Tamworth and Leeds
Oh man, Bob Catley is a fucking rockstar. He’s basically a superhero. I met him, and shook his hand, and was all “yo AHS, check out Bob Catley,” and they were all “woah, his music is awesome!!”
We went to Tamworth for Jenna’s generic-winter-festival party and saw her dad and sister and town. We had a great party.
Then I went back to Leeds (again) to share Liz’s birthday party with Chris and Norman at their four-fifths atheist domicile…
Then I came home. I got back to Leamington and almost kissed the ground with happiness. But not because I’d been away, but because of what happened while I was away. Basically, I was glad to be home without regretting being gone. Let’s leave it at that.
That’s the summary of all the decent things that happened this weekend. Not at much detail as last time, I guess I’m just not in the mood.