The weather is looking good and I have no tents. That’s a lie, I’ve no tents that I’ll use. They’re all away their holidays and the only one person tent left is of a design that last weekend failed me badly and I’ll never take above 100m again. Ah shit, maybe I’ll sit on my arse or catch up on my correspondance, catch up on my reading maybe. Talking of which, I sat in the van with a Greggs festive bake and a cuppa today and had a flick through the new Trail, it was just like the old days. Except the music was coming from an iPod and not a compilation tape.
What I won’t be doing as intended is reviewing any of the current test kit, oh no, that’s for next week. My computer finger is worn down to the canvas and my gear gland needs cuppas and a chunk of Chelsea Whopper to chew on.