My weekend with the Mothers.

I spent the weekend in Wragby, Lincolnshire, with my Mother Goose and my Mother-Outlaw. And it was wonderful! We did so many of the things. Friday night was rather relaxed and mainly consisted of eating some food and going to bed because that’s how rock ‘n’ roll we are… oh we had Prosecco! That’s always rather nice.   Saturday, however, was a whole different kind of story! We visited Bolingbroke Castle, in Bolingbroke, funnily enough. I had Googled some dog friendly places as we had Foxle Doggle with us aka Foxo Stuffing aka Foxy the Dog. Here is dog… Bolingbroke … Continue reading My weekend with the Mothers.

“What do you mean you don’t drink”?

  I haven’t had an alcoholic drink since the 16th of July. I didn’t really drink a lot to begin with, I’d probably have one with a meal out. So this isn’t me admitting I have a problem. It also wasn’t something I planned. I hadn’t picked a date like you would when quitting an addiction, it was just a spur of the moment decision. I’d been in the lakes with Hayley, Zac and Christopher and on our last day we had a yummy picnic next to the lake and Hayley and I shared three bottles of Brothers Toffee Apple … Continue reading “What do you mean you don’t drink”?