I wonder if the chip shop is open
Its 10.45 so probably not, but it could be. I think its probably too much effort to walk down there and find out if its open, especially when I'm not sure if I could eat a whole portion of chips at this late hour anyway.
And yet, there is something comforting and rewarding about the chip shop chip that takes me to a happy place.
I just played all 30 songs on Singstar Party with Helen and my voice is cracked and broken. However we did set several new highscores; I'm coming for you Mat. You better be using that time at home to practice your singstar skills or there could be a new house champ brewing right here.
Easter Sunday was an awesome evening, due largely to the culinary magnificence of the lovely Helen, who laid on a delightful meal and an even more exquisite desert (Choc Chip Cookies, Chocolate Ice cream, Chocolate Sauce and Strawberries). I hope you are all suitably jealous.
Tommorow I finally depart the fair city of Coventry (Yes, John I'll turn the boiler off) and head back to my countryside retreat, where I shall go on long walks as I contemplate the final report into my CS project. While in the evenings I shall relax in my red silk dressing gown and ponder the important and meaningful philosophical issues that engulf us all.
More intruige and awesomosity soon.