Yesterday I took an impromptu trip to the beach across on the Wirral with my friends Dai, Matt and Laura (I guess I was entitled to bunk off job hunting because I hadn’t seen them for a while). It turned out to be extremely windy so we built a fire. Matt decided to continue his diet of eating anything and everything, by boiling a cockle on the fire in a shell filled with mineral water. As he was about to eat the unfortunate cockle he dropped it in the sand, but still ate it anyway.
I attended Katies cell group for the first time last night. The subject of the meeting was the art of storytelling. I wasn’t entirely sure what to expect but it was pretty interesting (but felt a bit like my old A-Level English classes). And I learned how to escape a rhino (run in zig zag lines, because apparently they have difficulty turning). It was also the first Christian gathering I have attended in months so now I feel good about myself. My toothache is too bad to write anything more so I’m going to the dental hospital now