staggered

It's sunny in amsterdam. I'm lying in a park with some of the other survivors of Dr Jon's stag party. Waiting for a plane is rarely such a pleasure. I can hear gently rustling leaves, the clink of bicycles, birdsong, some snoring. If i could speak another language moving to the continent would be very appealing. Until then the café society of didsbury will have to suffice. Possibly with a sun lamp. Next week i really need to get my packing started and book a van. And get some exercise, sleep and fresh fruit & vegetables. My scores this weekend have been lousy for all three. Peace out.

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