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The flat-hunt has been looking a little less positive these last two days. Both the possibilities have turned out not to be. Ah well. I’ve found a few more leads now though, and in the meantime have resorted to making … Continue reading

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So. Tuesday night I went out with Ted, Ken, Virginia, half of Delays and some other people. It was a good night. I’d been somehow worried about not getting on with anyone back here but I shouldn’t have been. Everything … Continue reading

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Watched Ted and the Delays boys on local TV last night on a ghost-hunt at some old manor house. A classic and a half. Today it has been drizzling in a typical English style. I sat in a cafe eating … Continue reading

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Spent a few days up at my Dad’s place before he drove us down to Kent for my uncle’s surprise 50th birthday party. It was good enough fun, not the even of a lifetime or anything, but alright anyway. We … Continue reading

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I spent a good six days at my mum’s house, sorting out my posessions to give to charity and burn, mainly. I am now weighed down mainly by CDs. Still, three days left until I jump into the vortex of … Continue reading

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Another couple of days and I am already used to the UK again. Sort of. I bought a galaxy caramel and a can of cherry tango yesterday and it came to £1.30!! Unbelievable. A bacon butty is still £1.20 though, … Continue reading

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After one last, fantastic night at the Blind Eye, all that was left was to take a few hours kip and get my bags. It was a public holiday in the Czech Republic yesterday, so I got to say goodbye … Continue reading

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Somehow Amanda has managed to get a flat within a week of getting back. Norwegian money, I dunno. I could sure do with some of that western money myself, though everyone is telling me that getting jobs in Brighton is … Continue reading

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Can’t believe I’m going home to this. And also, I’m sure one or two people will find this picture as amusing as me:

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In the post today: A CD containing the contents of my old hard drive, including every article, essay, diary thing, e-mail, chat history, everything. I now have a complete catalogue of my Southampton days and can begin to piece it … Continue reading

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