I don’t know why, yesterday I did a wonderful tour of England for the princely sum of 30 quid. I took a bus to harrogate, a train to york (where I experienced the worst rain of my life, people were actually screaming in the train station) a train to Doncaster followed by my final journey to Scunthorpe.  All in all, it was wonderful.

I am now in Bartonia where I am sorting out a few of my old possessions and deciding which I should set on fire.  Meeting with some old friends today (it could be you?) and then I will be heading to Manchester tomorrow for a mini reunion!

Want to join?

Other news, My mother asked me if I had been taking something today. Am I that unreasonably happy?