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Friday 7th Apr 2006
So yeah . . . after work, flattened a load of huge cardboard boxes (thinking ahead here, to imminent final move out of Leeds) and whilst doing so . . . "What is that noise?" I thought. I looked up the stairwell, none the wiser. Then I looked outside and noticed how windy it was. Hmmmmm. So I've got seven flattened cardboard boxes (the kind you would put a laser printer or CRT monitor in) and I'm thinking of walking home in that. I have a little practice at carrying these but can barely hold them all at the same time. Ah well . . . better ring M**** then. M**** picks me up, I dump the cardboard boxes at home and we head for Morecambe, hoping to catch another of these glorious sunsets. Only problem: the weather was still really windy and the heavens had clouded over. Ah well . . . but, hark! Is that not Morrison's over there? Yes, I used to work there. Let's get some dinner. So that we do. I was most disappointed to be unable to find anyone working there I recognised, but then it was, erm . . . twelve years ago? Twelve years? Yeah, that sounds about right. Blimey. Erm, yeah . . . so I think that's everything. Can I go now? I did also bump into Danny today. Hope Street Danny or Danny as in Geoff Danny Francis (they all used to live at Hope Street, number 10 I think it was). Although it was more a case of Danny bumping into me going, "Jonathan," and me staring at him blankly. "It's Danny." This is often how we greet each other. In subsequent e-mails, we arranged to meet at college 'Social Bar' on Tuesday night. I've no idea why it's called a 'Social Bar'. Of course, that just gets you in the mind of other bars, that are not of the social variety. I haven't found them yet.

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