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I’m off to Yorkshire with ‘the family’ tomorrow; a bold move when you consider that I’m not a family person in the conventional sense – well, in any sense really – and a significant social risk as I tend to become an unbearable shit after prolonged exposure. I mean, I don’t know if it’s a reaction peculiar to me, but spending too much time with family members makes me irritable, listless and argumentative… yes, more so than usual.

I do however, have a plan most subtle and cunning, an intricate scheme to avoid discord and ensure harmony; I’m taking my bike with me and spending as much time away from everyone as possible.

Simple, elegant, foolproof.

My basic aim is to hike, cycle, and wander ‘round various local curiosities taking photographs and indulging the somewhat more… eccentric side of my personality – talking to myself, that sort of thing. That’s assuming, of course, that it doesn’t rain like fuck. If that’s the case I’ll just sulk inside and pretend to be a reclusive scientist putting the finishing touches to my doomsday machine. I may even wear a top hat. Ta-ta!