running on empty

and I'm not talking about the fuel crisis here! Too tired to move/think/type... only attempting to post a blog entry out of guilt (that and work avoidance). But given this pathetic offering, I really needn't have bothered!

x-rated

Can't believe I've just a) taken extremely dodgy photographs of self, and b) uploaded and duly sent them to a fella who's going to have a somewhat interesting in-box first thing in the morning.
And I can't believe I just shared that fact! Blogs have an insidious way of making you believe that you're blanketed beneath a cloak of anonymity, when actually, they couldn't be more public and accessable if you tried. Fear not - I shan't be posting said pics on this site, that's for sure!

duty bound

Mazey Day looms, and my civic responsibilities (as Penzance's Mock Mayor) weigh heavy... and I'm not just refering to the crab* chain of office that comes with the job!
Organising the inaugural Mock Mayor's Picnic event in Penzance's Morrab Gardens (seemed like a good idea at the time) due to take place Sat June 21st, is becoming a bleedin' nightmare.
Can only hope, nay pray, that the sun will shineth down.

*If somewhat puzzled by the above, please refer to http://www.golowan.org/

the trouble with holidays...

...is when you come back, life (as you left it) hasn't been on pause after all. It seems to move forward under its own momentum , so that you end up coming back to mountains of stuff that urgently needs doing. A small price to pay I guess - especially when you've just spent 5 idyllic days lolling about in unprecedented sunshine, swimming in paradise-coloured seas (sans wetsuit!) and actually managed to pick up a book and read! Bliss.

Over the ocean blue

Off to the Scilly Isles at crack of dawn tomorrow - Yay!!!
Pondlife on tour - should be a hoot (hears hoping it stops raining...)

Yurts rule

Been staying in a sumptuous Moingolian yurt for the past 4 days. Bliss. Birthday present and a half or what? Wicked party with lots of lovely friends spoiling me rotten on Friday, and every day since. Plenty of sunshine and beach-going, as well as sitting by the fire under the stars by night. More lovely people round last night for food and frolics - fired up the sauna too.
Highlight: watching the sunset turn the sky red to pink to dusky grey, gin and tonic in hand, with a barn owl swooping soundlessly just 2 feet in front of me.