Promises

It has been brought to my attention (thanks to the wonderful connectivity of Facebook) that my mention of going back to England for a holiday are largely doubted. So, I PROMISE that I will be heading back to the rainy, cold, muddy little island some time next year. Hopefully around this time next year.

You hear that? P R O M I S E

And I stick to my promises. For example, I have just now promised to Colin that I will get the fly spray and spray the very large fly that he's chasing around the house, in order for him to have a fairer chance of catching it and eating it. Because I've promised this, I will do it. After I've written this. Although, I am rather enjoying watching him run around on top of the furniture squawking like some strange bedraggled animal.

Um, so, this is the last day of my little week off. I'm going to Seaworld and to the beach. I'm only going to Seaworld because I will be accompanied by a small child AND the tickets are half price for QLD residents. Ordinarily they'd cost $63!! And there's no way in hell I'd pay that much for ANYTHING (except a life sized solid chocolate easter bunny).

Oh lord - Colin's little noises of frustration are so funny... It's like half-miaows. It sounds like he's saying "meh meh meh meh meh" over and over again. Haahhahahahaaa... I should go and help him out really. After all - I PROMISED I would. Hmph.