Just back from a week in sunny Mallorca. Very pleasant but unbelievably expensive. What's happened to Sterling? It's worthless. Europeans are burning it for fun.
Regular readers may recall my last trip there and a few choice "lost in translation" menus. I am pleased to report that the beach bar in Ciutat Jardi is still serving "mussels to the sailor's blouse". Add to this a great new find at a restaurant in Portixol which is serving up steaming bowls of "crap bouquet". Mmm.
I managed to find a telly to see Wales' triumphant conclusion to the Six Nations. No thanks by the way to an Irish bar in Palma which assured me the Wales v France match was 6pm on Sunday. Good job I happened to be thirsty at 6pm on Saturday and in the vicinity of another bar which had a giant telly.
Anyway, back to reality. We'll be splashing tomorrow on the good news that £300m is to be spent on a new main hospital building at Glan Clwyd. There is also more hopeful news about the future of breast cancer services at Llandudno.
We have the shortlist for our wedding of the year competition which attracted many thousands of votes. This event is shaping up to be a big success.
And we have a page lead on the frightening cost of a litre of diesel in North Wales - now up to £1.16 a litre.
Even with the dodgy exchange rate I could have bought wine cheaper than that to wash down my crap bouquet.
