Taken

I'm actually writing this on board the alien ship, dear reader. They came to abduct me this afternoon.

There was a knock on the door. I answered.

The alien said, "We've come looking for men with massive cocks to take back to our planet. The woman in the corner shop told me to come here."

There was nothing I could do, hen. After a wee look under my kilt, they tied me up and we were beamed aboard.

Actually, all that's not true. Well, some of it's true... I'm not in outer space at all, but am indeed ready to drive down, tomorrow, to Bournemouth. Phyllis is going to join me a few days before Christmas. We'll return on 27th or 28th December.

I'll try to blog if and when I can and do my best at maintaining Fib Sunday. Don't forget to keep checking out Brian's blogs for reports on his trip around Scotland and the weekly phenomenon that is Haiku Saturday.

Above all else, enjoy Christmas, whatever you do and however you do it. I hope it's the best one yet, dear reader.