I should know better

No, I hadn`t given up the blog.

I had a complete computer meltdown, followed by a complete reinstall by two nice lads in a local shop who were really glad of the work. As we looked at the fried laptop in the workshop I noticed a distinct smell of weed, and went away hoping that they wouldn`t be too fried when they tackled it.

But here it is, up and running.

I`m sorry if the last post gave offence to the Welsh. I`ve really nothing against them, even if the electorate have. But I have to confess that as a former sheep breeder I have probably heard all of those jokes....and they all for some reason involve the Welsh (and welly boots). I even know the answer to the question "What do you call a sheep tied to a lamp post in Cardiff?"

But I`d probably better not say.

Meanwhile expect more news of the rampaging Cressida, bent on trashing the house, and Sonja`s tiny but determined Solitaire - one pound one ounce at five weeks.