I've never been keen on Bank Holidays. To be honest I don't know why we have them these days. Especially the two in May which were connected to pagan and rural festivals which no-one adheres to now. Today the nearest we get to spirituality is a trip to Sainsbury's on a Bank holiday afternoon. Look at that motley pile of stuff. I only went out for milk, and spent £84... I blame that bottle of wine which seems to have snuck in behind the lemonade. But at least that was more pleasurable than being on the M5, as at around that time it was a slow moving convoy of holidaymakers enjoying the open road during a Bank Holiday relaxing few days.
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