Slightly calmer today.

Kirsty is cooking tonight, accompanied by Bob Marley. She rates him very highly, uttering the immortal line
'Dusty f***ing Springfield !' in disbelief when the afore-mentioned beat Bob into 2nd spot on 'Stars In Their Eyes'.

Claire has gone out with her folks, so we two are going to watch 'A Beautiful Mind' which I hear is very good.
I thought 'Gladiator' was one of the best films I have ever seen, so will be interested to see how Crowe tackles
a thinking movie.

Last night it was 'Meet Joe Black' which I really enjoyed. Brad Pitt was mesmerising, even if the hair was a shade too blonde.

The film made me cry, although I didn't need much excuse yesterday. Pretty much everything I saw set me off.
I blame it on the gurana drink I had in the afternoon when I was feeling tired. It left me feeling buzzy & paranoid.
Oh yes, and tearful.

I was going to tell you about the whats/wheres & whens of being upset, but in truth, it's nothing we haven't
discussed before. It's just that I told myself I had come to terms with leaving & it's clear I haven't.

I went awol for a little quiet, thinking time after work yesterday. I hadn't been gone very long when I received messages from Claire & Trina asking where I was & if I was ok. I told them I had just been food shopping (which was true) I would have felt silly telling them the real reason I had gone.

Enough rambling for now, I will let the pics do the talking now.

The first ones are from our night out on Saturday.

They prove that drinking is neither big nor clever.

However, it does make for some very amusing photos.



'He doesn't look at all attractive, quick, drink these'



'That's better, he looks gorgeous through these'



'I'm not pissed darling'


These are from Sunday, when I met Bloo,



Point to the neddies ear, Briggsy



Caption competition for the Bloo one perhaps ?

And finally, I know these will cause much hilarity & need little explanation.



It's that cat with the feet again

Tomorrow is my last day at Trelawney.

Cx