Kind: Notes

Claire and I are back in Aberystwyth. We’re exhausted and hungry, so don’t expect this to be a long post.

In fact, that’s almost it.

Will write more when I’m somewhat more recovered.

It’s Claire‘s birthday on Saturday, and she’s made a plan! Just thought I’d share that news here in case anybody’s given up on reading Claire’s blog (it doesn’t get many updates, to be fair) and wouldn’t otherwise hear about our plan to shop, drink, and watch comedy in Manchester. She’s got the details.

I’m back at work today, after the ‘flu-like illness I had earlier this week. Noticing how much I was still coughing, a co-worker plonked a whisky-heavy hot toddy down on the desk in front of me.

I’m not coughing so much, but my productivity is shot.

A fortnight of glorious weather, and the very moment that the students return and term starts again, it begins to rain. Did somebody forget to leave the rainclouds at home with mum and dad?

With impending rain, tonight’s BBQ and fire is cancelled.

In other news, apologies to anybody who got a garbled text message from me last night. Orange fucked up.

In Aber? Pleased by the new smoking ban? Then come out with us tonight and we’ll visit what were the smokiest pubs in Aberystwyth for a drink or three. All welcome.

My apologies to anybody who – through kissing, licking, finger-sucking or just by sharing drinks – last night, I have infected with the cold I’ve got.

On the other hand, a good night out. Who knew that Tom would be such a great song-and-dance man? Or that Helen could have so many birthdays in a single night?

More to say, but for now I’ve got work to catch up on…

As Claire says, we’re definately due a party. Even if you’re not coming to the cinema tonight, drop us a bell and join us later.

My sister and her friend are visiting. We’re going out for drinks. Any of you are welcome to join us (just give me a bell and we’ll tell you where we are – not a text, please, I can’t reply); open invite. Pulling my sister not obligitory.