September pledge


First came the planning (including husband-generated Word table of what-happens-when), then the passports (Word table didn’t help husband locate his – no, that took a certain spouse with a vivid imagination to solve that mystery …) and today the packing and it’s time to say farewell, for the rest of the summer that is. I’ll be back in September, so if you don’t hear from me for a while, I promise it isn’t because I don’t love you anymore. I’ll see you in the sunshine … I’ll hear your voice everywhere … (Okay, I won’t really, but out of sight doesn’t necessarily mean out of mind).
Should you be interested in what I’m up to, in lieu of daily letters, I’ll be posting on Facebook (from time to time) and there may, perhaps, even be the occasional tweet, depending on how intermittent the internet connections are on my travels.
And if you’re off on your holiday, or even if you’re not, why not download either ‘Strong as Death’ or ‘Selkie’ to read? here from Amazon Uk or here from

PS It was in the loft, in the last suitcase he took abroad.