Lazy Days

Roger and Joan left on Monday and as Sarah was sad I took Friday off work so I could spoil the missus and cheer her up. We wandered into town for lunch to this little café that Sarah keeps raving about as they do fantastic potato salad. Apparently. They’d run out by the time we got there much to Sarah’s amusement. We then watched a film in the afternoon – Mr&Mrs Smith. I wanted to see what the fuss was about with this Angelina Jolie. I can see why Brad’s missus wasn’t happy. Mine wasn’t either with all my drooling at the screen. We walked back and stopped off and had a pint of shandy. The Canadians don’t seem to have grasped the concept of a cool, refreshing shandy as on the very few occasions we’ve had one it seems to be made out of traditional flat lemonade. Not nice.

We had a cultural day on Saturday, after our obligatory lie-in. There is a Renaissance exhibition on at the Art Gallery so we wandered round looking at male nudes. It was Sarah’s turn to drool. Being the old couple that we now are we were quite tired from walking so found the nearest café and sat with a hot chocolate and cookie whilst reading the paper. We then felt bad for having the cookie so walked home along the canal.

Sunday was a day of rest. Another lie-in. I made Sarah film me. At the driving range. I wanted to see what my swing looks like. Then we went to see another film, the Cinderella Man, which was very good. All in all it was a good weekend. I wish every weekend was 3 days long.