And so...

...to England.

Huh.

Well, Croatia was rad, but I have decided that Bosnia was the raddest place I have been in a while. Now I'm in England and horribly bored. I get this vague, anxious feeling when I'm not working (even when I'm legitimately on holiday) so it's a bit shite.

Thankfully, the weather is gorgeous and has been reminding me why I truly believe England is the most beautiful country in May. The apple blossoms are out on our trees, the dogs sit for long hours in the sun; I love the birdsong as well, apart from at 4am. >:

It's still horribly boring, though. I don't have internets at my family home, which is a bit sad seeing as they are already driving me up the wall in that ineffable familial way. 

I'm at Huyton library now, stealing me some internet time under my brother's name before perusing the history section before I head into Liverpool to meet up with

patchworkgirl_ , who is incidentally now an enemy considering she forgot to tape Peep Show for me.

I'll also treat myself to a chippy tea tonight seeing as how vegetables appear to have shot up to a ridiculously high price here and then pine away until I can see that dirty minx saffronlie for birthday cocktails. And ratatouille, thereby fixing my vegetable conundrum.