On a visit from Miss Gibbs, and my imminent return to the South East

It's been a while since I've posted anything, so I thought I'd give you a quick update. Hazel came down to visit myself and Rachel on Thursday so that was a bit of a chuckle, we undertook a rich and varied program of events, including a comprehensive though rather uninformed tour of Exeter, and an excellent trip to Exmouth yesterday afternoon (which seemed to feature rather than the average number of frightening looking dogs - distressing when both Hazel and myself find 'man's best friend' somewhat fiercesome). On Friday evening Hazel, James and I went to see The Pirates of Penzance. Rachel was in the orchestra and, as it turned out, one or two folk I recogisned were in the cast. It was a good production actually, although it was slightly more expensive than it need have been thanks to the fact that I was entrusted with buying the tickets.

I also have recurring memories of Hazel opening her organizer at various points during the few days, in order to sort out the exciting Scotland trip a few of us have planned for, wait for it, September. That is, by my maths, about six months time. When I was one, that was half my lifetime! I mean honestly, talk about forward planning!

So, I am heading for home tommorrow (or rather my wonderful Dad is coming to pick me up) and unfortunately leaving poor old Tim on his own for a couple of days, since James left for home today and then I hope to get some sort of temping job, probably packing boxes or something stimulating like that.

Right, gotta get back to packing!