I came across a photo from Angie's wedding in my archive; it made me laugh (which is always good thing during revision) so here it is - Anne's right nostril:
Yesterday I handed in my last piece of coursework (not including my dissertation). Please God let it be my last, don't let me get any foolish notions about returning to education ever ever again.
It will all soon be over and i can start seriously looking for jobs (although i don't actually graduate until November). I am tired of it all at the moment and it is very tempting at the moment to pack up my bags and go and start up that hippy commune in New Zealand that was so tempting to Esther and me at the end of our final years (as long as I can take all my books with me, my computer and my mp3 player).
Conversation in this house is a little sparse at the moment. It's a struggle to find something to talk about other than speech and language therapy and in the evening sometimes we just end up slumped around the dinning table in almost unbroken silence. Luckily we have foxes living in our garden at the moment which provide us with alternative conversation topics and moments of distraction when they come up to our living room window. It's amazing how exciting the wildlife in your garden can be when you spend most of your day tied to your desk (sigh).
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