Welcome to the candle which will be burning at both ends. I am coming to the end of my essay writing sometime between now and midday tomorrow. I feel like my writing level has gone from the top end of Level 5 back down to level 3, but actually, all I care about right now is getting through.
All my Truro refugees have come back with stunning photos of Paris, which I am glad they enjoyed but feel crabby as I wasn't well enough to go. I have left a message for my sister to look at the Trivago deals re Norway and Sweden (Looloo bluegerl - I have taken your advice and will be having a break out there sometime in June).
Meanwhile I am a-sprinkling my assignment with critical essays and rewriting a LOT of it more academically. Pip, pip!!
I have finished the assignment, but I am having to go through it with a fine tooth comb and pare it back. Lots of pinting to proofread - a number of people have onlystarted tonight!! Either they are absolute geniuses, or they have lived it up at the Louvre and are crammin like absolute maniacs to compensate.