Ah, the central line, cancelled trains, drizzle, night buses, roadworks, people offering you crap free papers – it’s good to be home!
It’s also good to be a student again, though the excess of free time I have at the moment looks like it’s going to be crushed by the mindbending reading I have to get through for my lectures. Hopefully at some point everything will start to make sense, possibly after a few pints. I’d best keep a notebook handy…