Woohoo. Today Rosie and I went to St Alban's. Wasn't bad really. We had a look at the Cathedral which I think is where Johnny English was filmed. I bought some shoes to replace the boots that were stolen in France. We did a quiz in the Daily Mail while we had lunch to find out how long we're going to live to. Apparently, Rosie is still going to be feeding the Daisies until she is 84, whilst at this time, I will have been pushing them for 11 years, having moved on at 73. Shocking stuff. I'm going home tomorrow.