I kinda went to Gdansk at the weekend for a joke. Don't get me wrong, it was a lovely joke. I ate sausage soup served in a bread roll and listened to Polish versions of Irish sea shanties. So far so lovely.
It went a little bit sour on the way home. Had my first emergency landing. I say it went sour, it went way more sour for the guy having a heart attack in front of 200 other people with no other in flight entertainment. Someone was taking photos on their phone - makes me embarrassed to be human. Poor guy - absolute best case scenario he's stuck in Germany and missed his holiday, whilst some arse blogs about it.
In other news Heart-shaped Bruise by Tanya Byrne is very good, unlike Blogger which has decided that it no longer likes paragraphs.
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