where am i going?
Not forever. Just for a couple weeks.
Pirate and I are taking our first ever proper holiday together. We are going up to his parents' house near Preston for a couple days (so he can get in a couple games of cricket at his old hometown club, where he learned cricket as a mere sprog), and then we are going...
We'll be a few days in the burgh of Edin, and then we're spending a couple days at a farm in the middel of nowhere, out in the countryside, where we cannot hear cars
or drunk people
or the tittybar downstairs
or the drunk people chasing the shitehawks outside the tittybar downstairs.
All I want to hear at night, just for a couple nights, is crickets, cattle lowing, and nightengales. And maybe owls. Owls are ok, too.
Peace. and. quiet.
I can't wait. I will bring you excellent stories of broken beds in B&B's when I return. And there may possibly be a blogmeet, if the lovely and vibrant Hendrix Cat can arrange her schedule. Updates in a couple weeks, peeps!
Fare thee weel, my luve!