<< I would rather have neat skewers of bamboo eased assumingly into the soft tissue under my chewed and gnarly fingernails. Seriously, I'm up for a jaunt. Don't mind further north. How about the coast half way between Sunderland and London? Great Grimsby! Skegness! We could take over a bed and breakfast hotel and huddle together in a bus shelter on the promenade and skoff fish and chips! I love the sea. >>
I gather that you have had to learn to love the water of late, Sir. Blackpool, anyone? Toodle pip Peter
