I can think of nothing worse than selecting a holiday based purely on its facility for cremating your sweaty personage before you drag it’s scorched mass down the steps at the airport to your hotel from where you spend the following two weeks with your lungs attached to the air conditioning.
Having travelled pretty extensively, I still reckon there’s no place like home. but then I live in God’s own country.
The one in Iraq and Afghanistan is costing the Americans $350,000,000 per DAY!!
The one in the Spit The Dummy forum between sword and his latest foe is only costing 55p a day.
So why couldn’t the yanks just wage the war on a message board?
It’d work out a lot cheaper….
Because..
A) They can’t spell..
and..
B) They can’t translate their misspellings into Eye-racki! :roll:
A blustery. puff-cloud of a day in the West Of Scotland, interspersed with shimmering orange-slices of sunlight.
We live near a river, and once again are glad to be sited near the top of a hill with regards to flooding; but our nearest town is a martyr to it.