666 tattooed on her gums.

Phew what a scorcher! Hay fever has arrived at spellcnut towers. I used to get a steroid injection every year called Kenalog and it worked wonders. But last year my doctor told me it has been withdrawn as there were fatalities attributed to it in the USA. He sent me away with instructions to just buy over the counter products as there was nothing stronger he could prescribe. So yesterday I bought a spray for squirting up my beak. Seems to work. *crosses fingers*

Still running the scooter in so can't go above 40mph till I've done 600 miles (no jokes please, top speed of the Vespa PX is 65mph!). This lovely weather made it a joy to pootle around the neighbourhood and the country lanes of inner Essex. I was tooted at in Chingford high street by a fellow PX fella, such camaraderie among Vespa riders. 300 miles on the clock now and 300 to go. Then I'm gonna burn rubber down at the old folks home racing the grumpy OAP's on their electric, pavement hogging, shopping carts.

We went to Bluewater today. Spur of the moment thing. Out and about in Darrens new car this afternoon (very big, with lots of gizmo's and very fast, here's a picture of us in the car before Darren got the hang of the controls) and we found ourselves on the A12 in Dagenham (such a lovely and picturesque town). Seeing a sign for the Dartford Bridge we both automatically thought "mmmmm, lunch and a bit of window shopping/sexy Dad spotting" so we headed for the mall. The Dartford Bridge is still stunning to look at and looked magnificent today with blue sky and sunlight as its backdrop. We only spent an hour there and failed miserably to *not* spend any money. Typical eh, warmest day of the year so far and we spend most of it in an air conditioned car and windowless shopping centre.