so the dissertation is handed in, it ended up being titled something along the lines of 'public awareness... the DFID.... ', not sure really it was all a bit of a blur, got it in just 40 minutes before the deadline, i always feel so ashamed crawling into the office at such a time, but you dont get any bonus points for handing it in early.

so now i have 4 glorious weeks off. i know i have to find some full time work but i refuse to think about that today. also on the refuse to think about list: where we will live in the summer, where we will live next year, is it goin to be a 2:1 or a 2:2, will steve be happy being stuck in a classroom 5 days a week instead of diggin in the great outdoors, should we just pack our bags and run away to mexico.

but its nearly may, the promised month when everyone returns to the UK. that will be nice. its great to hear of people enjoying their travels but sometimes its nice to have friends home.

and spent last week avoiding dissertation work by catching up with all the old boys from the pub. they never fail to entertain me and provide me with wasted afternoons of not a lot.

one of them has just got out of hospital after a bit of a breakdown, it was so sad to see him sick and then he disappeared for a few months, but now he is back and well and allowed to see his daughter again and has sold his house so has some money. he deserves it.

the gardeners and brickies were grateful of a couple of rainy afternoons, never met such a group of men so allergic to rain. but their spirits are higher on those days than on a sunny one so its always nice.

and then there is a real gooden who is wasting his days until he joins the army in a few weeks. cant help but thinking what a terrible mistake he is making. he is so gifted in so many ways, the kind of person everyone wants to be around. but thanks to many years of being beaten down by the swansea mentality, he wont believe it, so the army it is (although a lovely dealer who is taking me under his wing as the granddaughter he never had has promised me an interactive globe if i can talk him out of it so we'll see).

so things are good and im going to get on with reading a nice trashy novel whilst i have no uni pressures. cant be bad.