Day 1. Oh I do love to be beside the seaside. It’s hot, but we’re just a skip and a jump from the almost empty beach. I nearly put Nige into a coma after a session of making cocktails, Italian Greyhounds, to be exact. A Greyhound (cocktail) is vodka and grapefruit juice, but I recently had the very lovely Italian variety at Figo’s and they swapped vodka for gin AND added Aperol. I googled it. “3 parts gin, 2 parts Aperol, 4 parts grapefruit juice.” Sounds a bit wrong and how much is a part? I thought a measure may be 50ml, but in the motorhome I can only guesstimate… so we sat outside in the sun enjoying our drinks and then I noticed Nige started sweating and slurring his words, haha. Right, I have worked out where I went wrong (much, much too much alcohol) and I will practice my mixology again tomorrow. I hear Hugo is doing well and managed to get himself fed a lot more than usual. He could star in the cats version of, Oliver. I do hope he behaves (unlikely) and puts the espionage and assassinations aside until I return.

Nige informs me (I care little for politics) that during his final PMQ’s, Boris Johnson rounded up with, “hasta la vista baby.” Haha. Typical Boris and I can’t help but like him. He was good at the huge stuff, but a bit too gung ho with everything else, making one stupid mistake after another (although it did feel like he was being hunted like a witch in the end). Boris pulled us out of the EU and our country led the way with Covid vaccines, good. I think Boris managed well and introduced lots of things to pull us through a worldwide crisis. I know not everyone shares my beliefs, but that didn’t stop many benefiting from the furlough scheme and getting financial assistance, regardless of the huge impact that had on our economy.