Got back from holiday yesterday evening. We went to Dorset for a weekend. It was lovely. We hunted for fossils, and found some, had an adventure trying to find a cider place (narrow lanes with only one space for a car, then you come face to face with a tractor). Went to Corfe Castle on the way home. Stopped off at Stonehenge on the way there. Walked along the beach, and the kids went in the sea. Got mugged by a seagull whilst eating my ice cream, little b*****d scratched my face and stole my ice cream. I was really enjoying it, honey comb and caramel. Had fish and chips out of a bag with a little wooden fork (we decided that fingers were easier). Our little break was very enjoyable, and exhausting. Just a warning to anyone who has or will ever have a boy: Where ever you go, what ever you do, then always get soaked! We stayed in a B&B, and every time we came home he was always wrapped in just a towel. Emily got her socks wet sometimes, but George goes in for a paddle and gets EVERYTHING wet. Oh well, he was having fun, and I’ve got a washing machine. Back to normal now, and it raining. Went to the greenhouse this morning, and picked a Cucumber, a few Chillies and a few Tomatoes. I must go to the allotment tomorrow, and see how it’s all getting on.