These Are The Good Times.

5 Jul

So I’m back home in Cheltenham for the last time.

It’s kind of a weird feeling. The room that I’ve spent the last two years in is only mine for another week. After that, it’s going to have somebody new living in it, with their things on the walls, their clothes in the closet and lamp on the bedside table.

But now is no kind of time to get maudlin. I have a week left with my friends, and it’s going to be fun, not a chore. Making the most of them before we’re all cruelly sent away from Gloucestershire, and away from everyone else.

So...what do you think?

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