Kyaking with Lara Croft is one of life’s more frustrating experiences.
As is both of us coming down with the yuckier of food-poisoning symptoms, with added nausea and weakness in a week when we’re supposed to be strenuously tidying and boxing possessions and preparing for a holiday to destination as yet undisclosed to P, and when I’m supposed to doing a fair bit of heavy lifting and guillotining at work.
Bah. Cancel Christmas, we’re not going to be ready in time.
Still, on the plus side, at least I don’t feel like eating. With any luck I’m losing weight.
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You and Lara both have food poisoning? Is that life imitating art or what?
The danger of keeping your holiday destination secret from P is that his dreams of the Bahamas may be cruelly shattered when you arrive in Llandudno.
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Oh, bugger, it does really read like Lara is ill. I’m not surprised, what with the antics, the animals, the tropics, the kyak…
P knows he’s getting on a plane to somewhere in Europe and is assuming it’s outwith Blighty. He’s always been happy with Wales before, but it’s a wee bit cold for camping at the moment. This time… Not Wales.