When Mr A's away...

Mr A's been away for a few days, on a road trip with his biker chums to Paris. He should be back in the early hours tomorrow morning. So I've been enjoying the peace and quiet, and how mysteriously the house stays clean and tidy when he's not here.

I got home quite late last night after school, because we had a rather long afternoon practical all about bread, pastry and gluten. We all made bread with different types of flour, and mine was gluten-free, comprising potato, rice, tapioca, maize and sarrasin flour to replace wheat. The bread was edible, but that's about all I can say for it. It was the colour of chalk, and looked like something that had come from the moon.

I've had such a good time today - Dipti came to visit, giving me the chance to show off the sights and delights of Leamington. We had a splendid lunch at Oscar's, I bought lots of vegetables at my favourite greengrocer, we stopped to browse in many boutiques, and finished up with a drink in the Cricketers. Which has now changed hands.

As I passed the pub last night, I remembered that a new owner ought to be in place for his first evening, so I thought I'd drop in to say hello and introduce myself. Mark is the new owner, and Smurf is his pub manager, and both were very happy to chat. And pose...

I think the future of the pub is safe in his hands.