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And I’m back! Obviously. But I am, and I’m happy to be back, and I’m happy to be catching up on all your wonderful blogs too. Yay!
OK, now let’s press on. I keep a diary on holiday but this isn’t from it – I decided that I was in the mood to blog while I was away but I didn’t have computer access, so I just wrote it down instead. So, I wrote this post about three days ago. I’d put it in italics to give you a sense of time having passed since, but that’d play silly buggers with your eyes sooner or later. So I won’t. Here it is:
It’s really awful being on holiday with someone whose presence just sends me straight to angry muteness, and yeah, Rhiannon’s done it again. Right now, she’s a a couple of metres away singing along to Grease in a stupid high wobbly voice. There are problems occurring lately with her. And again it’s a yeah – I need to get ‘em out my system. Let’s go!
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