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This is how our Great British May bank holiday went:

Few too many drinks after work with new local chums Ben and Corina; additional lack of sleep as baby was up with a horrific sounding cough; didn’t get my arse into gear to go jumping on the only good weather day of the weekend; another not great night’s sleep as little lady is all but coughing up blood; up early and over to Gloucester to see Kate’s grandma who thinks I look like Roger Federer(!?); outrageously crap lunch at a naff pub – the Air Balloon; then (and this is the only good part) over to Cheltenham to see the family Harrison; looked after very well there again; got moving to the cheese rolling a tad too late the next morning, ridiculous traffic, didn’t make it in time, turned around; drove back to London through torrential rain.

Lessons learnt:

• Do not drink heavily if you’re going skydiving the next day
• Find out exact timings for events and add more time for traffic
• Move to a country with a sensible climate
• Do not waste your precious days off