On My Travels

We’re off out for a few days on what feels like my first holiday this year. We’ve had a few odd days off here and there, but they were back around my birthday and mostly consisted of a few days away in Brighton at the Malmaison. The rest of my year has been spent mostly working, which probably hasn’t helped the slow decline of my mental reserves.

So, we’re off to Newquay. I’m wearing shorts. I’ve only had three mild anxiety moments, and that’s despite our original train being cancelled and our having to spontaneously work out another route to Paddington.

Still, no one has been stabbed, or set on fire, so we’re off to a good start.