The elusive splash

It's been a tricky day so far. Our best bet for the front page tomorrow has a few problems. The chief character in the story is proving elusive - the main problem is that we haven't been able to confront him with a series of allegations about his work (and we want his photo). So that's off to the back burner for now. Can't say who he is - let's just leave it at this...an important public servant with a key role to play in the legal process.
One story we are giving more and more space to is the weather. And that's because the weather men are scouring record books to see if this is going to be one of the hottest weeks on record in North Wales. The news desk has told me that it is heading to 34c (93 degrees in old money) which makes Llandudno hotter than the Congo. I have asked to see how we compare with more popular tourist resorts like Benidorm.
I'll tell you what isn't hot. The Irish Sea. As promised in my last blog, I headed to Anglesey this weekend and charged into the water near Rhosneigr. A few seconds later I was charging out again, screaming for coffee and a hot water bottle.
I also fulfilled my pledge to get out on my bike. What I hadn't realised when I purchased my lovely new racer was that it came with a magic cloak of invisibility. Cycling along the front at Colwyn Bay was like wandering through a minefield. For goodness sake, I am 14 stone and ride in a bright blue shirt and shorts, a red helmet and silver cycling shoes - how can you NOT see me!
That's all for now - drink plenty of water, keep an eye on elderly neighbours and don't leave dogs in the car.