmosphere, are over expensive and in many cases, their food is no better that pubs. But we braved the downside and ate at a local restaurant and it was, as we always assumed, absolutely appalling. Pubs for us in the future then. It was so quiet we felt that we could not talk and were like a little old couple who had been married for years and not communicating (verbally at least). As soon as we walked outside we were talking again, arguing, debating and disagreeing (or more unusually, agreeing). It must have something to do with restaurants.