I don’t know where to begin really. Dinner last night and breakfast today mark the end of a ridiculous chapter for me- Meat Mike Campbell.
Monthly Archives: December 2012
Completely tongue in cheek
To type the letters that make up the title of my draft document for this post is quite sobering.
That’s due in part to the second miniature bottle of wine I’ve just cracked on the flight home to New Zealand for Christmas. However, the majority of that instant sobriety is due to the characters:
W-e-e-k- 5-1
The 12 meats of Christmas
Christmas in the air. Don’t you know?
It’s not just on the tree, in the shops, on every television advert going, everyone lips, every harbour boat cruise that goes past my house blasting carols, it’s also very much in the air. I know this because people keep telling me.
2012- a snails pace
It’s currently before 6am on Saturday morning. Ridiculous.
I do get up around 5am throughout the week normally, however, I feel this time is reserved on weekends for early flights, monster nights, swimmers and the land of nod.
Final Seafood Extravaganza
I know that I’m so close to completing this challenge. I’m acutely aware of it with every one of my senses.
Fifty Two 