22 December, 2003

On holiday…finally. I have let my brain start the process of forgetting about everything, a role which it has taken to with scepticism and a distinct sense of amateur ability. I’ll give it time. For the record, my shin has healed and the spuds taste great. I simply can’t see how life gets any better than this.

Due to the impending arrival of family (her side, not mine) I have been given the directive to “clean the flat”. Considering her description of a “quick tidy” meant cleaning the fridge, lounge, bedroom and doing the laundry, I’m thinking I’ll hire a bulldozer and do the job right. I head down to Moeraki on Wednesday for a few days of family Christmas and general relaxation.