A few words before I fuck off again...

The Official Croatic Flag - This is the flag of the country I'll be visiting. I'm only borrowing it for a bit...


Consonant reader,

"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it."

Wise words Mr. Bueller and how apt they are for my good self at the moment. On Friday I worked my final day at the school I will eventually call 'home'. I left a week early in order to jet off to Croatia on Sunday morning (Getting up at 4am!) so I said my goodbyes to all the staff, the kids were pretty tearful and they'll probably not get over it until I return in the Autumn.

Hyah, reet.

Then I jetted down to Bath to see the girl for the night and then this morning flew back up to pack for the holiday. Over the past couple of days, there have been times when I have thought of ideas thinking 'that would make a great blog entry', but failed to write it down and so subsequently this is a very normal blog with little in the way of originality or interest.

However, last night I did go out with the girl and I finally had a drink in an English pub, the first one for a good 2 months I think. In one particular pub I ordered a 'Ladyboy' ala Alan Partirdge, which was a drink or rather an assortment of drinks consisting of Baileys, a G + T and a pint of lager. 'Ooo ladyboys' I said, whilst drunk.

Another nugget of goodness came from a conversation with
Pencil, where we devised an alternative cuss to 'Jesus Christ', as it can be seen as heresy sometimes, with, instead the culinary- exclamation of 'Cheese on rice'. Apart from that, as I say very little has happened.

I am to be away now for 2 whole weeks again, this time with plenty to read whilst soaking up the sun (if there is any, I'm told we're due for thunderstorms.. shit). It'll be a larf anyway...

Anyway, hope you all take care of each other and don't do anything stupid, like:

-Fall out of a moving bus
-Start a fight with a heavyweight boxer
-Commit a crime of any nature (fraud, murder etc.)
-Get your hand caught in a vehicle door (cars, mini vans etc.)
-Get burgled and then find out your insurance lapsed last week
-Whilst on a moving bus catch your hand in the door and blame the nearest available person who happens to be a heavyweight boxer which results in you starting a fight with said boxer whilst in the knowledge you've been burgled that morning and your on your way to the insurance company in town to sort it out then accidentally kill the boxer and fall out of the bus.

Any of the above (or any related events), try to avoid like the plaque. Till then, peace out moi luvvers, and I'll leave you now with a long facking pause.

Uncle Travelling B x.