I spent a couple of days away this week, staying with a good friend of mine and working on a collaborative project ... in between browsing his stunning book, comic and cd collection, visits to the beach for coffee and bacon butties, the pub for ale, and various superb restaurants. An announcement will arise from this working holiday soon, but not just yet.
I had a wonderfully interesting journey on the way home. It was a long train trip with three changes, and I was sat next to:
A transvestite with a face like Mick Jagger and a fetching tartan mini-skirt;
A very hot blond who spent the entirety of her trip talking on her phone with a friend (she was just out of finishing school, and on Sunday she was soooooooo drunk that she couldn't sleep with Michael) ;
And for the last part of the trip, I had a stripper sitting behind me, telling someone on the phone about her new dance. She has to shake, apparantly. A lot.
I love working holidays.
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Blimey. I hope for the second lass's sake that Michael was aware of the fact... :|
What part of this "working holiday" involved work? And when did you have time between the beach, the butties, the pub, and the mini-skirt ogling? Work? Really?
I.A.M. - really .... I am a writer, you know. Eating, drinking and ogling is all research.
"Research"...? Oh, I see.
How would any of that wandering the beach, eating the butties, drinking at the pub, and the mini-skirt ogling, hypothetically, have helped either Dusk, or Dawn had you done those activities whilst writing those book?
Hypothetically, I mean. Not that you've ever done any of those activities before this past week. No no.
So, if you had done those things before this past week, how would they have aided those two Noreela novels?
Strangely, I have a friend-girl who has a good range of fetching tartan mini-skirts. Don't *think* she's a transvestite, though...
;)
~Chris
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