Pauline, what a very cruel posting on today of all days. You know how to twist the knife…
About now I would be saying a teary goodbye to my cats whilst my wife packs my Winchester bag. Then off to pick a few others up before heading down to bring some much needed warm Brummie cheer to the locals of the sleepy village of East Ilsley and the Crown and Horns pub in particular. Then off in convoy to Sparsholt to revel in my 43rd Winchester meeting. Instead, what am I doing this weekend? Scouring the dark, grimy back streets of Kingstanding in North Brum to find a dozen black market eggs.
Thanks Pauline – my old mate!