
My two gorgeous ladies are far away overseas this week, visiting relatives. I am left home alone, surrounded by an ever-mounting pile of takeaway cartons.
Prrrrrt. At least the cat has not abandoned me.

My two gorgeous ladies are far away overseas this week, visiting relatives. I am left home alone, surrounded by an ever-mounting pile of takeaway cartons.
Prrrrrt. At least the cat has not abandoned me.

We’re off to Spain for a few days of visiting family (plus there are some mountains there we’ve been exploring in stages without maps, good fun). Then we’ll be in north Wales with friends over New Year, paddling and reflecting on a few things.
Ted will be fed and cared for by a student of mine (the job has its benefits), incase you were wondering.
Have a good one, all.

Yes, this is a completely irrelevant blog post as it has nothing whatsoever to do with the subject of the blog, other than to provide a lengthy excuse as to why zero progress has been made on the book in the past fortnight. Heather and I flew to Spain to visit family, spending most of our visit being dragged up and over mountains by a pair of eager puppies.

On our return from the UK I decided not to visit Portugal (as had been planned) as there was no water at all in the whitewater rivers there. Instead we headed north, where (we appreciate the irony) a flooded river spreading across a road in Cumbria completely killed off the car engine. We spent several days paddling and walking near an obscure Pennine town, whilst we arranged buying a replacement car. This has proved to be a somewhat expensive holiday.

Finally we caught up with our friends in Scotland, literally hours before 2008 began. Several days of splendid paddling followed, all good.


Now we’ve been driven back to southern England by blizzards in Scotland, I suppose I’d better;
a] Do some work on the book
b] Do some sea kayaking (in the south west)
I promise that I’ll get right onto it, this weekend.