Paul's leaving drinks

There has been a bit of a run of leaving drinks recently... But Thurday's were pretty hardcore. I rocked up late (9pm) thinking that I couldn't do too much damage with only limited exposure time. Right. As if. All that happened was that celebtrations continued until early hours. I felt pretty ropey yesterday. But congratulations to the one person who had been out in the pub since 4.30pm: with stamina like that, all-night signings must seem a doddle!!

Rightio, I'd better get on with my dissertation before tomorrow.

Flights booked...

at last. I shall be leaving Blighty next Sunday afternoon... which will give me exactly six weeks before I start the new job. Yippee.

Harry Potter

Okay, this is nada to do with India... But I read HP on Saturday morning, finishing at around 10am. And I loved it. (I hope everyone else did too.) What an exciting ending!!! ;)

The day after my leaving drinks

The leaving drinks last night were supposed to be a sedate affair. But apparently it all went horribly wrong. Six hours of drinking is really not healthy. Fortunately, the turnover of attendees meant that there was always someone on hand who was comparatively sober. And this has meant today there has been a steady a stream of persons able to remind[enlighten] me of last night's events.

Roll-on India.