Sunday 19 August 2012

Sunday 19 August 2012 Mudburgers

After three days of silence from Skipton, where KK Catering are doing the Beacons Festival, there was an anguished text message at 3pm: 'I'm alive  but I want to come home so badly, likely to be late on Monday, as will be working until 2 or 3am again and hopefully leave cleaning till tomorrow.'

My reaction: (1) Oh no! When can I go and get her? To Skipton if necessary...
(2) Wash, food and drink to make you feel better, though sleep is what you mainly want...
(3) Surviving this means you can survive anything life throws at you.

Dave's reaction: 'Stop worrying. It won't do her any harm.' And a text to CA: 'Chin up. Mud doesn't harm you; it strengthens you.' She replied: 'Lol. Too true.'

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