To be frank, this wasn't a day off we deserved, it was one we required. More of a necessity after a week of gruelling work than a reward. Granted, the reward was last night's drinking shenanigans.
Whilst the rest of the team spent their whole day lounging on the sofa and watching Friends, I was much more active: after five hours of watching Friends and eating leftover pizza, biscuits and anything I could fit into my hand - and then my mouth - I strolled to the beach for a swim. Which was more of a paddle as the water was no more than knee-deep and cold enough to make a snowman shiver. Still, saltwater makes my hair look bloody fabulous.
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