Not much to report on for the month of February, unless you want to hear about how bad work is at the moment. I haven't spent a weeknight at home the whole month, and basically I get home late on a Friday night and usually have to leave again Sunday night or really early Monday. So weekends are spent washing (it takes my washing machine over 3 hours to wash and semi dry) and my most loathed activity - ironing.
I did get to London one Sunday to catch up with Jason and Rachael for lunch in a new trendy restaurant, it was OK but expensive, but it didn't compare with my new favourite pub in the Valleys.
We took a train up to Pontypridd (birthplace of Tom Jones) one Saturday where my friends had found a great pub called Bunch of Grapes.
It is up in the valleys, the sort of place you would not expect this gem, as soon as I went in I thought... This is my dream pub. Locally brewed craft ales, really really good food, and about half the price you'd pay in London. I did get back there with a work colleague from the USA the week after for the great British Sunday tradition, roast beef and Yorkshire pudding. I found out that the only game you can play for money legally in a pub in Wales is cribbage. I wish I could remember how to play it, my dad used to...fifteen one, fifteen two...
Most of my time now is spent in Pembrokeshire, the southwest point of Wales, which apparently has beautiful country side and beaches but I never get to see it. Its somewhere I'll have to take my parents when they get here.
