... how to recover from a holiday Back from Spain. It was far too hot to sit in the sun, but the heat melted my bones, de-stressed me completely. Or was that the Cava, so cheap, so bubbly, so mmmm?
The mosquitoes weren't on holiday, alas. I am bitten to pieces, even two on my face! Anti-mossie stuff is required.
This holiday doesn't need recovering from - I know, I'm misleading you again, dear reader - but I'm trying to think how to prolong this relaxed, rubbery boned feeling. Just driving back from the airport has eroded some of that feeling. Driving in the south of England is enough to stress anyone out, as I'm sure some of you know.
Oh, and there was no holiday sex; just not my style. So sorry for those searching on "holiday sex". (Quiet snigger - I'm far too aware of internet proclivities these days.)
Abrupt ending, but bed calls. I will return...  ¶ 10:25 pm