Shopping

Unlike most men I actually quite enjoy shopping... There's nothing quite like picking a ripe Camembert or wading through the increasingly good selection of continental beers on offer. Even paying - which amounts to more than fifty pounds a go these days - is not too much of a bind.

However one type of shopping really does my head in - looking for household goods and furniture. Stuff you cannot eat or drink, unless you are one of those bicycle-eating circus freaks. Unfortunately, with the house move we are going to have to a lot of this. We will be needing a cooker, 'fridge, washing machine, bed, sofa, bedroom wardrobes... And more that I am sure I cannot think of right now.

Agh.

It's been something of a relaxing afternoon... Though the rain has hit Port of Spain on a number of occasions, delaying the one-day match between West Indies and Sri Lanka. As a result Caroline now has the remote control, and is watching yet another property relocation programme... Sometimes it feels like Amanda Lamb and the pretty blonde one whose name escapes me are family members.

Better news in the morning though as the Stormers ran home five tries in thumping the Cheetahs 34-22.