I thought I should let all of you know that I had an absolutely fantastic holiday. This was mostly due to causing great affront to my Mum to the point where she was getting out the Who's Who's and pedigree almanacs in the vain (and vague) hope of shacking up with some gorgeous but stupid rich well-bred bint who is liable to restore the Smith Family Fortune.
Fortunately we didn't spend a lot of time with said family, as Mum and her two sisters hate one another, so it was just me, Mum, and Dad: although perhaps the three of us together in one place for any amount of time is not the best of things to happen. At any rate, I survived, and live to taunt yet another day.
You know, I think I'll go out with a Slytherin just to get her hopes up. She'd love a Slytherin.
Oi, Malfoy, we need to meet, remember? Don't worry, I won't touch a hair on your virgin hide.
Hey, loverboy, you need to pick up your present.