Well, none of that’s been going on.  I flew back from NYC on Friday night.  Apparently I worried the whole plane because I hadn’t checked in properly and they didn’t know how there was one more person aboard than they had checked in.  Had to be me…  Ended up sitting with two Italian guys and we chatted for the whole trip.  Funny how a 6 hour flight seems like nothing after hours and hours on the road.   Landed on Saturday morning, had a drink with a maths teacher from Exeter who had been sitting behind me, then my parents picked me up from Gatwick. 

Determined to survive the jetlag, I stayed awake.  Cable came to visit, and we attempted to go out but he was hungover and I was delirious.  We were asleep by 2am.  Sunday, we did loads of shopping, then my parents decided to give up on building the house and move elsewhere.  We don’t know where yet.  Everywhere from Keston to Canada has ben suggested.  Then today I started my new job.  I don’t think I should be a teacher.  Roll on the weekend…

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