There ain't no party like a Boston Tea Party

Today i found out that cycling up hill into a strong cold wind with a heavy bag on your back and rain in your face makes you rather unhappy. Add to this arriving with belly ache and having to wait on the doorstep of an empty house whilst being rung from G's pocket and you have one very grumpy girl! You'll be glad to know however that once all the factors of discomfort were removed i soon recovered.

After lunch we went into to town via a few charity shops on Gloucester road. When we were in town G somehow got a puncture though so we had to walk to whole long long way back. We stopped to refuel with a drink and yummy rocky road or we wouldn't have made it. In the evening Dan (who G had randomly bumped into earlier) came over for tacos, it was quite lovely.