The cycling was lovely, the open fire cosy and the Scrabble set untouched. Caught up with Tempe Brennan and Robert Langdon (I was on holiday. Gimme a break) and ate tapas (in Wiltshire. I know) and swam. Well, messed about in deepish water. SO likes the pounding up and down of the lengths-swimming, me, I like a decent flume and a good Rapids. I was happy, he, not so much.
. . . and I am delighted and relieved to find that I missed a proper shower more than I missed broadband and a mobile signal.
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A perfectly reasonable life spins out of control . . .
About Me
- Mangonel
- Dealer in disease, destruction and death with a kick like a mule. And a BIG crush on Stephen Mangan. Which Significant Other knows nothing about.
Things to do before I die
- See the Aurora Borealis
- Take an actual proper music exam
- Read Clarissa
- Visit Everest Base Camp and see the Khumbu Ice Falls
2 comments:
Welcome home.
yeah, a proper shower beats most things (including the perfect male companion)
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