Dear Diary, The end of the week draweth ni and the weekend will soon be upon me. When I was young I used to live for the weekends. I lived in a small bedsit in the city and went to every football match both home and away supporting my team. I got into all kinds of trouble, acted like a idiot and ended up on the wrong side of the law many times. Now that's all a distant memory, I'm older and I hope more wiser now than I was back then! Later today my partner and I along with some of her family are spending a few days in Tenby but I'm going knowing that some of them really don't like me! I guess I have a choice not to go but would I then be giving in to thire silly behaviour or should I go and say to myself im better than that 🤔. I must be gone and live or stay and die... Romeo and Juliet: Shakespeare