Back.

And with banjo in tow, as promised, as well as a few interesting experiences.

St Andrews is a VERY dull place when there is nothing studenty to do and you don't like golf. Even at 2 and a half days we were hard pushed for things to do. There's bogger all in the way of comprehensive bookshops, and if you're looking for a CD that's not currently in the chart or known to everybody, forget about it.

Went to see Pirates of the Carribiean again avec mother (who is besotted with Johnny Depp), and am glad to report that the cinema is up to scratch, even if the screens are tiny. No, I mean bloody TINY. I can forsee frequent trips to E-burgh during my studency.

Anyway, got a lot of valuable resources that will save a great deal of time in the long run.

And I ALMOST ran into Sean Connery, but alas, I went for lunch one half hour too late. Ah well, I'm sure the paths will cross (He's in St Andrews quite a lot for the golf, the sad git).

Well, I'm all ready to go, an even though the town's shopping is quite definitly shit, I've a lot of money in thw bank, and a switch card is in th post, so Amazon, here I come...

Berwick is nice, but getting distinctly worse. As ususal. The accents seemed to have switched round from the bizarre amagamation of Lothian and Tyne accents, and people seem to have settled for the good old GeordieLight™.

Right, I've no-one to speak to just now, so I'll have a little fiddle with me banjo....


Tee Hee!