Bank holiday update

Hope you had a good Bank Holiday break.

Isn't it always the way the day after the Bank Holiday the weather sorts itself out?! It's truly beautiful out there today - just sat outside for lunch - first time this year AND too early for pesky wasps.

Bonus.

Had a really lovely weekend. Went over to producer Al's for dinner where the girls passed out on the sofas whilst myself and Al played retro Space Invaders on his latest gadget. Looks like there was a miss spent youth there as I got absolutely thrashed and I don't think he was even trying.

Managed to fit a surf in down at Boscombe on Saturday - not quite the monster waves everyone was hoping for but good fun nonetheless and progress is slowing being made with another lesson. It is really starting to click.

And not just my bones.

You may have heard of my surf board crisis. Bought board without checking whether it fits in car - it doesn't. Won't go on roof so am currently trying to work out how I can take board to beach AND still be able to select second gear. It's proving tricky but am working on it.

And poor old Cherries. All I'm saying is that if it was purely down to the football played this season we would have stayed up. Sadly it's the business side that let us down this year and hopefully over the summer it can all be sorted so come August we've got a fighting chance of coming straight back up.

Bouncebackability - that's what they call it.

So here's the joke ...

A man spent 6 hours in a bar before rolling home to his wife blind drunk.

"Where have you been?" she demanded.

"I've been to this amazing bar," he slurs, rocking on his feet. "It's called the Golden Saloon and everything there is golden. At the front there are two huge golden doors, the floors are golden and even the toilets are golden."

"What rubbish," snapped the wife. "I don't believe a word of it."

"Here," said the husband, rummaging in his pocket for a piece of paper. "Ring this number if you don't believe me."

So the following day she phoned the number on the slip of paper. "is this the Golden Saloon?" she asked.

"It is," replied the bartender.

"Tell me, " said the wife, "do you have two huge golden doors at the front of the building?"

"Sure do," said the bartender.

"And do you have golden floors?"

"Yup."

"What about golden urinals?"

There was a long pause and then the wife heard the bartender yell .....

"Hey Duke - I think I know what happened to your saxophone"
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Jon Cuthill is a presenter on BBC Radio Solent. You can listen to him every weekday from 9am-12.30pm, or listen again online at his website