What a stunning weekend we just had. When the weather is right, England has to be (one of) the most beautiful places on Earth. Well, some of England.
After another typical week of Microsoft ‘confuser’ wrestling, the real work of getting something useful done spilled over into Saturday afternoon, when I was begrudgingly dragged away to some camp site in the middle of nowhere.
I wasn’t excited by the idea of being in a hot car crawling along behind yet another ugly white caravan, to park in a field squeezed between some more ugly white caravans listening to the occupants arguing with their kids.
