Vinegar

My challenge for today was to cheer myself up. So I went for a drive to visit the plague village of Eyam.
Now the abridged version of the story is this.
Trader brings old smelly cloth to tailor. Cloth is damp so tailor dries it in front of fire. Bugs that have been asleep and recently dined out on Rats, suddenly wake up and decide to shoot up the population of Eyams noses, thus starting a plague!! Now that's not entirely factual. You see in a milder and modern day version. Bloke gets the Flu. Decides to visit as many people as possible whilst contagious. Same in Eyam me thinks. Oooooh I feel a little plaguish, so I will just nip next door for a cup of Mead!!!!. One bloke who survived, moved out of his hovel and lived on hill in cave. He survived. (exactly what I would do)
The gift shop was interesting where you buy souvenir dead rats, damp blankets and stick on plague spots for your chest. I bought my partner 2.
On my way back I stopped at a Peak District shopping centre. Now the poor old treasurer of the Band is constantly getting calls over the phone from me asking daft questions.
Imagine my surprise when I saw him getting into his car in the centre. I quickly dashed across and tapped on his window. I told him, that as I could not reach him on the phone, so I had followed him!!! I would have made a great poker player.
I have done something really sad today.
A few people know, that my fantasy Hollywood woman is Sandra Bullock...........
Well today I wrote to her at her place in Austin Texas. I was basically pleading for a signed photo (thought about signed underwear, but if I got the wrong address I may have got a pair of boxer Shorts from a 20 stone red Neck?) Now I do not think she will write back, but I have tempted her with a copy of my CD in return!!!!! Ha I know the way to a woman's heart.
Actually I asked my partner what her favourite sexual position was. She said 'across the road'????