Stranger than fiction..

You just couldn't make this stuff up...

I decided to set off for work ten minutes early on Saturday as we had the Sealed Knot re-enacting the 1640's. Not long after arriving at work I get a phone call from Mrs somers... a car has crashed into the garden, demolishing the wall. The occupants banged it into reverse and pulled back over the bricks then limped down the road, abandoned it and legged it. The police turn up, with sniffer dogs and give chase. The car is towed away within minutes. This is all very surreal. I have experienced none of this of course as I am now driving home from work expecting carnage. By the time I arrived back home all there is to show is a shower of bricks all over the front garden.

If I had gone to work on time I would have been sat in the car by the wall.... WSH!

The coast is always changing...

Saturday 17th was mrs somers birthday, so as a surprise I managed to organize both a night in a posh hotel and a nanna babysit for SJ. Way back when we had a life and had piles of money oozing out of our pores we frequented the Crown Hotel in Scarborough which has a fantastic sauna/spa/pool/roman bath aswell as being not far from the best chinese retaurant in Yorkshire. So that's where we returned! I wasn't easy keeping it a secret as I was supposed to be working this weekend and worked all the way upto midnight on friday chef-ing for a beer festival ( my loin steaks were a roaring success! ).

Anyway, had a wonderful weekend, wandered on the beach, brought sam a bucket and spade back, as per usual I sleep walked and tried to get out of the third floor window ( too much beer...)

part two