Well, it is for me, anyway.
Tonight, I’m off down to Portsmouth, to stop over with my mate and from where we’ll leave early tomorrow morning for Ireland and ten days’ fishing.
I still haven’t decided whether to take the laptop and blog the days’ events "live". It means hogging the B&B’s landline, at a time when other anglers are doing E.T. impressions and trying to ‘phone home too?
So this post may well be the blogging equivalent of an "Out of Office" message and my loyal mass of readers might have to wait, with baited (sic) breath, for my return, with maggot dye-stained fingers and smelling of worm.
I’m sure you can all manage...
# posted by Mr.D. @ 8:38 AM
Drinking and Driving (but clearly not simultaneously)
