Trembling Madness

No, that is not my current condition. Well, maybe. Because I was looking at Caribbean islands for the winter, and Doug asked me if I had gone mad. Surely I want a winter pub by a hearth.

Well, OK. He is my spirit guide, as always. I’m going to England in January; staying up in York at a place called – wait for it – The House of Trembling Madness. Staying in The Haunted Chamber.

Thanks, Mr. McKain. No, seriously. Old guy feels like he should go to the sun and beach just because; spirit guide pulls him back to beer, fireplace, and book.