Sleeping in a tent, especially a diddy one half-full of other people, has its disadvantages, as I commented earlier. Tom thinks so too:
The smallest people always take up the most room. Especially in tents.
I have to say that my tent companions this year have been most understanding about being squished mid-night by a rolling Mad, even though I have probably moved out of the "smallest people" category as a result of French food and wine. However, help is at hand, of which more tomorrow.
In other news, there is a big spider in the middle of my bathroom, which I am going to call Fred. Also, my bro has a new bike, and I am very excited about this fact. Maybe it'll be an excuse to whip out the leathers again.
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