I have a week off on the week of the sixth. I am currently at a loss at what I should do. If I stick around the house for a week, sleeping patterns are bound to become mental and days and nights will merge and become a single blur I shall Christen either Dight or Nay.
So, I’ll need summat to do. If the weather keeps up like it has for the past three days, then I may want to go camping somewhere. Somewhere further away than I’ve ever been. I’d probably go alone, as there’s nobody I know who’d alsobeup for a pointless camping journey. I’m currently thinking either Scotland or Cornwall.