I see the phantom tagger is back.
Be a man and say it straight out, I'm a big girl now, and quite capable of accepting that not everyone appreciates my witterings.
Simple choice, don't read anything of mine, or read it. Fuck off with your tagging you coward.
Anyway, back from Belgium, had a really good time. Was thoroughly beneficial to my studies and I'll be recommending it to the year below me.
Have been offered the opportunity to attend as one of the "crew" of students employed to help, advise and assist.
Bruges seemed very, very, pretty. When I say 'seemed', I mean I couldn't see through the hangover I had acquired by not getting back from the previous night until an hour and a half before we had to leave.
Drinking until 6am is all fine and well when you're 20, but at 40 it killed me. Spent most of the day looking for discrete places to throw up.