Well it’s Christmas and like so many others I have returned home for a bit. Not that I really had much choice this year mind, corporate accomodation has a habit of ceasing to be so accomodating when you no longer have a job in the local area – although I shall be returning to sunny (and hopefully not so foggy) Exeter come the Spring. For now its home for two weeks, then Lincolnshire before settling in Sufolk for a while at least, I’ve gotta say its all been rather interesting.
Had the big exam on Thursday, weird really, there’s nothing like the pressure of ‘If you fail theres a goodly chance we’ll give you a P45 for Christmas’ and yet I almost certainly did the least revision and was the most laid back. Fair bet that that’ll have to change for the next assessments which I’ve been assured are appropriately harder.
Naturally enough having had our last full day on thursday, plus an exam and the fact my birthday got ignored earlier in the week as people were too busy studying – we all got absolutely wasted. Twere lots of fun – even managed to convince my mostly non-rock colleagues to go to the local rock club, although it was rather light that night.
...As opposed to my head the next morning. Tequilla is not your friend. Never the best at hangovers though I am I did manage to struggle in to work to collect results, which as everyone passed was a rather nice way to round out things.
Got my mum to tape ‘Hogfather’ whilst I was away, just watched it. I’ve always been on at her to read one of the books if only to understad where half my references come from. Rather a good adaptation I thought – not as good as the book, but then what TV/film version is? Although this does now mean that my mum thinks I’m even weirder than before – as I said about halfway through ‘welcome to my moral compass since I was 9’. I do love those books. Anyway hope you have a merry Christmas, you deserve it if you’ve managed to read this much codswallop.
Here’s to the sun rising tomorrow ;)