The Cellar Dwellers' Countdown To The Sun: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, At Last Off!

There were times towards the end of a lowly and inglorious year when I knew it was not me out there playing. I would project myself five weeks ahead, into holidaying, resting and relaxing, leaving a clone to participate on my behalf. Sure, I gave 100 per cent - of what was left.