23 Dec 2007 (Sunday) 

The doorbell here doesn't work. Hasn't worked for ages. Pizza delivery people have to ring us and complain that the doorbell doesn't work. So, today when it rang I was surprised and obviously interested to know who it was - not to mention the fact that nobody knows me here really and Simon's friends have never come around here. It's 'The Church Of Jesus Christ and Latter Day Saints'. Ok. So the door bell doesn't work for pizza but it does work for Mormons.

And the actual thought that goes through my head is 'God moves in mysterious ways'. With only a smidgen of humour intended, there. (no that's not sarcasm either).

Long ago, I went up to Glasgow for induction for a week. Whilst there I had an opportunity to enjoy the wonders of The Normandy Hotel (!) and the amusement of Storm's training courses. This was also the first time I'd flown in ages, and so - when I got back - when I saw in the logs someone searching for 'justin fletcher' (with AOL search of all things) and reaching the diary, coming from a host at 'British Airports Authority' I found it quite amusing. More so when I realised what I'd written on that first day. Nobody from there had visited the site before, or has since.

However, now I'm flying out to see Mum and Dad for Christmas and I'm a little bothered. Will my name be flagged up for writing such things ? Am I actually going to get to see Mum and Dad ? Well, we'll see.

I rang Caroline to ask if she'd mind my leaving her present behind, because it's probably not a good idea to take along something that you've been asked to carry for someone else. Only I woke her up... and now I feel really awful . It's quite bad that I can't actually open her present on Christmas day . Oh well. Actually, it's crappy that I can't be with her on Christmas day, but that's a whole different problem.

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1 Dec 2007 (Saturday) 

There's a bag of sweets on the table. You can't eat them. Because when you do there won't be any more. You might have one, but then there's one less. And if you eat them all they can't be replaced.

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