Here we go.

Here we go.

I would complete the trio, but I am too knackered.  Another crazy before-holiday-madness kind of day ends. I am home, and shoud be packing the car, but here I am blogging.

We will be filling the car with camping stuff and driving off to France for a couple of weeks.

Our hopefully UN-fragile tent that is…

But I am forced to ask the question again about the meaning in this life of ours that leads to us managing the stress and strain of life and jobs by surviving until the next chance to holiday.

But I have no more time for such philosophical fripperies.

Time to sail away…