On again

Civilisation is not overrated. In the last 12 days that I have spent in the lap of luxury that is England, I have eaten no less than 46 pork pies, and consequently developed a belly. Some call it kwashiorkor.

Then why, I hear you ask, am I about to fly to South America? I'll be gone for 8 weeks, slumming it on steak and fine red wine, trekking through Peru, Bolivia, Chile and Argentina. Bananas. This is a lie, but I'll say I'm doing it for you. Welcome back. 

With love

Ps. I'll be joining with three girls who curiously call themselves "the bois". I may link their equally unfunny blog at some point.