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Couldn't think of a title so that will have to do for the moment. Day started off slightly disappointingly but ended on a nice high, which is always nice. Finally got round to going to the library, was held up for about an hour and a half beforehand mind. Parents wanting to send letters meant having to wait for one of them to be printed and bundled only to find that the second "Oh can you post this one as well" actually meant 'Can you wait ten minutes whilst I write another letter, and then you can post it.' That ten minutes actually became half an hour and therefore the last post was missed and they wont be collected until Monday morning now. Oh well, that's their problem not mine.

So anyway, I got into the village and posted the letters, poked my head into the library only to find that it had been taken over by some dance group. I had checked the Birmingham City Council several times whilst pondering the visit and it definitely said (and still does) that the library is open on a Saturday. What a wasted journey. Although, I did actually quite enjoy the stroll down and to compensate for the disappointment, stopped in the newsagents on the way back and bought some chocolate that I hadn't had in a while. A Drifter, a Toblerone, and a Fry's Orange and Peppermint Creme, my all time favourite chocolate bars - even if they are very expensive. In my opinion they are like Stella Artois - reassuringly expensive.

After that I managed to procrastinate away the afternoon pottering around doing nothing much before the arduous task of deciding what to eat for dinner came around. My family are for some unfathomable reason, cursed with the inablilty to make a decision about food and the prospect of having to make the effort to cook it as well quickly brought about the idea of eating out. This turned into another debate as to where the best place to eat out would be and it would almost have been easier to stick to the original decision. We eventually decided that Frankie and Benny's would be the restaurant of choice and off we went. A small wait for a table resulting in being massively overcharged for the pre-dinner drinks with three totalling £16! The rest of the meal was more successful and we didn't have to wait long at all for the meal once we had sat down. Followed off with the customary Godfather dessert which I shared with Mum. I almost think it is somewhat illegal to visit F & B's without the dessert and that it is some kind of unwritten rule in my culture. I do remember being bitterly disappointed when they had run out of cookies on one occasion and I nearly vowed never to go back, a decision which I am most grateful for having never made.

Well, that about sums up today, I'll try and find the time to post a quick update before I leave tomorrow.