one cup of decaf tea

After a herculean effort to get back from South america, I find myself in Yorkshire life far too quickly. Got back to Huddersfield at about 3pm on saturday after putting to use my new found skill of sleeping anywhere (sorry Dad... I was a rubbish passenger!). Thanks to my extended stopover in Atlanta, 2 Samuel Adams (oh yes I did and had a lovely chat about micro breweries with a lovely guy called John from Boston), and a double jack daniels, I had tricked my body back into UK time and after going to bed at a very reasonable 10pm, I proceded to sleep for 14 hours!

Upon waking, I discover nothing has changed in Yorkshire. Mist, and later rain. Oh the Joy. I am supposed to have spent today planning and preparing for school tomorrow, but have instead adopted the role of layabout student. I have bought baked beans, baking potatoes, orange juice, tea, eaten a pub roast dinner and pissed around on the internet. The only thing that has challenged me today has been looking at my wardrobe of clothes. After having a bath I took a full 30 minutes trying desperately to make sense of having a choice of clothes to wear. I kept looking at my backpack with longing as if it had answers. it didn't.

SO with complete lack of preparation I have made a chicken sandwich for tomorrow and am heading to bed with a funeral march for my summer ringing in my head. For minute and questions, I salute your onward journey and hope the rainstorms subside soon.

By the way, as far as i can find out phases of the moon are the same for both northern and southern hemispheres at the same time (given the time difference) just the image is reversed.

inti