Horrified by a return to London…

I find myself horrified by the prospect of returning to London. Norfolk is providing an incredible escape from all the crap I’m supposed to be dealing with at the moment that I don’t really want to have to be dealing with, but can’t see a way to avoid. I really need a couple of months of something radically different. My cousin Chloe came around this morning, and she suggested that we take off around the West Coast of America for a couple of weeks. I said I’d love to if I stumbled upon a spare five grand.