It's a fortnight now since Lauren and I completed our Grand Tour of The South (where There Be Dragons), yet I still haven't got around to writing about it.

We started out with Leicester, where we stayed with Matt and Sarah, played Settlers of Catan and went to Avenue.

Next, we went to Bournemouth, where we found an abandoned crazy golf course and spent time wandering around the beach, but it was too cold and windy to actually play in the sand.

After Bournemouth, we went to Plymouth, where my sister Kat lives. We went to an antiques store where I found a book printed in 1750, and Lauren found a first edition printing of a book called "I was Hitler's Prisoner", published in 1935.

Our last call was Cardiff, where we went to Musuem of Welsh Life St Fagans, and for afternoon tea in Abergavenny.

The holiday took 11 trains (not including two London Undergound trains), timetabled to take 14 hours, 18 minutes in total. One train departed on time, arrived 10 minutes late, and another departed six minutes late, arrived four minutes late, but the rest were perfectly on time. The two slightly delayed trains were both the first train of a two-train leg, so we arrived at each destination on time. The late departure did, of course, result in some-one waiting on the platform to say "typical" loudly, though clearly it is far from typical.