This week the new series of MasterChef launched. Incredible viewing figures, thank you so much to all that watch.
I spent the best part of 3 days in North Devon in a place called Highbullen. What a lovely place, what a lovely bit of the world, I can highly recommend it. It’s not expensive and the staff are absolutely lovely.
While I was there, I visited the town of Barnstaple, what I loved was the covered market and running alongside that is a street called Butchers Row. It looks as if it was built in the mid-Victorian era and contains nothing but food shops. It was lovely and I want to go back.
I am typing this early on Saturday morning, Wales and Ireland haven’t played yet and England haven’t trounced, I mean played Scotland yet. I’m expecting a narrow Ireland and a landslide England victory.
This is the first Six Nations tournament in a very long time that I haven’t attended a single match. I’ve been so busy. I’ll be watching England today in my local pub, The Rose in Bloom, with my son, Tom. It’s his 21st this weekend, we’ve got rugby in the pub today, car shopping Sunday, big family tea of roast Chicken Sunday night and a family celebration dinner at Le Gavroche Monday night. He’s a good boy and I love him.
I’ll be at Millwall this week. The manager’s gone, Neil Bomber Harris is caretaker and I wish him the best of luck. It does look like an uphill battle to stave off relegation.
I’ll be at the o2 twice next week. Guest of my mate Jamie who has his own box. I am seeing Spandau and then The Who, can’t wait.
