It's a holiday roundup y'all!
There now follows a list of things I fell in love with this summer:
Fishing... off rocks, off a boat, off my head with the joy of catching stuff, getting someone else to kill it whilst I close my eyes and sing 'ging gang goolly' (my happy place song) then cooking it immediately in the open air before feasting like kings.
Camping... we managed to erect the tent on a scorching afternoon without a single cross word, we slept like babies, lived in the same funky smelling T-shirts for a week, played backgammon, drank beer, told some very tall tales and partied hard.
I've already booked the same pitch for next year....bliss!
Suntans and an Epilator... I've been sporting golden brown, stubble free legs that really do look longer than the hairy, white versions I was hiding within my woolly tights a few months ago. I realise, like the mayfly, they are only here for a few, heady days as the painful high maintenance needed for this look is frankly, a little beyond me. For now though, I'll continue to mince around the house with my short shorts on.
The Tua Tua Shuffle... a strange little dance reminiscent of the twist; it's carried out in waist deep water on a beach at low tide. You shuffle to the left, you shuffle to the right and when your toes hit the motherload you dive and grab these delicious little shell fish. Collect a bucketful, soak in fresh water overnight before marinating and steaming ...gobble, gobble, gobble.
My man... all over again. 2009 was our very own Annus horribilis and although there are still issues to be worked through we are marching in time, hand in hand, singing ging, gang, goolly at the top of our voices.