Home alone........

Talking of David Cameron, my Salopian mate said that one of his friends the other day jumped into the local open air swimming pool in Oxon and ,who was next to him, but the very same “call me Dave” with his kids – “hello” he said to his constituent and “I see you are doing rather well these days with your new stack <house>.”

It must have been something to do with the compensation from the CSCI that caused that comment, Wilt suspects.

Now talking of Dave (or David) I am reliably informed by my north Wales drinking mates that David in Welsh is ‘Dafydd.’ You see Wilt is full of interesting information, but it also leads me on to explain that Mrs Wilt, Ms Wilt and friend plus Salty Dog are in those environs at our holiday home. I am jealous.

Wilt is flying out on Sunday on another business trip on Sunday and decided not to travel to North Wales – we have reports however that Salty Dog has been having much fun on the beach but a little downbeat as Mrs Wilt is restricting visits to the pub. However, Wilt being at home/office can now get the lion’s share of the cider whilst Mrs Wilt and Salty Dog are absent <hic>. Trouble is there is no one to drive Wilt home and is having to walk to/from the pub.

Whilst Mrs C is in Mugla getting roasted to a crisp we hope, Wilt will himself soon be off to warmer climates on business (Sunday to Wednesday) and then the Wilt’s are off to the Channel Islands for several days. One of these days Wilt will get to the boat and north Wales with Salty Dog.

Wilt