Hey,

I'm just waiting for Cath's dad to pick me up, and then we are off to the airport to pick up Cath. I think my holiday starts here. I get two weeks of girlfriend, family, no work, and just being able to relax. I need it. I mean, I look awful. Really, really bad. I will attempt to fill myself with, if not seasonal cheer, then at least seasonal beer, which may have the same effect vis a vis stopping me looking like the undead.

Anyway, its always hit and miss whether I can post on Cath's computer, it seems not to like Blogger, so if you don't hear from me, fear the worst.

Speak soon,

Craig