Cullompton *sigh*

So, as you can see, I'm back in Devon.

Got in late last night after being cooped up on a sweaty bus - me not the coach - for 4 hours, listening to Paul recite "Can you speak Cantonese" over and over again in Chinese. This evidently proved to be a highly useful conversation starter/stopper with muvver.

Not much else to report except that my mother cooks the best Chinese food in the world - I was fed at 10pm last night - Paul sleeps a lot and I'm still unemployable.

:-(