A more sober post about last night/this morning.

After having got wrong off the security guard, Peter, for the third time for being too noisy, Flatmate-Colleen and I went to B&Q car park, where we pushed each other about in a trolley. Unfortunately, I landed on my elbow when I got out, and Colleen hadn’t been holding on to it to stabilise it. It hurts now and keeps weeping all over the place. I hope I’ve not ruined my new skirt! How do you get blood out of denim?

We sat on the roundabout after that, waving at passing cars and lorries – and the Police! Luckily, it didn’t seem to be illegal to do that

C said, on the phone just now, that I’ll not be able to graduate cos they’ll kick me out if I’m bad. I’d best be on best behaviour from now on, eh?!

categories: Life and Stuff
tags: breaking things, Colin, friends, police
series: Doing a Damo