Will I never learn about those unspellable Polish beers? Woke at 5am feeling a bit shoddy and in need of sparkling mineral water and a kidney machine. Mad Dog had impressed on me severally the night before that he needed to be up at 7am and off. I got up at 6:45 and sipped tea till 8am reasoning that I should let Mad Dogs lie.

Shambled round the corner with a subdued-looking Chien Fou and ate beans on toast accompanied by two cups of splosh in the Bystander Cafe. With a little time to kill we sauntered down to the seafront for a breath of air before I saw him off on his train to get to the start point of his 20mile walk. Bob has a tube coming from his rucksack so that he can suck water from a specialised plastic bag walking accessory. I didn't like to ask, but I believe it keeps his hands free so as to better tear the heads from the rabbits he surprises in the wilderness.

Lurked at home for a few hours, and Anton and Anna and Klauds came by wondering if I wanted to go for a light lunch somewhere. Anton happy as there is a new Polish delicatessen opening near him, which is excellent and I will be the first to visit it the next time I want to buy 10 types of cabbage. A nice lunch in the lanes, and a cup of coffee in the park by the Pavilion with Klauds running about after pigeons saying "go away" to them. Anton drinking water as he said that Bob was his new benchmark and would probably be drinking water.

Made Anton proud by buying some walking socks and a (walking) teeshirt. Have arranged with the excellent Anna to have another shopping day with her after the baby is born (and it was making its presence felt today by lots of kicking). By that time I hope to be stick thin and more like Benchmark Bob.

Spoke to Mum and will see her and Mase next weekend.

Lazy Sunday afternoons. The best kind.