Stacia Briggs
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
2:00 AM
I fear you’ll have to do without me for the next two weeks – the time has come, I am about to have my first week off of the year, also known as ‘the week I’ll be ill’.
Every year I fail to realise the correlation between feeling like my head is about to explode with the fact that I’ve forgotten to take any holiday.
With this in mind, I shall be spending several days in a darkened room in a news blackout where no one is even allowed to tell me if there’s been a particularly juicy court case or a sighting of the Norfolk puma.
I might even ‘go dark’ on Twitter (this is unlikely). I might read one of the dozens of books that stare at me accusingly every time I pass the teetering pile I’ve amassed and never read.
On the other hand, I might just be ill. There’s no point trying to fight it. Please send magazines, grapes and sympathy.
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1 comments
I'm not sure anyone will notice you being away based on your admissions in the wasting time at work article and the fact that your stories only seem to appear every couple of weeks at best. Have a nice time though.
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Frank Fryup
Tuesday, May 22, 2012