Mr HB

Oot on the sauce with the saucy boys and even saucier women. Montpeliers indeed, not our usual venue; and it's all been spruced up. Pretty reasonable too - the beer's only £4.95 a pint. Gulp! No, I mean sip.
And MsP tried to talk Heinz and my good self into signing on for a five month stint as chalet maids in some French skiing resort which she manages overwinter. I did fear it was like a modern day press gang and I'd awake this morning already rattling down through Lille and Lyon. T'would be a larf though. All you can drink, apparently, in return for cleaning the cludgies. And making the beds. And serving the food and... and.. putting up with a whole lot of bloody skiers.