The pot

I survived my night alone at home and had a lesuirely morning waking up late and eating eggy bread for breakfast.
In the afternoon debbie lucy and I met some first year physios in the pot. It was lovely. And now I'm on the train home from Abertillery with sarah and mike, james couldn't come tonight so we had to get the train but it's actually write fun. Youth was good too, we played sardines in the dark!