Gone skiing

Meet me back here on the 21st. I'll bring the stories, you bring the cookies and milk. And I mean lots of milk. In the mean time I hope your run up to the holidays proves less stressful than mine has been so far. I was tempted to append "and more enjoyable" to that last sentence, but thinking about it I've actually enjoyed myself a fair bit recently. I may sound at my wits end when I describe all that I've been up to, but the truth is I rather like flitting around between a dozen different things at once. I may not be able to keep with them all, but I find the attempt deeply satisfying, especially since I'm well aware the the ultimate consequences simply aren't that serious in the grand scheme of things.

Anyway, I've got to go clean my flat now. I promised the estate agent I'd leave this place in a fit state for viewing whilst I'm away and I left myself a nice little window tomorrow morning which would have been an ideal time for some domestic cleansing, but alas events beyond my control have caused it to vanish in puff in smoke. Nothing like a good cleaning session after midnight to make you long for a holiday.

Have fun...