I spent the weekend with Roban.
I haven't really much to say because it was blissful and even though we did very little, it was all very special.
Rowan showed me her various schools on the way home.
We laid around and talked a lot, and had an early night.
In the morning, we got up at my favourite time (4:30 am) and put some clothes on, and went out. My shoes made too much noise by Rowan's were silent. Converse are better for sleuthing.
We went to Rowan's primary school, went round the back and hopped the fence and went into the playground, which was a hill. Rowan pointed out things that had changed since she left, and how small the shed looked now.
At the very top of the hill we sat on some logs organised in a circle. Apparently pagan rituals are on the curriculum now. It was a little chilly, but we hugged and kept warm.
The view was astoundingly beautiful, and looked like the tracing paper landscape pictures you make when you're younger. Then the sun rose and the blue above looked like the saturation had been whacked up to max.
We listened to music on my speakers and it was lovely. After an hour or so we moved on, down to the park, where we sat on the swings and listened to more lovely music. There were some chavs there that weren't very nice, and after asking if we had any Chris Brown (hahahaha), we decided it was time to move on.
Then we went home and had breakfast, and fell asleep again until eleven. And then we went back out again.
A nice man called Johnny came over and we talked about cameras, then. But I look terrible in the photo he took and I won't show it. (Vain like that, you see)
Hahahahaha
So then we went home, and laid about some more.
And then I had to go home.
The end.
I miss Rowan, in conclusion.