For the last month, other-half has been blogging daily as part of “blogtoberfest”. Her excitement about it has been a bit contagious, so I thought it was time I started blogging again.

As a friend referred to my blog as “dead” this week, I thought that Samhain (or Halloween as you wacky modernists call it) would be the perfect time to resurrect it.

I’m currently on holiday in a cottage in the middle of bloody nowhere heart of glorious Yorkshire. Plan was for a relaxing week in the country – pile of CDs, Nintendo Wii, Guitar, books – perfick.

Arriving to find a lorry parked up, emptying the septic tank wasn’t the ideal start. The driver turned out to be a cheery bloke, who gave us lots of suggestions for places to go. Ideally, this conversation would not have been held across the top of an open sewer but such is life. Holiday mood was back on track when we realised the registration number of the lorry ended in ‘POO’.

CD player has so far rejected every disc I’ve put in it and the Wii is showing up only in black and white. So books and guitar it is.

We spent Saturday lounging on the sofa, but today summoned up the energy to trek into “town” for supplies (beer and biscuits). Tomorrow we may venture further afield.

Or not.

It’s going to be that kind of trip.