*Deep breath*......

Just got back from Holland and its shit and the weather is shit and England is in general...quite shit.

The only bonus being that Dad and Lesley are away in America for the month so I have the house to myself...or so I thought. Except mum has come back too and she seems to have "accidentally" sold her business and have nowhere to live. Oops. So it seems I may not have the house to myself after all.
Except, if Dad and Lesley find out then World War III will commence....
See, its all complicated now.

On a brighter note, I ADORED Holland and all the people. Miss my caravan friends. Am very seriously considering going to live there soon. If I had the money I would go tomorrow and wing it...but sadly without anywhere to live it's not really feasible just yet.

Speaking of money and jobs, I still have no idea whats happening with this job at the Geotechnical Engineers. My uncle (the manager)...yes I was a bit jammy....was supposed to ring me but hasn't. I've tried ringing but no answer and still no reply. So I don't have a clue. Apparently he is just very busy so I'm going to hang on for a bit and see what happens.

That's about it. Theres no food in my house except bakewell tarts.