Once again I most certainly had something profound to write about and I have become distracted. This time by the marvel of being able to use free wireless on the train back to London - the journey lasts about 7 minutes, so there's hardly enough time to drink my free tea and eat my free biscuits before cadging some free internet. Oops, excuse me - in first class it's 'complimentary', not free - like you've earned it, or something.
So, today was a glorious Bank Holiday. We went to our grandparents' house in Worcester, had a barbeque and I basted myself in the sun. Result: third-degree burns on my right arm that will no doubt result in it dropping off overnight. Gosh. I suspect that I may have to sleep in a bath of lavender and aloe vera mixed with crushed ice and some sort of extremely gentle moisturiser. Alternatively, I could leave it and have something to moan about for the next few days. Sorted.
And now I'm miles away from my point and seconds away from my destination, so I bid thee all farewell for now.
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