Day 325.

© Ruth Johnston 2010.

Back in England. It's good to be home, but I've had a great time and it's been a good, if not short and small, life experience. I now know that if I can say, "no" to the street urchins of Paris, I can say no to anyone.

Day 237.

© Ruth Johnston 2010.

Today I went out with Lucy and she took me to Hammersmith and over to Westfields in Shepherd's Bush. We passed the Hammersmith Apollo and this amazing thing greeted us, 'Gervais' in 20ft high letters, brilliant. My sister was hinted at getting tickets to see him again, but I just can't afford it at the moment. I bought lots of nice new clothes, which makes a change, but it's now dawned on me that I have bills (and other horrible things) to pay for in a few weeks. Urgh.

Day 224.

© Ruth Johnston 2010.

Last night was Redbull X Fighters - these past two nights, I've just passed out in bed from exhaustion.
It was good though, even if was delayed by around an hour and we didn't get to see the end. I saw a pretty awesome crash and a cool guy in hotpants and tights - yep.
Also, Amir Khan was there, we had pretty good seats, but he still was teeny-tiny because he was so far away.

Day 210.

© Ruth Johnston 2010.

Moon won yet more tickets, this time to the iTunes Festival to see Biffy Clyro.
We had dim sum, it was delicious, I was so full all the way from Leicester Square to Chalk Farm that I didn't speak, we waited in line for over 2 hours because didn't plan the day well enough, but it was quite a fun gig anyway. It's the second 'free gig' I've seen them at within the year, Moon and I are clearly favoured by the iTunes people.

Day 205.

© Ruth Johnston 2010.

So I was out for my friend Lucy's birthday tonight, one annoying thing about having to take trains everywhere is having no choice on how long to stay and when to go home, needless to say, I am home early, but I had a really nice time.
We went to the AllStar Lanes, Bayswater and played a game of bowling - of which I lost - and then went on to have a delicious meal followed by this↑ cake. I think they went on to karaoke, which I wish I could have done, but I had to leave at 10 for fear of not actually knowing how to get home - but when I got to Wimbledon, I feel as though this was a con, oh well it doesn't really matter, it was still a fun evening.

Day 180.

© Ruth Johnston 2010.

...And I'm back on track.
Today I went to see Portsmouth University's pterosaurs that have made a home along Southbank, they look pretty much like gargantuan cuddly toys than anything that resembles paleontological studies, but I'm glad I saw them. I also went to a recording of The Cube, if you're unfamiliar with it, where were you last October, it's only the best programme ever, as is any with Philip Schofield. He seems like a genuinely nice gent, he was going to come up into the crowd and take photos with us but I think someone whispered in his ear not to so he let us take some ones of him like this instead. We were really quite close, I'm looking forward to seeing it on TV though as the run through of a show like that gets pretty boring. Fizz from Corrie was our 'celebrity', not sure how much else I'm allowed to say, except that we cheered and clapped a lot whenever money was mentioned. I think I'm going to try and relax tomorrow and catch up on my blogging/news.