And I am back from Holland. Alive, well, and laden with cheap beer and fags

Just had my second Christmas meal in 4 days. Bloat. Off to Holland tomorrow. More precisely, to Bleiswijk, just north of Rotterdam. I am tired, and not sure why…

So, it’s the Monday after the Saturday night before. And everything is fine. Everyone got drunk. A fun time was had by all (apart from the cut and maybe infected feet…)