Another brief window to log in and browse. By the way, you do all know that the "four skins" comment was intended, right? Also, be aware that I am not really here with my mum and/or my dad. My mum's hip wouldn't be able to cope with this terrain. I'm barely coping. It's bloody hot during the day, and freezing at night! My head hurts, this morning. Still, I am thankful that my arse doesn't hurt.* I am supposed to be working, after all. *That was another joke.
Location says North London. Bumpy terrain I get, but hot during the day I am told your arse wont hurt with lots of experience. Apparently, not that I'd know.
North London seems like a dream away, at the moment. And I have no arse-experiences to tell. Perhaps I haven't lived enough? You guys with more experience of that sort of thing will have to expand. If you'll forgive my term of phrase...
Today has mainly been spent in very plush air-conditioned offices (not orifices), with the heat of the day left outside. Last night, I was in the tent of someone very rich, along with several hundred others. Thankfully, they left their animals outside.
Unbelievable!, what a berk, yes you are 11 points off 2nd Brenda...you're also just 7 points off a relegation place!
Well, I'm back, lads! And, I have got to say, it does feel good. I had a great time, and was treated with great hospitality by my hosts, but one does get fed up with too much sunshine at Christmas time. I'm now looking forward to stepping back into the fray, and putting forward, once again, my astute and shrewd insights into how this season is going to unfold.
