Slightly the worse for wear as the training took a bit of a backward step - I really am weak when confronted with a Sauvignon Blanc. My old mucker Flame seemed to lose a few wheels off his wagon as well - he was last seen asleep in a taxi in Lower Shelton, with the taxi driver rifling his pockets to call 'Home' off his mobile to see where to dump him!!
BNUT sent me a few photos - I don't want to go anywhere near those blimmin hills if we can help it. May have to have a word with Brownie to see if there is a ferry from Boscastle to Inverary - I can still turn the pedals whilst tucking into a Fisherman's pie.
Ermintrude, my 'favourite' cow, knows I am off for a week - she's barely talking to me and runs away when I put on the long plastic gloves although it's only to apply the Aloe Vera gel.
Good blogging with you.
The Howester
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