Right now I’m in Cripps car park, inevitably waiting for Mrs O’Neill to turn up later than everyone else. I’ll be hastily trying to sort out this problematic meths bottle which just won’t undo. But hey, I’m going to be walking with the equivalent of Simon on my back through Wales. Life will definitely get worse. 
I don’t actually know where were actually going, but I hear we’re staying in Abergavenny which many of you might remember is where I got the train to when I went for my Duke of Edinburgh residential in Longtown. Yay. I haven’t been there in… four months…
I’ll be spending four days and three nights in a classy tent up some hill somewhere with James, Wendy, Ben, Helen, Richy B and Johnny. I can’t make any guarantees that I won’t kill them or be killed by them. Sorry about that.
I’ll be back on Friday at about half one in the afternoon. To be honest, I wish we just went home straight away and get it done with. But *shrug*, apparently not. Maybe I just like home that much.
So anyway, yes. As long as I don’t die and I’m not knackered, I’ll see most of you Northampton folk on that Friday at Jordan’s birthday party. If I can’t make it for whatever reason, I’m sorry, but hopefully the story that’s planned to run Monday to Friday will keep you amused. It’s not very good, but hopefully it’s awfulness will make you love it. 
Have fun relaxing!
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