Lisa and I may be enjoying our mini honeymoon, but it's important not to forget those left behind. Amelie's having to cope for three long, painful days without her Mummy and Daddy, never knowing when - or even if - she'll see her parents again, and perhaps wondering how they can abandon her so heartlessly, and whether they even love her.

She's putting a brave face on it though...


That was our daughter yesterday. While Lisa and I were having a Strong cup of coffee with Gwyneth, she was roaring with laughter at the park. I'd say that was just a fluke photo, but to be honest she looks no less happy in the other fifteen my Dad's sent me. I don't think she's stopped smiling since we left.

Mind you, we're barely even out of sight. I took this photo from our hotel window yesterday...


That's my parents' house in St Leonards. If I had a better zoom, you could see Amelie eating white Magnums on her potty.

Anyhoo, I don't know if it's a measure of just what a dull, uneventful life I've led, but yesterday was one of the nicest days I've ever had. It was rounded off perfectly with a meal at Prezzo, a beautiful restaurant which was empty enough to feel like we were dining alone, without being so quiet as to make us self-conscious. The food was gorgeous, as was the company, and putting aside the fact that I've probably put on half a stone already, it was the perfect day.

Tuesday has continued in a similar vein. A coachload of pensioners arrived at the hotel yesterday, so the staff have abandoned the traditional waiter service at breakfast, in favour of a self-service, eat-as-much-as-you-like, free-for-all buffet bonanza. I've probably helped myself to a heart condition, but it was the perfect start to the day. The words 'Full English' have never seemed so appropriate. Frankly I can hardly move.

Anyhoo, Jeremy Kyle's almost finished, so we'll be off out into the sunshine again. We're heading down to the pier for a romantic stroll, or possibly a food-induced waddle, after which we're both booked in for a full-body massage at the Mystique Beauty Salon in Seaside Road. Our appointment's at 1:30pm, so we're going to have a light lunch. I'll be saying no to extra ice cream with my pancakes.