I see you a Nice...

...and I raise you a Stafford. Yeah, ok, no Rafa, no Monte Carlo, no trip to the Cours Saleya market, no Kir Royale. But instead:

- a walk on Cannock Chase
- a day trip to Lichfield (super cathedral! three spires!)
- a day trip to Little Moreton Hall (it's Tudor! it does a lovely lunch and a less good cup of tea!)
- a cinema trip (to The Ghost! it's not as good as they're making out!)
- a pint and a half of Tribute at the Spittal Brook (I chose to drink real ale! how did that happen?!)

Basically, who needs Nice? Viva the road trip! Viva The National Trust!

A rockin' Saturday night

This evening I have:

• done some work (but not enough)
• cooked and eaten a frozen pizza (pepperoni - average)
  
• had a glass of wine (red - very nice)
• watched Doctor Who (full report to follow, but enjoyed Matt Smith - a relief)
• watched the Dorothy show (I know I should disapprove, but I just don't)
• online shopped at Ocado (I had a voucher if I exceeded £90 - I didn't think I would - how could one woman be so wrong?)

That, my friends, has been my Saturday night.

Question: Do I need to get out more?

Modern day heroes

There are modern day heroes amongst my friends. They are called Sarah and Mike and they devoted their entire day today to moving me from El Syd to The Big Surb. This was above and beyond the call of duty and so far this is what they have had in return:

• profuse thanks
• some M&S sandwiches
• a cup of tea

Obviously I will improve upon this in the days to come.

Strictly report to follow when I have perked up a bit. I'm having a cheeky glass of wine now, which is helping.