At last!

Time for celebration! After 13 long months, we have finally been granted a residents' car parking permit. It might sound pretty mundane, but I can assure you it's the sweetest feeling.

Until now we have had the choice of bankrupting ourselves by leaving the car on a meter all day, or parking up to a mile away (sometimes further) high up one of the steepest hills in Bristol.

Good exercise, of course, but there are times when you'd rather not have to carry heavy bags etc halfway up Everest in the pouring rain.

Well it looks like those days are over. And when we fly to Barcelona tomorrow for a long weekend, the first glass of sangria will be raised in honour of Bristol City Council!