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Some like it hot

Our holiday in Turkey turned out to be very enjoyable indeed. It was lovely resort, and great having the family around to help look after Elisha, too, meaning that Fliss and I could have a bit of freedom and relax without worrying about her all the time.

From the first morning it became apparent just how hot it was going to be compared to the relative heatwave we’d left behind at home. From temperatures in the high twenties in our own back garden we were suddenly exposed to the high thirties by noon, and the ridiculous forty–seven it reached later in the week.

I managed to get burned on the first day, despite keeping in the shade and applying plenty of sun screen in the morning. Sadly I forgot I’d been diving into the water during a poolside activity, which washed off most of my sun screen. Being mildly burned meant I kind of opted out of the following day, playing with my PSP in the reception area where there was air conditioning and free wireless internet access. It sucked to miss a day of being out in the pool, but I figured it was better to let my skin recover than risk being in a heck of a state by the end of the week.

After my Tuesday spent in hiding from the sun, the rest of the holiday followed a loose daily routine. We’d get up in time to have breakfast, go down to the pool and have a bit of a swim and a lounge about, then take part in the pool activity at midday if it wasn’t too hot. In the afternoon we’d go and have lunch, either in the chicky-in-the-basket place by the pool, or the main restaurant which had a better, healthier selection of food. Even if we did go to the restaurant for lunch, the chicky-in-the-basket place was always there for a top-up if required.

After having lunch we’d either go back to the pool or, in my case, catch a bit of a break from the sun. By the tail end of the week it was absolutely searing in the middle of the day. Once it gets past 30 odd degrees it might as well be infinity degrees, because I cant really go out in it regardless of what factor sun screen I apply. Lesson learned, though – I doubt I’ll go to a place as hot as Turkey in the middle of the summer again.

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Turkish Delight

For the next week we’re off to the Alba Resort in Turkey, for an all inclusive holiday with the immediate family. By that I mean my mum, dad, brother, auntie Helen, Cousin Iain, and his girlfriend Nicola.

This afternoon we found a cracking pair of suitcases in Woolworths to replace our old ones, which were falling apart. They were exactly what I’ve been wanting to get for a while, so we’ve done most of the packing now. All that’s left to do is scramble around early tomorrow morning before we leave and get our hand luggage together.

I have a feeling this is going to be a fantastic holiday – I’m hoping to have the best fun in ages and really enjoy being with my family. Plus, it’s Elisha’s first holiday, so it’ll be cool for her too.

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Coming or Going?

I have no idea why, but I feel a strange calling to attend the UK’s first masturbate-a-thon in London next month. I’ll be in London that weekend for The Great British Beer Festival anyway, so to let another great event slip through my hands would be bit of a shame.

Technically I’ve been training for the event for over 20 years – that’s far more preparation than I had for the runs I did last year, and I managed them without doing myself any permanent damage. Heck, I could maybe turn pro if there are any talent scouts there. I’m thinking that spending the next couple of weeks limbering up for the event would be time well spent. ;o)

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