He Would Be 24.

I took this picture when I was walking around Cathays Park with Lydia this morning, before a mandatory noodle-based lunch with her and Lucy. I'm going home this weekend so it was nice to squeeze in some social time first.

My Dad picked me up from Crowthorne station, and as we pulled into the driveway I could hear the sound of frantic hoovering... I feel too much like a guest when my Mum cleans the house in anticipation of my arrival! I will have to rectify this by taking on as much cooking as possible over the next 56 hours.

Hope you all have a good weekend :)