Alice the Camel

If i don't go on holiday, at least i can reap the benefits of my friend’s excursions. I'll have a whole bunch of novel key rings by the end of the year. One such kumpel returned today bearing this rather fetching addition to the plastic wonderland my keys are buried in. Makes me want to break out into that catchy Camel song we used to chant at school, you know the one...

Alice the camel has one hump.
Alice the camel has one hump.
Alice the camel has one hump.
So go, Alice, go.

Alice the camel has no humps.
Alice the camel has no humps.
Alice the camel has no humps.
Now Alice is a horse

Beach with a side of sea please

Holiday is the buzz about the office today. People going, people returning, people booking, everyone's on it! I didn't think i'd be so bothered, i'm saving for big adventures next year, but floods of holiday snaps and bronzed skin adorning my news feed is turning me green with envy. Green however is better than transparent, no? I think the beach is calling.