While making the breakfast the other day I looked out of the galley window to the spot where Shipscat One had recently terminated Sparky the Wood Pigeon and spied a chaffinch helping herself to some of the downy feathers Shipscat One had left behind.

I was delighted as I have never seen a chaffinch in our garden before and its good to know that some good has come of the little sod's psychopathic hobby

There were hardly a cloud in the sky when the crew of Mrs F's jolly boat set sail for the west country on Saturday.

However it wasn't long before we were beset by a raging tempest and shortly after a stop for refreshment at The Red Lion at Avebury we abandoned plans for a raid on Glastonbury that afternoon and settled for a wander round the shops in Bath.

Naturally the highlight of our stop in Bath was the evening's repast at the always splendid Rajpoot (Argyle Street) where I enjoyed a shish kebab followed by a very tasty Chicken Shorisha (chicken in a mustard sauce) while Old Nick had a Lamb Koria and Mrs F the Chicken Jhal Noor. All very tasty with a selection of vegetables including the potatos in red cabbage, drinks and a selection of starters saw us very well fed £101.

So after a night at the Beckington Travelodge and a not bad breakfast at the Little Fat Bastard we were off to Glastonbury. As we had lost an hour of kip to British Summer Time we were pleased to have some sunshine.

First stop was the Chalice Well Gardens for some peaceful contemplation followed by a wander round the shops. Naturally this worked up a thirst so we poped into a cafe called the 100 Monkeys for some cider.

As we quaffed the delightful Hecks cider we noticed the shapely form of a waitress kneeliong on a table chalking up the menu on the wall. Very nice it looked too so any idea of eating on the way home was soon dispelled.

Old Nick and I had this Spanish mutton and kidney bean stew
while Mrs F had the Spinach soup and the Powder Monkey had this Houmos with some bread

and a strawberry milkshake made with real milk and strawberrys not that seaweed based slop you get in McRubbish bars.

Drinks from the local brewery were also taken. I had a Hedgemonkey

a fairly strong full bodied ale while Old Nick enjoyed the slightly lighter Lovemonkey and this was followed by a crisp refreshing Mystery Tor

All in all I think this little cafe is a real gem and well worth seeking out. The food was really good, the staff very friendly and the tab for all four of us was only £51 which wasn't bad considering the beerage. Sadly I can't recall the address but its opposite the Post Office in Glastonbury's High Street.

So suitably refreshed we enjoyed a mooch around the ruins of Glstonbury Abby before packing the jolly boat with cider, perry and mead and heading for home.