The SnippEthel

Because this blog is both badly written and uninteresting, I have decided to kill The Snip and go back to my old self, in french on http://ethelici.blogspirit.com, see you there!

It's that time of the year again. With regret, you think of the past weeks when you were just lying on the sand, drinking fresh rosé and contemplating semi-naked people. Cricket is over, flying over canyons too. Soon, it will be too dark to play tennis in the evening. Everything seems so far away... even your tan is slowly fading. You have to do your own washing up now. Your alarm clock is on. You are back to work and you feel tired. You already look forward to your next holiday, a few days at Christmas, months from now. Your colleagues look just as depressed as you are, that's the only thing that comforts you: everyone's back to work. Everyone? Nooooo... I'm off for a week on the beach! So long my friends!