Well, ok, I'm
physically in Coventry, but my brain's somewhere else entirely. Possibly
steve_winolj ate it.
Whitby was rather good, as previously noted. It was followed by two days at work, which didn't feel like
real work, then by an absolutely lovely weekend and a quite calm bank holiday (I left the house during the day, but only to attack the garden with shears...). All of this was finished wth a quiet pint this evening.
Tomorrow's back to business as usual. Everything back to the way it was before Whitby
[1]. Work. Routine. Daily grind. Watch me come crashing down as my current fluffy little cloud disperses...
Anyone got a spare parachute? This could be a rough landing. :-/
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[1] I'm hoping that this isn't actually true.