Some premature comedy

An itinerant pheasant - mole unavailable.

G, back....

& front.

My new style, back,

& front.

Right, the photos have it!

We got up early (8.00am) & went for a bike ride around Maxstoke, which was very pleasant.

G eventually went on for a further ride in the Atherstone direction whilst I washed & cleaned the car, vacuumed & made the Christening cake.

This came from the Good Housekeeping cookbook & consists of two layers, each containing a bar of G & B 72% chocolate, 6 eggs & 1lb of butter, amongst other things.

No problem with cholesterol there then!

I have since filled & iced it, with more chocolate, cream & sugar.

G supervised the icing

We are now talking again!

Just the final decorating to do .

In between, I went to the hairdressers for nearly three hours & a day's wages, to be totally transformed - foils & straighteners.

My hair has not had so much attention since the days of curly perms in the 80's.

G doesn't like it. I love it. He says that it will be better in the morning - of course hair always looks better when you have slept on it!

Our joint attack on Moley yesterday, when we spotted him digging, was a failure. There is another mole hill today. Bother.

We have watched The Apprentice - Comic Relief, disappointing. Too many egos there.

Question Time is discussing training ex-bankers to be teachers in 6 months rather than a year.

On Tuesday a tutor supervising a student at Kingsbury admitted that the course actually took 28 weeks, the rest is holiday, so no great change really.

They must be trained to cope with long holidays (discuss)

Apparently, Elevenses are dying out, along with Harvest Festivals, May Day Celebrations & Morris Dancing, according to The Daily Express.

What do they know?

Finally, I should like to recommend Daz. I bought some last week as Somerfield had no Bold.

It smells really good & comes in magic orange bubbles.