In knots

A trip coming up, so the usual packing procrastination. I'm not sure quite why I loathe it so much - possibly because its largely left to me and I am inclined to over-worry about possible scenarios, so I feel I end up running in ever decreasing circles and tying myself in knots. LH just strolls in, packs his bag and seems totally unbothered. Mind you, I think I've done all the odd necessary bits by then so that's all that's left!

Anyway, the good thing is that after all this effort I'll need a break and something special ... lucky I booked a holiday then :-)

Apologies for lack of interaction - our internet is misbehaving still, despite being 'fixed' yesterday.