Last night was the ex-hall reps social jobby. We went to On The Waterfront which is, as its name suggests, on the waterfront. A hilarious and fun evening was had by all, and myself 'El Presidente' aka James H and Holly shared a magnificently large and unusual duck pizza. It was a very impressive construction indeed, I have to say. Conversation swung around a multitude of topics as it does at these sorts of things. These included one with Alex 'The BFT - Big Friendly Thug' about how parents always ask you about the weather when you phone them. Its so true, sorry 'rents!
Actually I've learnt a lot recently. On Friday at the crossline homeless drop-in evening I was talking two lovely old guys who were telling me lots of fascinating information about which mushrooms are good to eat and other dietry information. You'd be surprised at the wealth of wisdom available in an evening at crossline; I also learnt a great deal about pathology and the state of the NHS (too much, I am tempted to argue) from one guy who now has a bedsit and lots of ambition and a considerable amount about seventies music from another guy. Its all quite inspirational sometimes. And moving, too.
Yesterday I victoriously completed both essays. Well, that's not quite accurate, I finished the first draft, but I'll have to go through them both again this week to polish them up a bit, but at least there is a small light at the end of the tunnel. I hope to have them properly complete by the middle of the coming week. This afternoon, after church, I plan to read some of a book about three guys biking across South America, and then this afternoon I'm going with Andy Colquhoun (the man whose surname is impossible to spell but is pronounce Cahooon, Abe and Mark to see the ever-legendary Lemon Jelly which is exciting (and tickets were cheap).
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