This evening I will be chairing the inaugural meeting of the DOCGB West Yorkshire branch. And I’ve done an agenda and everyfink! Hopefully I won’t be on my own.
I was gutted today when I came home and was told by my wife that my 7 year old son wasn't actually mine. She says that I need to pay more attention when picking him up from school.
Filed 4,200 emails. Been a few months since the last real filing session. Mostly probably where they should be._
Billy no mates tonight and bored. Only one thing for it, a king prawn dansak, mushroom rice, a peshwari naan and a large Cobra. Sitting in tonight as I can't be arsed to do any washing up. Clearly been using my local restaurant a lot of late as I'm greeted by my first name and the Cobra arrived without me asking Andy
Today I have mainly been de-pimping. Oh, and shouting at the dogs when they dug up the back lawn. My fault that. They got a long walk later in the afternoon.
Found the perfect Multistrada road. The D612 from Beziers toward Castre. 100km of perfect unpoliced, twisties with perfect surface and no traffic. My “let’s try and get 300km out of a tank” was kicked into touch. What an amazing road. Remind me why we are leaving Europe again? Ps: Hotel l’Europe in Castre is bike friendly, quirky and lovely. At €77 including breakfast I’m happy. Let me park outside the door in the pedestrian arcade too.
