I flew to Orkney a few times, tiny rattly plane. On my own, first flight since I was 6.
I loved every minute especially the turbulence. The pilot chatted throughout including when flying through the sunset 'if you look out the windows on the left, mother nature is doing something wonderful'.
I always loved holidaying on my own.
That's my idea of a nice break.
Because of my health we usually have a few days away in self catering cottages, often on the moors or in the dales, ideally near the sea. Probably boring as hell for many but it's perfect.
One was next door to a stables who were great about getting a disabled ex rider back in the saddle. Good times.
yes my son is a very huggy person says I love you mum every single day, when he's off work and if he comes shopping with me he holds my hand still, every time he gets his wages he buys me something, I mean my watchlist on eBay is 200+ 
One day (if she lives that long which on current standings looks highly unlikely), skanky's poor kids will look on her just like I do my "father", a useless parent, a self-obsessed waster and not worthy of anybody remembering them kindly. 
) and my god physically she’s a mess. Those are the worst hair extensions I’ve seen in a long while, she has the skin of a 30 year old leather sofa and her face looks like a half-melted candle.
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and with that I bid you all good night and await further revelations!
