Back at work then. I don't have the energy to type much. I only got back from Colchester yesterday and I've sold my car so I walked to school. It took fifty minutes. I need to go back to bed. My parents are staying at my aunt's. Explaining why is too much effort right now. Suffice to say- semi-moving to France in march, flat in England not ready etc. I have slept 3 nights in my own bed over Christmas, 6 in Lincolnshire, 3 in Colchester, two of which were on the floor. Lincolshire was very nice, although I have eaten enough calories to power some sort of rocket to Jupiter.

There were 13 staying in Colchester at one point, as my godson and his brother were also over from San Francisco. (With their parents, obviously, being 5 and 2.) They like to get up early and run around shouting a lot, as children are wont to do. I may post a picture of them when I can be arsed. They look like angelic little cherubs and they can be quite adorable, don't get me wrong, but they are also a bit like a supercharged hangover in short trousers. This means I need another week off for sleeping. On the upside, I got lots of lovely new things for Christmas and a new sofa. Hurrah! Catch everybody later when I feel less like making myself a nest out of books and sleeping until the end of the day.