You know, it's three years now since I had a holiday. Admittedly it was six months in Hardy's Wessex, but it was still a long time ago. I need a break. And thanks to the extortionate tithes I have extracted from the Beaker People over the last seven years, I can afford one.
Now, I've just put in an offer on a house a little way from here. Just far enough that I won't be tempted to leg it back. But close enough that I'm able to help if Charlii - who I am hereby appointing Interim Acting Temporary Archdruid - and Young Keith should start to anticipate the spark of tiny tea lights.
Obviously I'll be back if it doesn't work out. But otherwise you may be hearing from me shortly. Hopefully this is just au revoir....
This sounds awfully messianic ... or perhaps in the spirit of CAptain Oates?
ReplyDeleteWhat would bechance at Lyonnesse
ReplyDeleteWhile I should sojourn there
No prophet durst declare,
Nor did the wisest wizard guess
What would bechance at Lyonnesse
While I should sojourn there.
Don't be silly. Not that far.
DeleteOnly for a while? Moving house is life-consuming in my experience! Enjoy......
ReplyDeleteWe'll be wating when you return... happy house move Archdruid
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