The Joys of August

I am going on holiday. For a week I will not have internet access, so I'll either have a lovely break - spending time with my family, reading, walking and seeing the sights - or I'll start climbing the walls and go mad. Let me put it this way - if the cottage doesn't have a dartboard, I riot.

So I'm busy packing today. First up, books. I feel I need to take quite a few, and take a variety of styles. I've gone for:

The Damned United - David Peace (I'm halfway through it. I don't like it much so far, annoyingly)
The Road - Cormac McCarthy
Thanks for Nothing - Jack Dee
Lord of the Flies - William Golding
Awkward Situations for Men - Danny Wallace
One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich - Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

And a collection of short stories by Jeffery Deaver.

I would take some DVDs as well, but I think there's only one TV and doubt there's a DVD player. So I'll take a Clint Eastwood collection just in case.

Okay, so then we have the obvious stuff - clothes, toiletries, wallet, tablets, phone.

The not-so-obvious stuff:

My baseball.
Digital radio.
Crib board.
Crossword dictionary.
Little screwdriver for my glasses.
My Guinness rugby stress ball.
My Badly Drawn Boy-esque hat.
PSP and charger.
One pack of playing cards.
One pack of playing cards for magic tricks.
My 11-in-1 multi-functional tool.
Pad of paper and pens.
My trusty copy of Baseball Prospectus 2010.
Multi-vitamin sweets.
My encyclopaedia.

Well, I think that's everything. Hey guys, thanks for helping me pack!

God bless you all.



PS. There's nothing left in the house worth stealing, so don't go getting any ideas.