And she’s off again

Yes – I know we only got back from honeymoon last month…and that apparently I seem to be 'always on holiday' but hey – that was a whole 38 days ago, nearly an entire 6 weeks, so yes it is indeed definitely time to be heading off on the next big trip!

So luckily tomorrow heralds the now pretty much annual nipping off to Miami for 4 days and then off to some nobby Caribbean desintation with Big J from work. Or 'Queen of the post-wedding BBQ' as many of you will now know her! Ah, a future career in the making if ever I saw one…

And this year we're staying back in the Sagamore Hotel on Miami Beach, then of course, having to try (oh its so hard, not) a new Caribbean island, so I can keep my tally up and knock another destination off the Top 100. So, here's to……. St Barts this time round! Which will hopefully get rid of its predicted thunderstorms (hope they've got a decent spa if it doesn't) and come up with the 2011 goods.

Just a shame I have zero self-control and have put back on pretty much every ounce of blubber that I lost for the wedding, so will be buying a less desirable size of clothes than ideal in Miami. But the good news is I will still always be considerably less lardy than some of the humanoid blobs that lurk in the wonderful Sawgrass Mills Outlet Mall, just to make people like me feel better about their own flaws!

Here's to a fab week – if anyone's passing by do drop in on Mr H to keep him company while his wifey is away. Not that he may even have noticed as he's already, yes you've guessed it, back with the other female of his dreams, Ms Magus Boaty.

Will post when back – be good till then and enjoy this joke that I've shamelessly nicked from Paul Cowper.

'So, last night I had a terrible dream'

'Really, what was it?'

'Well, I was at home, just pushing the vacuum cleaner round and minding my own business when there was a loud and ominous knock at the door. I opened it and couldn't believe my eyes – there stood The Grim Reaper! Massive black cloak, grey face, hideous deep eyes, plus a whopping great scythe! I thought – come off it, it isn't my time to go yet.

But the Grim Reaper came at me, brandishing his scythe, wanting to take me to the Other Side. So I grabbed the vacuum cleaner handle and swung the whole thing at him. It smacked him in the face and he staggered back. So much that I shoved him back out of the door and slammed it on him.

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Bloody hell, I thought – I've just been 'Dyson with Death'! 

Ba-da-bing, ba-da-boom… Catch you in a week my lovely people, S x