In Anticipation

Two weeks today and my summer will truly be at it's height. It's a moment I have been looking forward to for weeks and I intend to savour it, despite knowing full well that it will pass by far too speedily before I know it I will be deposited at it's tail end... back in the office. What else could I be talking about other than that great institution, the summer holiday.

This year things will be a little different to usual. I won't be going anywhere exotic, in fact I won't be going anywhere at all. That's because I am going to spend one glorious week at home relaxing and enjoying the things that I like to do best in my own company, things which unfortunately I usually do not have nearly enough time for. In part I suppose it is prompted by a nostolgic yearn for those long 3-month breaks I enjoyed as a student that I loved so dearly but sadly have had to leave behind in what is now the increasingly distant past. Basically, I am going to be a very, very idle man.

I suppose I could jet off to Bilbao or Ljubljana for a week of exploration and culture but frankly I'm looking forward to something a little simpler. There is nowhere I'd less like to be after the daily commute than a busy airport and work would probably be more relaxing than trying to ask directions to the nearest cash-machine in pigeon-Slavic. A rug in the garden, some beers, a few bottles of wine, a pile of books and a tower of DVDs will suit me just fine.