Plague

Apologies eager readers for not posting any comments for a while but I haven't been 100% this week. We went to York on Saturday and had a nice time with friends from university (as one of these friends is our blog's most vociferous critic I have been asked not to discuss the visit here). It was clear by Sunday morning however, that I was entering the realms of the unwell and by the time we'd got home I had descended to the seventh circle. What I had initially taken for the residual effects of the night before had developed into full scale man flu. I'll not bore you with the symptoms but suffice it to say it weren't pleasant. Only by Tuesday morning was I able to go out for some fresh air but living out on the farm I could hardly pop down the shops. Instead I ambled round the garden wrapped in wooly hat and mittens like some shell shocked invalid from World War One. As it turns out I was quite pleased to get back to work - and that is not something I can say very often.

Usual service will be resumed next week. In the meantime why not check out 'Dancing Stan' by clicking on the link opposite.

Or you could go to this Bedford on Sunday link and click on the second photo. Perhaps you may recognise someone.