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is cold this time of year.


So I had about 10,000 miles to cover in a month and a half and I decided that I could not really be bothered. Took a flight to Geneva and then London to see my friends and family. My brother is sure I came back to get my underwear washed and indeed I did although I would still quote my primary reasons for returning as because I fancied it and because I could..... Did I miss the beaches? Of course. Did I miss 6 weeks in a bus? Not at all. As such a new plan was required to replace the tattered ruins of the previous strategem which had one major flaw. Me.

Anyway. I did manage to get to the wedding of George and Jo. Still trying to get a photo of the actual wedding as my flight was delayed and I missed that. However I did make it for the evening do and saw a few of the boys.


Went to school with all of that lot. Some started before, but 1985 was our first year all together. I suppose some would marvel at all of us still being in touch and how your formative years build strong bonds between friends. The bare truth of it is probably closer to the fact that we are just a bunch of anti-social losers but never let facts spoil a misty eyed moment of nostalgia. Boo-hoo and blah-blah. Bunch of wankers for the record.

So what else? Well this.


Mont Blanc just out of view to the right. I'm not going to give the impression it was all champagne and sun bathed extreme skiing as most of it was spent in the pub with mates. Which was also super and much warmer although less sunny as you can imagine. Its all swings and roundabouts this life we lead. Although from my short experience back in the uk it can only be a matter of time before such potentially hazardous places as parks and playgrounds are closed in the interest of health and safety. No-one seems to be that much healthier and when it comes to safe?? As long as you don't count MRSA, flood warnings, school closures, persistently bad weather and yob culture as unhealthy its all smiles. Talking of yobs, watched some football with my brother Easter Sunday which was briefly interrupted by some idiot having the shit punched out of him by some local lads decked out in Stone Island. The landlady's view was "if you are going to beat the shit out of someone don't do it in my pub". Spirit of human kindness there although my brother and I merely picked up our pints to make sure they didn't get knocked over. Seems a shame but I wasn't there, nor am I here, to preach. So, as has been so often the case this year, time to move on.

Many thanks to all for welcoming me back. Many complained about the blog being a constant reminder of sunnier climes during their own winter of discontent but they (you) don't have to read it and if the generally sunny, sandy, boozy mix of my adventures causes you some existential angst then wean yourself off and move on yourself. Try with second life or world of warcraft for 6 hours a day and if you feel happier then you have a long term issue, if not then you'll be cured within a week. What am I talking about? Buggered if I know.

Off to NYC, the Big Apple. So good they named it twice. From there South, South, South. Sun and Margarita's available around the fat part of the planet and thats my intended direction. Move over. Fat bloke coming through. Thats if they let me past immigration. Fingers crossed.

Be well.

Posted by lidster 12:10 Archived in Switzerland Comments (0)

Awaiting take off.

Organising the trip.

sunny 25 °C
View South America - out of Sorts on lidster's travel map.

So my last days on the payroll are coming up. few days left in Switzerland and then off to south america. not much to say for the moment but keep the link and you should be able to get updates when i get time to put them on - and am not in a columbian jail.

If you subscribe then I have the sneaking suspicion that you should get an email alert of new and exciting content. should being the operative word.

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