Friday, 1 April 2011

Day 183


Apparently a few passengers prone to gullibility who don’t own a calendar braved a tentative nibble! I hope there’s some left over when I’m travelling tomorrow, it means I won’t have to pack a sandwich.

‘Tis homewards that I am bound; for a whole creepin’ month, no less. Partly due to cheaper train tickets, partly due to the hunger for cat fur inhalation, but primarily so I can flop around like a Maharaja, dress like a 1990s homeless man, avoid the locals and pad round the garden in my socks. I have lots and lots of work to do. I’ve pressed the keys on this laptop so many times that the markings have rubbed off, so over the next month I’ve got to try and type enough to rub them back on again.

See you in May.

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