Frankly, I've had better weekends

I need to go somewhere far away, with no newspapers, no lunatic bishops, no e-mail and no phonecalls, just me and my best beloved, before I can start looking forward to the huge number of things coming up in the next couple of months.

Luckily, that's exactly what I will be doing on Friday.


The trouble with not frightening the horses is that nobody's asked the horses if they could stop frightening me.