Father Ted moment.

It's not so much that it's far far away, but more like it's completely inaccessible due to the fact the door doesn't open. No worries. Calderstones was looking mighty fine this morning with the fall colours probably at about their best. Then back to sort the EB shots from last night, a bit of work, light the fire, rugby on the box and a sherry or two while the chicken's roasting in the oven. A particularly satisfying way to spend the day.