I was waiting for my parents to come back from Devon on Friday night, and it got later and later, until I heard the crunching of gravel outside. Instead of just the car coming in, a recovery lorry was carrying it! That was rather amusing, and more surprisingly, they were in good moods about it- odd.

I had an interesting weekend. I went to the sunny area of London known as Herne Hill to visit my sister. The visit was extremely nice and we got up to lots of cool things. First of all there was a little problem meeting up with her. I got an earlier train to Herne Hill on the Thameslink and so I set off to her flat on instructions from a reliable source that told me that she would be coming from the flat anyway- foolishly, I believed her. However, things corrected them after a short time, and I was engulfed in the book I had downloaded and copied to my phone (I am determined to find out what the fuss about Python is, and now I’ve read ahead in the book it seems that the examples at the beginning are awful! Anyway, after arriving at the mansions we chatted about things. After a bit, we decided to go to the South Bank. We had to take the bus as the Thameslink wasn’t functioning past Blackfriars. Once there I saw, for the first time, a mass second-hand booksale that’s apparently there all the time, under a bridge. It was interesting, but being not much of a book person, I bought nothing. Next we wandered onto the Watch This Space outdoor entertainment space outside the Royal National Theatre. At first, all was quiet and we were drawn to inspect the treasures of The Caravan Gallery. This was amusing and we, or at least I, had fun filling in the questionnaire at the end. After we had finished these though, the floor came alive as an event was starting. Cliffhanger! by the Bash Street Theatre was this event and it was hugely entertaining. It was a silent movie with real-live piano player (who was extremely good and must have been extremely knackered at the end)! After all this, we went back to her flat, had dinner and watched Vanilla Sky. This was a good film, and messed with my head a little, but Memento still holds the title in my books for the Head-screwer and I recommended it to my sister as a must watch before falling asleep. On the second day, we went to the Imperial War Museum and went to The Animals’ War exhibition with the family whose kids my sister used to babysit for. This was good, but personally this wouldn’t have been my number one choice of exhibition to visit. After this we went to my sister’s local pub which she speaks highly of. We narrowly beat the hail that came tumbling down onto the roof, and rain down through the roof! After a quick slurp, we went back to her flat, picked up my stuff and went back into town armed with an umbrella. We went to another pub in town and met her friend. We sipped on drinks and ate some food and afterwards I went to King’s Cross and got a train back to dear old Huntingdon. The journey was made short as I spoke to my dear friend for the first time in a long while. I got home and went to bed.
For another entry on the weekend, one can visit my sister’s blog entry and read the fourth and fifth paragraphs.

I’ve just been forced into visiting my grandparents in Devon straight after Pro Corda. Although this shouldn’t be too bad, I’m going straight after I get back from Pro Corda and leave a day before school starts starts. How unnecessary…

Today has been boring. I got up, wrote a letter and that’s just about it.

On a silly note, isn’t this image outside the old Addenbrookes?

As I write this, I am listening to: Paganini: Violin Concerto No. 4 in D minor (Accardo, London Philharmonic Orchestra, Dutoit), however as I was typing it ended, so I started playing: Paganini: 24 Caprices for solo Violin, Op. 1 (Perlman)

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