Hello... we're back. After nearly a week off from blogging.

We've spent this week mostly trying to get Craig organised for going off-shore to work. We've booked his survival; the week's training you need to do... where they do all sorts of insane things like put you in a helicopter simulater, dunk you upside down in water and then expect you to get out.

Craig however thinks it's become a lot tamer than the last time he did it (he previously worked off-shore for 10yrs B.K. (before Kelly)). Apparently they no longer set a real fire in a room and then ask you to cross it. It's just simulated smoke now. Huh! That makes it really easy then, heh?! Joking. Still sounds unbelievable awful to me.

Craig's also been on to all his off-shore contacts trying to get a foot in any door.

However, it looks like there may have been an eleventh hour reprieve. The dad of the little boy who Craig does some work with, has offered him work on his estate. So Craig can work with him to bulk up his now reduced hours from the school. Hurrah! So I guess I keep my house buddy.
I had been thinking about how I would get on without him for a few weeks at a time. We'll cancel his survival tomorrow.

Because of all the uncertainty, we have not booked our flights to Tenerife yet. But I plan to do it now I'm confident that Craig will be able to make it for the whole 2 weeks. Contrary to Dad's advice, I think we are going to try and do the hellish journey from London. It's nearly £300 cheaper than going from Exeter. Craig is going to ask Mark if he'll drive us over to London and we'll do public transport home.

Trying to get organised for the holidays, I bought a dress from ebay this week and it arrived today. Oh. My. God. It looks different from the photo! It's the most hideous thing ever. It's shapeless and kind of orange with flowers on it. Terrible. So I may have to do some actual shopping in person to get some stuff.