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Date: 12 June 2005 21:52:13
She did it! Took the flat I meant. Yes, Ms Miff is due to move out in less than a month's time. Off to the fleshpots of 'the other town.' Great excitement on her part - ('I've got a flat. I've got a flat! I'm going to be grown up!') Followed by the inevitable wobbles as she starts to worry about bills, tax, and all the hundred and one little domestic and administrative details that come with that enticing package labelled 'Freedom.' Mingled with worry re BF who's off to Peru in a few week's time. This she knew already. She'd sensibly decided not to mope around all Summer and accordingly is booked up to go to Cuba for a week with another friend. The complications and heartache have set in when BF's travelling companion let him down last week, just as he was booking flights out to S America. Had they known this was going to happen 6 months ago, Ms Miff could have arrranged to go along instead. Too late now. And to do her credit, when she heard she shopped around and researched other organisations that BF could travel with, hence the Peruvian thing. Trouble is that he's decided to stay out there for 9 weeks, which means they won't see each other until it's almost time for college to start. And precious little before he goes away, thanks to A Levels.
So it was a wobegone Ms Miff who phoned me yesterday morning from 'Download,' where she's just finishing at the moment. (Another sleepless night for me as I worry about her driving back down - with a detour into Surrey to drop off another friend who's at uni there). Ah, young love! I remember it well.
We're going to miss her. Me especially, despite all the dramatics and ups and downs of living with one extremely talented young lady, who's tried to pack 48 hours into every 24 since the time she could walk. And no girl talk any more; that's another thing. Lovely though the men in my life may be, I can't imagine that trips round the shops and cosy cups of coffee are going to figure largely on their itinaries.
My last assignment plopped back into my inbox yesterday. It was graded B, which though lower than I've been used to so far, was really not bad at all. (My tutor had warned me that he tends to mark fairly strictly). And really, I was less concerned with the actual grade than with the mostly helpful comments that came with it. Although...again....that wretched word limit. So, a good start and much to build on. Get negging, please, people, as if I can just get one more piece of work off before we go away , I should be nicely on course.