Midnight Walk
Today,we has band practice. We were, quite frankly, marvelous. Things are really coming together. I fashioned a microphone out of a broom and some sellotape, which is rather effective AND saves us £20. It's given us a rather 'working class alternative' look, which is nothing to be shaken sticks at with.
We then decided that it would be cool to get a few people to come with us to Fen Ditton. We got Phil, Nicola and Alex (after getting Alex by surprise in his house). We walked to the field known as Stumbridge common and sat there, which was what was meant by Fen Ditton. Then we decided to go for a walk. The walk was a lovely one. I love going there and it makes me remember good times.
Despite some people's incapacity to enjoy it in even the tiniest way: the nature, the silence, the dark, the excitement of these things, it certainly was not ruined for me.
I has a proper conversation with Alex, which was a most pleasant experience.
Titch rang to tell me that he was in Heathrow and that he'd been trying to ring me but failed, and only managed to get through to a dodgy Italian bloke. He had a wonderful time from what I heard =). To hear him again was simply wonderful- I missed him so much and yey! I'm seeing him tomorrow *g**g*.
Wonderful.
Ah, such a walk (about 6-ish miles) has left me with that lovely feeling where you're pleasantly exhausted and could just drop off into a deep, peaceful sleep as soon as my head hits the pillow.
My scalp still thinks it's wearing the hat.
We then decided that it would be cool to get a few people to come with us to Fen Ditton. We got Phil, Nicola and Alex (after getting Alex by surprise in his house). We walked to the field known as Stumbridge common and sat there, which was what was meant by Fen Ditton. Then we decided to go for a walk. The walk was a lovely one. I love going there and it makes me remember good times.
Despite some people's incapacity to enjoy it in even the tiniest way: the nature, the silence, the dark, the excitement of these things, it certainly was not ruined for me.
I has a proper conversation with Alex, which was a most pleasant experience.
Titch rang to tell me that he was in Heathrow and that he'd been trying to ring me but failed, and only managed to get through to a dodgy Italian bloke. He had a wonderful time from what I heard =). To hear him again was simply wonderful- I missed him so much and yey! I'm seeing him tomorrow *g**g*.
Wonderful.
Ah, such a walk (about 6-ish miles) has left me with that lovely feeling where you're pleasantly exhausted and could just drop off into a deep, peaceful sleep as soon as my head hits the pillow.
My scalp still thinks it's wearing the hat.