As you know I'm a Lancashire lass. But Kev's a Cheshire boy.
No - don't be daft not Alderley Edge or Knutsford, he was born with a view of this.
So when we venture owt and abowt he likes to visit the effeminate Cheshire plains whereas I always long for the dark satanic hills.
Last week he won and we went to a woodland in Northwich which is a tad boring. We were looking for the lesser spotted woodpecker which has previously eluded us.
Not to be confused with the greater spotted wood pecker - which is very nice but rather common daahling.
So we sat looking at this hole in a tree for ages...and ages ...and ...ages..
It was almost a repeat of one of my favourite adverts.