2nd January On the 9th day of christmas...
My true love (finally) gave to me (in a rather not very interested manner)...
no Christmas card
Nothing wrapped in paper
Two hot water bottles
6 bottles of rum
14th February Gobsmacked
So today, TOM and I had a little jolly up to Bolsover Cruise club to book our next naughty-cal adventure, a week long trip on P&O Iona, one of the BIG boats, up to the fjords at the end of July to coincide with me finishing my stay here in Hucknall. Amazingly there were no issues, mainly because I knew when we wanted to go and what we wanted with regards all the actual booking, the other member of the party having shown little interest in anything to do with the trip. We even paid for it all up front or rather TOM did. All ready to leave TOM then asked for a cup of coffee before suddenly pulling out the Marella bochure and asking if he could book not just one, not just two but three connecting cruises in the Caribbean and then back across the Atlantic to Malaga for April this year. A total of 28 days. On his own. I am not sure quite what face I was wearing at the time but i suspect it quickly changed to my 'WTF' face. He had not mentioned a thing about this to me. And that...
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