Shizzle my nizzle

Hey there, seasons greetings to y'all.

So I have seen my family, bought all the food and I need and gone back to the woods for a few days so what am I doing sending emails? Well, I thought I ought maybe to have some water so I have popped into town to buy some water, another A4 pad of writing paper and maybe buy some beer. Of these it was the need for water that drove me to be here, I developed a stong craving for it over the night; maybe I'm adicted?

Last night was excellent, I spent a happy few hours sitting by the fire listening to the radio and cooking some very nice food. I'm a complete convert to cooking over an open fire now, this is probably a good thing as the Jetboil seems to be taking a holiday from working. Come about midnight I realise that it is now Christmas Eve and it really is very special to be sat under a clear starry night basking in the orange glow of the fire as sparks dance in the air. To get into the Christmas mood a little more I change radio stations from listening to Fabio and Grooverider for a little while and as I tune into the Westminster cathedral Choir singing Silent Night the fire flared up giving off a brilliant white light. For a moment as I sit there it feels as though the people I have lost are there with me. It was really rather like those Christmas moments you see in films and did make me feel very christmassy indeed. After that it was back to the Drum and Bass as a sausage slowly cooked over the heat from the fire.

I like living in the woods