Holiday!

In some sense, I suppose the holiday started when the Minx found us 'plane tickets to Dublin for a tenner apiece, each way. But, of course, we weren't actually on holiday at that point. Nor were we when she found us a lovely looking hotel in the Temple Bar district but that was exciting nonetheless.

And you could certainly argue that we won't be on holiday until tomorrow when we fly out of Manchester but, actually, I felt a little bit on holiday when I finished work, this afternoon, and even more so once I'd packed and boarded this train from Oxenholme, heading down to stay with the Minx in anticipation of our early start tomorrow morning.