Again, not a terrifically exciting day. Not much more than a quick trip into Helston before lunch and little else.
I did start playing Medal of Honour: Spearhead as there was little else to do.
I saw the old year out in the traditional style with my dad watching Jules Holland on the telly and sending a festive e-mail to lots of people as close to midnight as I could.
Only two more days now until I drive back up to Oxford and to the other life. When I’m here Oxford seems like a distant dream. When I’m in Oxford here seems like a different dream. It’s rather strange.