18

There is a teenage photo competition thing at work, actually far better than baby photos because you can work out who everyone is and they are all hilarious! So here I am, fresh from having taking my a levels for the second time (with as it turned out not too much greater success) picnicking with Marie next to a French motorway on our way to two weeks camping in Italy.

I haven't felt 18 today, more like 118. After my fall ( old lady terminology definitely applies) yesterday I was in bed by 8 last night and have ached all over today. Another early night tonight, I need to be on top form tomorrow for dump trips and fire pit table assembly. And to not go to work on Monday.