Guess where I went last week? No, not to market. But neither did I stay at home. Rather, I had a night away in a hotel called The Pig - on the beach. It's in Studland Bay and I was asked to join a party for dinner and then stay the night. In a bed, on my own, with a sea view and pillows as plump as marshmallows. The hotel is picture perfect, with sweeping views over fields to the sea. I couldn't quite see the beach, but then a friend told me it's a nudist beach so I'm quite relieved about that. Dinner was freshly caught lobster, lamb chops and a beautiful pink blancmange rabbit (really) all washed down with achingly good wines. It was like a dream. The next morning I drank two of these and went wee, wee, wee, all the way home. 
