Out of Office Notice

It seems kind of presumptuous of me to assume I have an audience, one who’s too lazy, too cool or too technically challenged to ‘follow’ me, but checks back regularly to see if I’ve written anything. But I’m gonna assume there’s at least one of you from the three daily views this blog gets (I’m kidding. It’s nowhere near as low as that. It’s at least five). And I’m gonna assume you didn’t just land here by Googling ‘Chupa Chups’ or ‘Cooking with Semen’ (my blog’s top keyword search terms – seriously) and may have noticed the lack of posts lately.

So to you, my sole dedicated, lazy, cool or technically challenged reader – yes, thanks for noticing, I have indeed been away. To Italia I went, but you would know that since you’re a dedicated reader and I mentioned it a few posts ago. Alas I was gone for a paltry seven days, but as some famous person no doubt once said, seven days in Italy is better than seven days in reality. Or something like that.

But that’s only half of my excuse. I’ve also started a new blog, and this one will give you a clue as to why I went to Italia, and why I’ll be going back quite a few times in the next 12 months.

So if you check back here again, and there’s still nothing new to help you procrastinate at work during that interminably long fifteen minutes after can’t-be-arsed-anymore o’clock and thank-fark-it’s-home-time o’clock, why don’t you click over here to my De Winter Retreat blog?

There’s not much now, but give me a couple of weeks and there’ll be Italian stories from my past, Italian stories from my present and I’m sure lots of long winded stuff about food. There’ll also be pictures, like this:


And this…


And if you’re super diligent and observant, you might even see an extremely rare picture of me – in all my daggy tourist glory – like this…


If none of that appeals, then just hold your bloody horses. I’ll get back here eventually.

2 thoughts on “Out of Office Notice

  1. You’re back! Thank fuck. I was going to send out a search party. Or at least organise a party. Or just get drunk, but in your honour.
    Anyway, you’re back. And that’s grand. I’m off to read your other blog and attempt to contain my jealousy.

  2. Excellent. I think I’ve just decided you can organise my death party, I mean funeral. I think you’d bring the perfect amount of inebriation, I mean solemnity to the occasion. Oh and plase do contain your jealousy for a while. You’re gonna need it in about a year if I manage to pull this latest crazy idea off.

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