

Porto
April the 12th has arrived, happy Christmas everybody! OK, not everybody, but happy Christmas Helen. For the last couple of years we’ve bought one another mystery weekends away as gifts; in 2017 she bought me the Cornish railway carriage stay…

Tram and cheese sandwiches
Being Friday the 13th, I watched every episode in the film franchise back to back, which took up all my waking hours. The End. OK, OK, maybe not. I’ve done that 3 times before, so perhaps I’ll do something different…

Buyers and cellars
Waking up on Saturday morning seemingly without having suffered, nor currently suffering, a heart attack felt like a great achievement. A lack of local Parkrun felt like a blessing though, and we decided against hotel breakfast in lieu of a…

Tarts and crafts
Bloody hell, that minibar port late on Saturday night really wasn’t a good idea. Woke at 4am feeling like absolute hell (shout out to the play we’re going to see next month), though that wasn’t solely due to being hungover:…