..at long last, it is here. The longed for holiday.
Dear WW - never fear about taking things with to occupy me - 2 journals will be accompanying me on my travels. Along with three middle-sized novels. The music is purely to block out the ever-present noisy kids that will be on the journey. Trust me when I say a certain FG won't allow me to leave the house without several books to write in. He had to lend me his arm to make notes on before!Huzzah! After 3 months of a complete mare at work, due to an ongoing disposal programme of a certain bank, I can walk away and not worry about this for twenty days - how cool is that? I've already found myself thinking that I need to contact the surveyor in charge to let her know blah blah blach...but then I thought....I don't have to. They leave, without worry, when they go on holiday. The responsibility of carrying this has slipped from my shoulders as I am free. So I've just surfed the net and have a look at this:
This is where we will be overnighting next week Monday evening, 5km's from Sparta.
