December 28th, 1984
I swear, I blink and Christmas is over. All of the build up, the preparations... And this happens to me every year! I don't get it!
It's been an enjoyable few days, though, I must say (and no work! Bonus!). Well, minus the bit when I was walking back to my flat and it suddenly began to absolutely pour (I hate the fact that it sometimes rains in London in December) and then this bus came out of nowhere and completely drenched me as it zoomed past! I was not amused.
Oh, well. At least it wasn't that cold and I was nearly home.
I still can't believe that it's nearly the end of 1984. Where has the time gone?
(And Ingram? We are not forgetting New Year's this time! We're going to celebrate it properly.)
It's been an enjoyable few days, though, I must say (and no work! Bonus!). Well, minus the bit when I was walking back to my flat and it suddenly began to absolutely pour (I hate the fact that it sometimes rains in London in December) and then this bus came out of nowhere and completely drenched me as it zoomed past! I was not amused.
Oh, well. At least it wasn't that cold and I was nearly home.
I still can't believe that it's nearly the end of 1984. Where has the time gone?
(And Ingram? We are not forgetting New Year's this time! We're going to celebrate it properly.)