And so ends the lesson for today.

And on other news, as you may have guessed, today is another Tandoori post where I waffle on for your dining and dancing pleasure. Don’t forget the buffet is now open and Happy Hour is from 8 to 9.

Now of course, Yesterday as I indicated in the last post was a bit of a strange day. Granted it appears every day is a strange day, but this was a different kind of strange-ness if that is a word.

For instance, I learned a great deal of new things that would be forgotten in the same manner that a goldfish would see some pebbles, go “Wow, some pebbles”, do a 360 in the bowl, and then go “Wow, some pebbles.” The information we were being fed was as meaningful as blunt force trauma, and yet by the end of the week, people will still expect you to a complete expert on the thing, being able to fix any problems like Superman. A bridge collapsing? Not a problem ma’am.

Last night, it appears I was the last hope for someone hopelessly bored in a hotel room, so he drove the 36 miles from his base of operations to the merry bastion of Oswestry where after just arriving from the fun of the day in Birmingham, I proceeded to give him some entertainment and then proceed to the local Indian place where they do arguably the best food in the country.

You never go away from there empty stomached, empty hearted or feeling like you’ve walked away from a used car dealership with a second hand morris miner, only to find the tatty moustache salesman instantly closed the shop to head for Hawaii with £20,000 of money that used to be yours.

And this was still all going on late despite the fact that I had a mere 4 hours of sleep the night before. What a man, you must be thinking!

I could carry on about the silliness however those are the two important bits from Monday.

I regret to inform you all that after two days of next to no sleep, it appears my eyes are dragging on the floor, and all plans of being extra manly and going to the gym to work on those arms muscles to the point I can carry the shopping home in them are firmly out the window. Health, bar. I prefer to exercise my eyelids. Down….and up. Down…..and that’s it. What a workout.