Danger
I forgot to write stuff again...
Today I went to the MEA office and did lots of stuff. I really like doing the work with the letters and stuff actually.
Last weekend I went to Birmingham to see an Ansel Adams photography exhibit. It was really good, and I bought this huuge book with lots of his work in. Then afterwards we met up with my dads cousin and went for a meal at this place called Ego. I thought it was going to be a trendy place, the name sounds like some hip bar. But it was a nice mediterranean type place. We were talking til quite late, so we were driving along the motorway at midnight. Then we got a puncture and had to wait a long time for a rescue vehicle to help change the tire. We got home at nearly 2. It kind of sucked. And all the way in the car from Birmingham, before we had to pull over, I had this really bad feeling that something bad was going to happen. But hey at least we were all ok.
I caught my ankle with my razor last week, and it bled like crazy and I went through about 5 plasters trying to stop it. Its still really sore even though its been 7 days. It doesn't help that I keep banging it with my other ankle by accident.
Oh yeah, and on Wednesday I went to one of mums patchwork coffee mornings, because the lady whos house it was at has 4 dogs. 3 of them are King Charles Spaniels and the other ones a Pointer. They were very sweet.
Today I went to the MEA office and did lots of stuff. I really like doing the work with the letters and stuff actually.
Last weekend I went to Birmingham to see an Ansel Adams photography exhibit. It was really good, and I bought this huuge book with lots of his work in. Then afterwards we met up with my dads cousin and went for a meal at this place called Ego. I thought it was going to be a trendy place, the name sounds like some hip bar. But it was a nice mediterranean type place. We were talking til quite late, so we were driving along the motorway at midnight. Then we got a puncture and had to wait a long time for a rescue vehicle to help change the tire. We got home at nearly 2. It kind of sucked. And all the way in the car from Birmingham, before we had to pull over, I had this really bad feeling that something bad was going to happen. But hey at least we were all ok.
I caught my ankle with my razor last week, and it bled like crazy and I went through about 5 plasters trying to stop it. Its still really sore even though its been 7 days. It doesn't help that I keep banging it with my other ankle by accident.
Oh yeah, and on Wednesday I went to one of mums patchwork coffee mornings, because the lady whos house it was at has 4 dogs. 3 of them are King Charles Spaniels and the other ones a Pointer. They were very sweet.