The marking is all done, the students are spread to the four winds for semester break, school holidays are upon us.

Thanne longen folk to goon on pilgrimages
And palmeres for to seken straunge strondes
To ferne halwes, kowthe in sondry londes;

(Then people long to go on pilgrimages
and pilgrims to seek strange shores
far-off shrines, known in sundry lands;)

In short, we are off to the beach house for the winter break, as Geoffrey Chaucer recommends.

Log fires, walks on the windy beach, books, Shiraz, S’mores, the complete boxed set of West Wing DVDs.

No broadband.

See you again in ten days or so. not mail.app, not apple mail, personal, beach, real life

We are moving house today.

The telephone company has cutting-edge, user-focussed customer service, so we can’t get a phone line connected until 12 July, with broadband following after that.

My Treo 680 can do many things, but I don’t how to use it to post on Hawk Wings, so I am just letting you know that nothing will appear for a bit.

Once house buying, selling and moving, and job excitement is over, perhaps I’ll get a clear run at blogging again.personal, not mail.app, not apple mail, real life, treo680