Ho. I'm back from abroad. Hi. Make yourself comfy.

I'm too crap to remember stuff, so I wrote down all the interesting (sic) things I wanted to recount. But you're going to have to wait until tomorrow, as it's now after midnight and three pints have done hitherto unforeseen things to my mental faculties. I would say "hic", if I could spell it.

So, until tomorrow! I feel strangely nineteenth century. How odd?

*This is absolutely true. He was! And very polite he is too, a charming young man with old-fashioned manners. Unlike that Gareth Gates, he's a rude bwoyee.