It was my birthday on Monday – I was thirty-six. I decided to ramble on about it a bit in a vlog, which I have stuck to the page below for your viewing pleasure. The day was a bit of a washout because Mr AMR was stuck in bed with a cough and cold – he very bravely dosed himself up the day before to take me to see The Lion King in the West End, but collapsed back into bed the moment we got home! So far (touch wood) I have avoided this cough cold thing almost completely – Baby Angelica has a mild version of it but not me. I don’t know whether I’m just running on emergency fuel because I can’t afford to get ill, or I’m waiting for Mr AMR to finish his run of photoshoots so that I can finally collapse for a few days… Other bits of the vlog. Let’s see. Oh! I went on a little mini-trip to Devon – Dartmouth, more specifically – and stayed at another Perfect Stays property. After the absolute wreck that I stayed in on the Isle of Wight, it was a blessed relief to open the door onto a modern, fully-equipped bolt-hole that backed straight onto the water. Luxury boats bobbing away, mere feet from our home-from-home!

You know already that I’m a big Perfect Stays fan – now that we have dog and baby (and forthcoming new baby) hotels are pretty much out for us, unless we want to book about five million rooms on the same floor. The dog wakes the baby up, the baby wakes us up, we then can’t get ba...