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Friday, May 07, 2004

Before I go out of my mind

I've been on holiday. Thank God for that.

I feel a little more like myself now, having joined Brother, Sister and Mr B on the good ship Crystal at Leighton Buzzard. We sailed at a leisurely pace up to Gayton Junction, and sailed slowly back to Leighton Buzzard again. Completely uneventful.

Well, we did have the occasional grounding, collision and hail storm. It poured down throughout the seven locks at Stoke Bruen. A Harold Shipman lookalike ran into us. And we crashed into a tree pretty much every time Sister took the helm. But it's the best week I had in ages, and I actually feel more like a human being and less like a human elastic band.

I now understand why people go on so much about holidays. I hadn't had one in three years, and I think people could tell. Work can be quite draining sometimes, and I think there's a lot to be said for taking a complete break, forgetting about all the rubbish in the world, cutting your engine, and sitting and feeding the ducks for a while. As a wise man once said, "Again! Again!"

Oo, Brother's started a picture blog. I'm the reserved, pensive looking one. With the grey jumper.


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