To continue the spirit of the previous post, here's Katie's rather wonderful birthday present to me:





Furthermore, I have finally received my much-coveted Nic Parkes mug, which will be treasured in much the same way as my Uber Ninja badge. (Of course I still have it!) Now, I hear you exclaim, why all the enthusiasm? Well, perhaps unbeknown to Nic, I am pretty much banking on the idea that one day I'll be able to invest in one of his fledging companies and live off the proceeds No doubt he'll then go too far, becoming the sinister chief of a sprawling corporate empire, but then at least I could invest some of my capital gains into funding a left-wing politician to take him on. It's all win-win!

History Part I (erm, 'the thing I just did') exam results came out yesterday, which brought good news all around: I got my 2.1, along with everyone else I cared about, apart from the couple of you exceptionable people who got 1sts! So congratulations everyone Can we have the paper breakdowns and the actual marks now, Cambridge, pretty please?

Also! Last night Abbi came over for dinner and then joined my mum and me for Karoo Moose at the Tricycle. As ever, the intimate atmosphere of that remarkable theatre sucked you right into the play, which was - as Abbi said - pleasingly dark without being depressing. The energy of the actors was also incredible, and makes me wonder whether they simply collapse at the end of a weekly run. As always with the Tricycle, recommended. [Public shout-out to Diamond Geezer: next time you venture up North West on a cultural blogging tour de force, make it The Tricycle or The Lexi. Yes, I have some deeply partial vested interests here, but at least I'm not PR.]

May not blog again until after Newquay - the mega-holiday with Lucy, Abbi, Sanna, Saoirse, Robert and Emily - so have a good week and remember not to overdo your lettuce smoking! Now, off to attack my growing reading list of exciting new books...