Shrove Tuesday. Britta and I will be making Pancakes and covering them in Maple syrup, lemon juice and other goodies. Yumm.

Tomorrow I finish at Abbey Support. It will be the end of a pretty
intense 8 months or so. Oh and I have to ring my Dad cos it's his
birthday.
Tomorrow night I shall be the drunkest person in England. Hurrah.

That bastard Paul dragged me to the Windsor Castle again. Then Jim showed up as well…
A day of drama. Passport renewal, Flatmates coming and going. Oh dear.