I now have my first full week under my belt, and I have to say that while is was an interesting experiment, it is not entirely to my liking. I guess I should thank my lucky stars I am not Greek, facing the prospect of a six day week.
This weekend we are off 'vannin' to Brighton. Not necessarily the first place one would think of as a 'van destination I know, but it is a lovely site, and it is a short bus ride in to Brighton where, tomorrow, there is a food festival, which we plan to attend and, I hope, greatly enjoy. We are going with A&E and I hope to finish early today to facilitate an arrival in the light. Let's see how it goes.
Next week I am off fishing with Brad for a day, an event to which I am very much looking forward.* If Brad should read this, sorry for not ringing, got caught up in a bunch of stuff and had to rearrange a haircut and....
I hope you have a great weekend. Speak next week.
* I know that is probably the correct way to write it, but it don't harf sound funny