Well I enjoyed giving myself December off so much I extended it into January, before realising that I really should be getting back to work. But my 5 weeks off included a trip to a longhouse in the middle of North Wales, for a jolly Christmas with the boys.
Now when going away with three gentlemen for a week, take care to select your companions carefully. Mine for example, were exemplary. Able to make me dinner*, make me laugh, buy me a lovely watercolour set for Christmas – oh and also quite importantly, able to stop me falling off a mountain (I discovered I may suffer from vertigo, just short of the summit of Snowdon on Boxing Day).
Anyway, currently working for a B2B tech agency so a return to familiar form. Here all this week and they’ve just asked me back for next week too.
Oh, and I bought a new car. Well, a new old car. Good job too. Otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to get home after Christmas, rescue my Mum from Gatwick airport (long story) or get to work this week.
* AND they cleaned up afterwards. The boys done good.
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