So as the clocks have gone back, I thought it was time for a wee update on the swimming challenge and I am proud to say that, hopefully, I'm winning the bet. Hubby hasn't actually told me what his bet with himself is yet, so consequently, I'm still going in and still haven't got a wetsuit. Roxy has been a bit ambivalent depending on her mood. She was in season this month and maybe decided that she couldn't face it and instead watched dutifully from the beach, but this morning

is finally finished but don't get excited yet, as I'm now ploughing through it all again, re-reading, tweaking and correcting, making sure it's as good as I can get it before sending it off to a proper editor, who will probably tweak it all over again. But it's finished, I have written The End in big bold letters, and hopefully Thor Thorogood will shortly be unleashed on the world, just in time to weadle his way into your Christmas stockings. And while it's always a good feel