Journey

So I've just spent 9 hours working and Lexy is yet to turn up. I've bought energy drinks. I'm sat waiting. It would seem I've been stood up for our holiday.


The phone rings. Shes late. She picks me up from home instead. We set off.

We listened to the playlist which I've put together over the last 8 months. It fitted very nicely and featured songs such as "[My Vagina is] 8 miles [wide]," "Blister in the Sun" and lots and lots of Mika. Now I can't vouch for anyone else, but the closer we got to the coast, the more it seemed like the places were named in Wales. Seriously. The amount of places that were essentially just innuendos that people lived in was unbelievable.

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Journey home was long. There were queues and events from the previous night left me tired and dreamy. It was one hell of a holiday.