Dad and Susan met me at the train station in Redruth. I was still a bit dopey from falling asleep in the train. Not even the fear of missin gmy stop could keep me awake. I was greeted warmly and wisked away to the cornish seaside for a refreshing walk on the beach. I never new that there were surfers in england before this. They must be tough sorts because their neopr
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Taking a hnt from Tim Fox I have decided to set up a blog rather than spam all my friends. I will probably update this every day until May the 18th and every other day thereafter. What happens when I get back from Europe is anyone's guess. It has been thirty two hours since I slept for any length of time. My eyes burn, my tyoing is slow, I still can't spell. It's good to
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