Took the kids up to the snow yesterday. As per usual it was a long hard drive, but well worth it for a couple of hours’ frolicking in the snow. My back was killing me when I got home, so I’m glad it’s only an annual excursion.
We stopped off in Warburton on the way there and back. Tell you what, the public toilets in Warburton aren’t up to much. Maybe the locals aren’t fussy about not having toilet seats, hot water, soap or a drier. Who knows.
On Tuesday I turn 32. Some people seem to get all worried when another year passes – myself included, sometimes. But this time, I feel okay about it. Despite my occasional bitching and ranting, life is, by and large, good. Even my finger has just about recovered.
