Whitley wonders

Today we too have been eating an exotic menu. Cornerstones acquired some strange fruits especially for us strange fruits. Have you ever tried dragon fruit - looked psychedelic, tasted like a glass of stale water. See the lovely Lisa - did you know she could read?

We stumbled through the snow to get stuff earlier in Whitley and now it's snowing again - getting deep. Lisa's taking me to a secret location for my birthday and is concerned it might be getting unpassable… we shall take flasks, a shovel and sleeping bags and I'm sure we'll manage. How is it in deep Northumberland, Alan?

Keep up the posts W. - not quite sure what time you're on, or what time we're on for that matter on this blog. And upload some pix if you can.

Lisa here. I can type too (on my Fisher Price keyboard for two year olds, with its lovely keys the size of playing cards). I liked the dragon fruit and am not sure what kind of stale water the Melster has been rubbing up against. Anyway, Whitters looks the knees with its covering of snow, as long as it doesn't block the roads for our birthday voyage. What does Wendy Web say, should we stay or should we go? I fancy being on the news being winched from the top of the Honda. Watch this space Wends. We're intrepid and might even walk to the carpet shop tomorrow. What's the moon like where you are? Night night....