Eat, drink and be fat

Apologies for the lack of recent posts. The trouble is, it’s been such a hedonistic week that I can’t actually reach the keyboard any more, as my stomach’s getting in the way. I’m tapping this out with a long ruler....

First off it was lunch with friends on Saturday. If you’re looking for a good restaurant in Nantwich, then I can recommend Romazzino on Love Lane. Great cooking, good service and a very pleasant atmosphere. Our friends then invited us over for Sunday lunch so that was another big blow-out. A two day rest was then followed by a massive curry fest at the Indian Ocean, which is on Welsh Row and easily accessible from the canal. We’ve previously been to the Jhaipur a few doors down and I can recommend both. Tonight is quiz night with a meal thrown in, and then there’s the prospect of a supper on Friday probably followed by breakfast at Nantwich Canal Centre on Saturday morning. It’s questionable whether we will be able to exit the boat at all on Sunday but our services are needed as our lunching/dining friends are going to look at a motorhome. She’s keen, he’s not, we’re legging it before the marital ructions start.

Other than that, it’s been client meetings and stressing about our savings – yes, they’re all with those Icelandic institutions that have now gone pop. That’ll teach us to chase the highest rates but at least it looks like we’ll get it all back, which is a relief.

We’ll be off home on Sunday and I can’t wait to get my hands on the new dog fleeces that Sioux at Forest Fleece has sent out. I’ll be sure to get the dogs to model them nicely at the photo call and will post up pics so you can all have a giggle. I don’t think Miffy is ever going to forgive us...

The weather up here the past few days has been absolutely stunning and we’ve been gutted that we haven’t been able to pop out for a bit. Even Saturday is down as a ‘chores’ day – the Mikuni needs fixing, the floors are dirty, the dog beds are disgusting and the well-deck looks like a coal mine. So an autumn clean is in order, if, of course, we can move after consuming our own weight in sausages, bacon, egg, beans, toast.....

P.S We’ve got everything crossed here – and that’s a lot of fingers, paws and legs – for the launch of Caxton next week. It’s been a joy to follow the build and I bet we’re going to have even more laughs once Lesley and Joe get cruising. All the best, guys!