Whitby thoughts...

Whitby is next week now. This will mean: people, chocolate, sea, sleep, a fairly major blitz on the bazaar & the second hand shops, my birthday, sex, not being at work, cuddly animals and playing with my camera. This is good. And all I need to do to do is get through sixty hours of work (not that I'm counting or anything), get packed and negotiate the wonders of the rail network. Not long now!