and now for something completely different

Panic packing! I am going on holiday. Just for a week to a Spanish island to quaff copious amounts of wine, chew the cud and enjoy some yellow stuff in the sky. And I have borrowed a wheely suitcase. For a person generally moving around with one gigantic rucksack attached to my back, a wheely suitcase is so frightfully decadent and rather hypocritical of me - but I think I'm gonna enjoy it for this week away.

I haven't been "on holiday" for about eight years. I realise some people may have the urge to throw their hands up in the air at this point shouting at the computer screen as I am not often in the UK and forever wandering off somewhere like a naughty child. But I always work. I travel, I work, I travel, I work and actually I'm now trying to make the travelling work by settling in my glorious little spot in South Africa. But I always work. I haven't had a real holiday for well over a year now. I cannot tell you how much I am looking forward to it.