Nicky, Bliss and I road tripped to Swindon today to go ice skating during the prolonged end of exams celebration weekend. Was seriously impressed with Nicky's skating but then he is just a little bit Swedish and his skridskoåkning (ice skating) skills are therefore (apparently) a God given right. For some reason I only ended up with pictures of feet, but then my (Canadian) ice skates are terribly pretty!
I'm now sat drinking tea and have managed to devour the majority of a 200g bar of dairy milk chocolate. The TV signal in my house has vanished so my planned evening of a CSI marathon has been dashed and subsequently replaced with tidying. WILD.