Anyway that was Thursday pretty much. My only memory of Friday is walking down the High Street and discovering that they have begun to put the Christmas lights up (I sort of wish this wasn't my only memory of Friday, because its not a great one).
Then, today, after doing the breakfast shift at Crossline (an excellent Christian homeless project in town run, mostly, by volunteers from the Uni Christian Union), I got back and Tim and Lucy had made one of those excellent spontaneous decisions which make uni so great...and there we were, before we knew it, walking along the beach in Dawlish (for me, the second time in seven days). And, most importantly of all, we had scampi and chips for lunch at a pub. Amazing!
Sorry this post has been not especially deep or thought-provoking. This is partly because it is getting quite late and I am quite tired considering the fact that I got up at 7 this morning. And partly because thought provoking things happen only when you least expect it, not when you are looking out for them.
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