It has been grandly decided that J and I should go on a series of short breaks so as to get away on holiday before the end of the year and not have to close the club.  The choices rather amuse me:

J's choice:  A spa retreat.  Do I have the perfect fiancee?  Quite possibly.

My choice:  Pony trekking on the Brecon Beacons.  J has never sat on a horse in his life!  Despite this he's agreed to go anyway.  I think I'd better get him some riding lessons...