There's no doubting that your life changes when you buy a house. Whereas I used to spend most of my disposable income on clothes and booze it now goes more sensible things like new boilers and pictures frames. That's fair enough but what happened today still shocked me. My mum called to tell me about Pot Fest, which is in Bakewell on the weekend of 3,4,5, June this year. My initial excitement gave way to disappointment when I remembered I was going on a stag weekend to Vilnius, Lithuania.
Weekend away with the boys in the "new Prague" or a weekend with your mum looking at arts and crafts pottery in the Derbyshire Dales? I know which I should prefer, but find myself strangely torn between them. Oh well, I'm all paid up for the Vilnius trip. Pottery will have to wait.