i was about to break the silence and post the (i thought) happy news that i would be joined on my annual holiday in greece by hippolyta, the diva of ascot, but have just heard that the accommodation favoured by h's 'people' don't allow hippos...
this is particularly sad as i had hoped i'd be able to share the balmy evenings of early september with h while brian and roger regaled locals and tourists alike with their amusing rendition of 'mud, mud, glorious mud'...
h, i am sure, is devastated.
oh, well, maybe another year...
