By: Blonde One

You know that feeling: when you wake up and only a trip to Foxtor Café with Blonde Two will do? …

Here’s how it went this morning …

Blonde One lying in bed after saying goodbye to Little Miss Blonde who is off to Newquay for the weekend to see a friend, then saying goodbye to Mr Blonde One who is off to do some cycling. I began to list the jobs that need doing: complete the 2 big pieces of work that have been put on the back burner for quite some time and are now screaming at me, phone the optician to order more contact lenses before the 12 month (have another test) deadline, do the weekly shop, complete the computer job that needs to be done before Monday, take the broken (again) Power Monkey to the post office, get kit ready for this season’s penultimate expedition, catch up with the washing from the last expedition, sort out the annoying last minute changes to the next expedition.

As I mentally ran through it all it became clearer and clearer that I should ignore all of it and escape to Dartmoor!