I am sitting on my car waiting for the new lady in my life to come out of the hairdresser's, feeling a tad peckish after a three hour drive I decided a bag of chips would go down nice, bag of chips more life a field of spuds fried up, anywhere in Lincolnshire would have made five portions out of it, damn nice they were as well. It was a bumpy ride over due to high winds but it was less than three hours for 150 miles and I did not hit any of the traffic that was predicted. Take care everyone, and in case I forget to say it again, thanks for being there and giving support through what has been a tough period.