Don't

So we did...

Get the train in and had a rapid lunch before seeing the superb Picasso exhibition at the Liverpool Tate with AKHF, mv and friends. I'll miss out the bit where the front tyre of the wheelchair fell off on the cobblestones just outside the Albert dock as the rain started to blast down and nobody helped. Anyway, soup restored spirits.

I had to abandon Mrs P, as Agu had his sights set on showing Ben Bugworld. Alternative shots were of the giant African landsnail or cockroaches crawling up our arms.

The wind was still howling and I felt that more howls would have been heard had we not gone up, up, up to see the dock and what we shouldn't do in a pod suspended 60m above. Pretty obvious we thought, as we rocked anyway.

I managed to avert a duckboat trip on the dock, as all sensible people had retreated to warmer places. Helpful Mr Taxi took us to the station avoiding cobblestones, and there was leftover sushi in the fridge for tea.

Don't try this at home. Unless you have unbounded energy. Phew. Night night.

p.s. Felicidades, todos los Agustines y Agustinas del mundo