Home Again... Cross the Waves

Sheez.

This has been the longest day.

Up, Work, work, work, Pub, dinner, Drinks, train home, accosted by these two idiots at the train station and then they went sailing.

I have drunk 8 JD and Cokes. Pubs don't put enough alcohol in their alcohol.

Tooli is out partying, after a day in Glasgow. Si is up a hill somewhere, which is where he is most weekends when the weather is nice and there are Scouts to be entertained.

Exams are finished. Summer seems to have re-appeared. Beach Volleyball tomorrow, and a continental market. I sense a lazy day ahead of me. And sleep. Lots of sleep.



And today, my Da would have been 76. He's been gone 26 years. He's been gone 5 years longer than I had him alive. I was wondering today, if maybe the mother-ship has access to the internet, and then maybe he can see my blips and catch up a bit on what's been going down?