Darlo's World

So I’ve been home a few days and it wasn’t until last night that I managed to actually see English night sky. Since landing I’d found myself getting tired around 7.30 to 8 ish, while it was still quite light out, and waking up naturally at about 7 o’clock the next morning. Quite nice really.

Um … not really much to talk about other than the fact that today I’ll be scouring the internet for a place to live next year. So if you’re in Leeds and have an extra room, get in touch.

Oh, I did have a hot in flight meal spilled on me on the plane by one staff member, but because it was an accident and the poor girl had clearly been having a really bad day I laughed the burningly warm sensation off rather than be “that guy”.

Gordon Bennett that sounds depressing, like I’ve come down with a terminal illness. Well truth be told that is kind of how it feels. You see this time next month I’ll be at the airport getting ready to board my flights (changeover in the UAE) to return to the UK. I can’t even gain an extra day by saying “well there’re 31 days this month”, so I guess I should be glad I wasn’t due to head back early March. I’ve also started to think of it like when I used to anticipate Christmas as a child and thought things like “only 10 more sleeps before Santa comes”, only now it’s like “only 30 more obligatory commutes (15 if you don’t count there and back seperately) to Kobe from Osaka”. So not much more to say, other than take it away Blue Eyes.