drip drop

Last minute blip, suggested by Haydn.

The morning consisted of an absolutely pointless trek into Falmouth for a 30-minute lecture on something we'd already been taught. This was followed by 2 lunches, a shit-load of How I Met Your Mother, ridiculous amounts of insecurity and a nice sketch.

In the evening I went for a free meal at a church in Falmouth care of the christian union. I was pretty nervous about going, for fear of being an outsider, but Emma graciously took me under her wing, and I had a brilliant evening.

I was greeted home to my flat sitting in the corridoor having a nice long chat, which for some odd reason was mainly on the subject of the royal family.