Today finds me feeling well and truly exhausted.

I am normally the kind of girl who spends her weekends at home with a bottle of wine so anything more energetic comes as a bit of a shock to the system.

Friday night I visited the Dream Factory/Playbox Theatre to see the Small Fakers. An excellent Small Faces tribute band that I would heartily recommend to anyone who gets chance to see them.

Saturday morning started calmly with a beer and breakfast down the local. Then we headed over to Northamptonshire where we indulged in a spot of shoe shopping at the Dr Marten factory and went to a friend's house. We were supposed to be going out but feeling too tired we decided to spend the night with them and instead ended up at the local Working Mans Club where we boogied along to a young lady with long legs and a hefty pair of lungs.

The yesterday it was off to London town to indulge in our main love the Kinks. A set from the Kast Off Kinks included a visit from young Mr Ray Davies.

All that was to do next was a curry before sleeping over in Northamptonshire and heading back to Worcestershire at stupid o'clock this morning.

Tired but happy...