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Today is my last day at work this week, thank god. Tomorrow, Him and I are off to Southampton for the day, having decided that going to France might pose a serious danger to April in terms of us filling her with so much booze she may collapse and die.

It's been nearly four years since I left Southampton, and I'm stupidly overexcited about going back there tomorrow. I haven't decided yet if I'm going to have a proper snoop around the university, or if we'll just go into the town centre, grab a shakeaway ( http://www.shakeaway.com/southampton.html ), and see if the shop that used to sell the best trousers in the world is still there.

As for the rest of the weekend... haven't decided yet. Except that at some point the house needs cleaning in preparation for LotusMomma's visit next month. Doom!! (The cleaning, not the visit...)

Most of all I'm hoping to finally get some proper sleep, as the cost of my insomnia in radiance lotion and anti-fatigue foundation is becoming extortionate.

Wish me luck, and send me some sheep to count...