Ahh! A glorious long weekend of writing, chatting, bikeriding and occasional dancing. Stats below:
Average Temperature: 23
Drops of Rain: 0
Words Written: Plenty. Beyond that, I can’t say, as I resolved not to take my laptop, which turned out to be a very good decision.
Novels Planned: 2
Kilometres Cycled: 67
Quokkas Sighted: 29
Speed at which I want to turn around and go right back again: Lightning
Thankfully, we are already calling it the ‘first annual’ retreat, so perhaps I only have twelve months to wait before we can do it all again.