Despite a sleepless night

Seriously rough night, up at 2 a.m. coughing up my innards - ended up sleeping in the chair again till Mrs B got up at 6.30 a.m. and sent me back to bed.

BUT, needs must so it was up and with no reply from the bar, headed into town.

Full house on our arrival with a group of 40 from a Birmingham Rugby club in for breakfast - they have not done too well, they were thumped by Portobello and were expecting even worse this afternoon by Haddington.

After a quick trip to Bookers with Claire, I headed off on foot to he Standing order to see Archie the Pole dancer and Robert, joined later by the delightful Tracy who was having a working Easter, leaving the terrible two with Granny Carol and Grandpa Alan - now well recovered.

S.O,. was not that busy, but we left and dropped in to see Ailsa @ Miss Talk a Lot at the snack bar @ Cafe Andaluza in George Street, looking as radiant as ever.

Home - feet up, Blackstone Merlot, tiger prawn omelet - une bonne soiree.