OK temporary accomodation for us ex-pats of Spacie's coffee house that is sadly now boarded up and in memory of Goldie's old pad the tearooms.

No fancy stuff, as this is temporary until we find a nice new place but it's warm down here with the fire and aga and I've organised a daily guinness, lager and wine delivery. There is a small kitchen in the corner and a few comfy cosy armchairs.

So feel free to take refuge when you need a break - self-service generally I'm afraid but when I can I'll rustle up a meal :>)

I hope not, I have a special cigar under the counter here for him!

Special? As soon as it rains here the power keeps going on and off. Perhaps the man pedalling the bike to keep the power going has gone to get his coat.

Over head power cables through the village.

Strange rain you have there to put the power out! Is it extraterrestrial?!

So you do not have this in Wales? Any wind and the lights flash. Strange.

Sunday roast today, tea time. Wish you well kimoldfield, be in contact on return.

Cheers DC!

Time to get some breakfast going, where's the cook?

Shopping.

Ok, got the eggs. Soooo, breakfast.

Shall I make some porridge, what type of bucket should I use?

Porridge? Um, yes good idea. The red bucket is best.

Is that the bucket with the red lead paint? Not a good idea, I'll use the one from the cleaners cupboard.

Ah, good point. Leave the mop in, you'll need it to stir the porridge.

Better not leave the mop in, never get it clean again, cleaner would be mad as a hatter if I ruined her mop.

Well, turn it round and use the handle to stir!

Good thinking Batman.

Ok, I'll pour it in, you stir.

I thought porridge was sort of grey colour, what's with the green stuff?

Um, tastes a bit like floorwash. You did empty the bucket first?