...when disaster struck - twice, The front heater matrix in Rascal had been playing up, finally went and flooded the cab floor. At the same time the sciatic nerve in my back went n left me painfully immobile! The very nice man from the AA fixed the first the chiropractor is working on the second. All this in the run up to Marilyn's big birthday :-/
Still, in the words of the immortal Bard all's well that ends well :) Loaded up with focused resolve, back cushions and heavy duty painkillers we headed off up to Nottingham to meet up with Ms Aunt Val and friends from Loughboro' for a hilarious murder mystery up the Trent on the Trent Lady. Sherlock was brilliant in the face of much adversity n barracking. Some of the passengers got to play parts (including Marilyn, Joe n Sue) who really threw themselves into it. Given the small galley the crew dished up a fine meal after a wonderful complimentary drink that tasted of almonds n marzipan :-p
After a good nights sleep to overcome the effects of copious wine we dropped Val off in Solihull and M and I headed for a restful weekend at an intimate spa hotel complete with birthday massage, hot tub n pressies.
