I'm keeping Cave as I nearly got caught this week writing this blog.
An old friend who slipped off to Spain a few years came back under the nose of the Excise men and we shared a few beers. On meeting the present Mrs Englishman he mentioned how thrilled he was to read An Englishmans Castle.
So a quick message for him - "For God's sake old man, you nearly dropped me in it. She thinks I spend all these hours on the computer looking at pornography or some other harmless pursuit; if she knew I was bleating on about life, the universe and everything she would get worried. She is a tofu eating, liberal teacher - can you imagine her reaction? As it is I think she believes Mr Free Market and I meet up for the vice that dare not speak its name rather than something unhealthy like going shooting. A man has to have some secrets from his wife after all.