It's a good question.

I'd wake up early after the best night's sleep imaginable. I'd eat the classic full English breakfast (and I don't regret it :)

A massage next I think, not becuase I need one, after all today I have no pain, but rather just because I'd like one. Then it's time to get into my teleportation device. It's mid summer, so a trip to the Alps would be a good start. A walk alone in the Alpine summer meadows would be refreshing.

From there I'd teleport myself to St Andrews for 18 holes of my best ever golf, with good friends, on the Old Course. For lunch, we have haggis with neeps and tatties which satisfy the mountain air hunger pangs.

After lunch we hop into the teleporter and go for an afternoon's skiing in New Zealand (where it's winter of course). We enter a slalom race. I win :) For dinner I pick up some roast New Zealand lamb and take it, and my friends, in the teleporter to France (where it's summer of course). We open fine red wine and eat dinner outside in the warm evening overlookng the sea. The guys have brought their guitars along, and we laugh and joke and sing late into the night.

  Loz

"Don't be afraid your life will end; be afraid that it will never begin." - Grace Hansen

Edited by Loz on 09/10/03 06:32 AM (server time).



    Loz
  • Life isn't always a matter of holding good cards, but sometimes of playing a poor hand well.