Pay the bloody cheques in that I always forget I have in my pocket (cheques equal 3 weeks on average). That gives me 4 days to get pissed – unless my week starts on a weekend. Would definately take the week off work.
What’d I do really? parachute jump, warbird flight and dive with great whites are the only three things I really don’t wan’t to miss out on, have done every other daft act I fancied. Take my daughter to Disneyworld (no desire to go myself, but for her) take my wife to Adlards restaurant in Norwich. Actually, the whole family. I’d make the visits i’d need to, and drag my family and friends around with me (the last boredom i’d subject them to) and finish up with a massive great party, the whole hog. Tempted to try some coke to see if it’s worth the hype – hardly gonna kill me then, is it?!
Basically, eat well, treat my friends and family, spend as much time as possible with them, having fun, and die on my feet, smiling.
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