Picnic, Thunder.
What am I doing, honestly. I came upstairs to crack on with work at 8.30pm, and it's now 12.51 and all I have done is foraged for a job that I have to pretend to apply for. Incredibly productive session all round, I see. I wish I had more pressure on me to do it. My deadline is Monday at 12pm and yet I still don't seem to be motivated for it. Le sigh.
In other news, I had the loveliest day from the afternoon onwards. I spent the sunny, yet more than breezy hours sat on a picnic table in Waldringfield park talking to Samantha, Sam and Oscar. It was such a lovely day despite the cold wind, so we ended up in the warmth of the Maybush Pub. It was lovely to see Oscar finally, even if it was only short lived. In our time spent together, the four of us compiled a summer 'to-do' list that we must complete! It had the most fantastic ideas on it, like crabbing in Aldeburgh followed by fish and chips, and beach parties followed by an over night stay in the beach hut. What more does a summer need? I can't wait for said list to be put up on Oscar's journal so we can all sign over our souls to it, and see how many we can complete.
Although it's not entirely over yet, I have enjoyed this pouch of easter holidays more than I imagined. It's been so good to see all my friends again, and strangely, It's also been quite a humbling experience. Being back in Suffolk has reminded me how pretty the area I live around is and it has made me glad I live here. The only down side is that it has made me sad I have to go back to living in a city for a while once sunday comes around; though I guess i need that contrast.
For now I shall go back to listening to the rain and the thunder. I do love a good storm.