This weekend I'll be off.
On my own. No children, no dog, no husband. Nobody. Just me.
Which by itself would be enough to see me off, skipping gayely towards the sunset whistling a happy tune... but the fact that I'm going 'here' for a few days with Julie Arkell is pretty unbelievably amazingly stupendous.
It's my Christmas present from Mr M, because he's pretty good like that. Very good. Brilliant in fact.
Ok enough adjective for this post.
I'll leave you with a photo that has nothing to do with anything ... I've got some packing to do...
See you next week.