Got back from Pembrokeshire at the end of last week, just in time to collect the Weasel from Manchester Airport. She had a fantastic time and talked non stop for hours about Oz. I fancy she will be going back there! So for me it was back to work and of course the English summer decides to make an appearance, bless her. Lovely. Sat in front of a computer or sitting in sweaty meeting rooms whilst the sun shines outside.
By way of relaxation I decided to buy the audio version of the Blair memoirs. I have never been a Blair fan but wanted to read what Teflon Tony had to say about himself and I figured it couldn’t be worse than the odious little tome that Meddlesome brought out recently. I must be ill or getting old, because I am rather enjoying it. The guy has a sense of humour an a nice self deprecating touch. I’m only half way through but I can’t wait for the mug of hot chocolate (Morrisons cheapest) and to get in to bed and plug the earphones in and listen to the next chapter. Mrs BW is away in Wales so its just Lilly (the border collie and me in the bed.) She doesn’t like Tony. Anyway just getting to the bit about Iraq so must dash.