So I’ve been home a few days and it wasn’t until last night that I managed to actually see English night sky. Since landing I’d found myself getting tired around 7.30 to 8 ish, while it was still quite light out, and waking up naturally at about 7 o’clock the next morning. Quite nice really.

Um … not really much to talk about other than the fact that today I’ll be scouring the internet for a place to live next year. So if you’re in Leeds and have an extra room, get in touch.

Oh, I did have a hot in flight meal spilled on me on the plane by one staff member, but because it was an accident and the poor girl had clearly been having a really bad day I laughed the burningly warm sensation off rather than be “that guy”.