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I was early for my meeting so I went for a wander along the river. Next to a swan.

Housemate chats in the kitchen. Tattoos, a shared dinner and the continuing shower saga. It’s almost over. He almost bought a shower rail.

The horrendous fish scene shower curtain. 


My mum’s elbow is my elbow. My elbow is my mum’s elbow.
Learning bizarre Dutch phrases
Becky’s dinner for us all and talking science with Mike. Turns out time is not linear. And something else to do with photons.