Postcard from the beach
In the usual fire drill-gone-wrong of the days leading up to a holiday, space and time seemed to get on top of me, though less than usual if truth be told. I had loads of things to blog about but whenever I got time to write, my bloody mysql server seemed to be down.
But thanks to the new wordpress iPhone app I can sit with my feet in the sand in a beachfront cafe and leisurely tap out a blog. Despite the iPhone’s merits, I can only post photos at the end. But, nevermind, I have only two for you.
Firstly is the bizarre sineage at Heathrow terminal 4: all the prayer room signs have been put in back to front. In my extremely exhausted state, I genuinely questioned my sanity. What is the reason for this tomfoolery? Perhaps the person who put them in cannot speak English or doesn’t like religion.
Secondly, is a photo of the sunset on this beach. I love holidays.

