A Bug's Life

One event-free journey later, I am in Edinburgh only a little the worse for wear. I think if I'd had half the luggage, or an hour shorter a journey, I would be a good deal better.

sphyg, I didn't exhume the knitting needles for you, sorry. But I imagine there are many people in Cambridge who could lend you some.

ceb, I have taken the dress up to Edinburgh. I'll bring it back down if I can't find a suitable place to take it.

bugshaw, I have left your walking stick at Peterborough station because I am some flavour of numpty.

rmc28, the heap of books on the dining table is for you from ceb.

I think Edinburgh has grown steeper since I was last here, and it is with some trepidation that I survey my snow-covered walk to college.

It's cold; I'm in bed with an enormous snuggly duvet, my Eee (with which I wrote bits of TAFF report on the train) and WiFi :-)