It's the day before I fly that I discover I have eleven socks and the only matching pair are halloween socks and are covered in silver spider webs and black spiders. The rest of the socks don't match..,.and my cycling socks look like discarded bits of towels.
I am taking one pair of jeans and will go in my Amazon jungle trousers. I don't really want to go. It's an end of a chapter which means, I suppose, the next one will be better. Anyway, the sky is the colour of brilliant blue and the garden full of butterflies. See ya.