Thanks for asking ...

Can't say we've exactly been swamped with get well cards, let along get well treats, since Angel's report on her bee-bite ... the blank space above reflects the response - or rather, the total absence of one. Not even so much as an email enquiring how she is ...

The Madwoman seemed to think that taking us for an outing to see the Tudors at the Open Air Museum might cheer us up, so along we went, bright and early. Not much sign of any Tudors initially, then we stumbled across four of them hovering hopefully round a pot suspended over a smoky fire. The only ones we spotted, but then we suppose that after 400 odd years, Tudors are a bit thin on the ground these days. They had a black Labrador with them which was bumbling around loose: not very Tudorish - a brace or two of mastiffs or a couple of handfuls of pocket Beagles would have been more authentic - the Labrador didn't even exist at that time. Unlike visitors, Tudors obviously also have a problem reading the signs at the entrance asking everyone to please keep dogs on a short lead: evidently literacy must have been even worse then than now, although we find it hard to believe ...