Flying Visit

I'm home! ...in rainy/sunny/rainy/sunny Leamington Spa.

Before I've even unpacked I'm being forced to pack again. Once again, I'm just not stopping... one thing after another is being thrown at me.
I got back Sunday evening (and saw the middle of the Federer/Nadal game - gutted he lost), and went straight to Helly's for a meal with the girls. On Monday I had to get to Birmingham for an interview with a supply teaching agency. It went well, so I'll start working with them when term starts in September! Today I have had to shop to get everything for camp, and I have spent a small fortune because bras and cosmetics and tights and torches and all things camp-related are bloody expensive! Tonight I'm nipping into town for a glass of wine with Becca, a catch-up with Alasdair, and a quick hello to everyone I've not seen in the past 5months or so. Then tomorrow I have to hop on a train and get myself down to Devon for camp. No rest for the wicked, eh?!

Graduation day was great. The Grad Ball sucked. My last few days in the house were a bit shit because arguments were blown out of proportion, but that's a long story to be told when I'm not rushing about like the Mad Hatter.

Camp's going to be emotional... just hopefully in a good way. We'll see. I'm sure there'll be lots to write about on my return!