THE week has flown by since my last entry – time seems to evaporate on this course.
Spent last weekend in Edinburgh, picking my way through streets of drunken bodies after the nation’s footballing victory. It was great to be back in the windy city – it still feels more like home than London.
It ended up being a very expensive trip, as, on Friday afternoon, at about five, I realised I’d left my train ticket at home. My flat’s over half an hour away from uni so there was no chance of retrieving it. Clever me.
No amount of begging at the ticket office would save me.