I ache all over! As Marko said during of the War Against the Mattress, if we did this a couple more times we’d get really fit. As it is, two days of furniture and box moving, then unpacking and repacking bookcases, has left me feeling several hundred years old.

I would add a reference to the café where we had an excellent steak dinner last night, but for some reason I can’t even find them in the Telstra white pages, or in citysearch. Maybe I’ve imagined the whole thing? Does Saratoga really exist? Ah, maybe if I’d remembered that it was called Saragossa I’d have had more luck…


A couple of pages about the Daleks: