A very quick update on events since the last entry: Firstly, Sam came down for the weekend and we finally managed to get to Cambridge for evensong, which we’d been meaning to do for absolutely ages. Hurrah! Then Rob and I went to the Copenhagen jazz festival, and spent a week walking round the city from one gig to another in the sunshine, and managed to hear a bit of everything, really (most amusing was the OAP electronica). Straight after returning my family went to hear Jamie Cullum in Thetford Forest, complete with folding chairs and a picnic. And since then all I’ve been doing is working up the road, attempting to design websites and learn more Spanish and read ethno books, and getting considerably better at driving.

Last weekend I was dragged into singing evensong with New Buckenham church choir, which was hilarious. I wish I could have shared it with someone who would have appreciated how utterly dire the sermon was, or how amusing the psalm was (un-conducted, so everyone simply went at their own pace), or how entertaining the apostle’s creed was (chanted on one note with cheesey organ improvisation in the background). Unfortunately there wasn’t anyone else, so I just had to grin to myself. It was good though.

And today I found out that I didn’t get AHRC funding. Bugger. Bugger and oh well, at the same time. It is, after all, only money. Quite a lot of money, granted, but I’ve always been quite good at living without much of the stuff. I’m still going back to RHUL, which is the main thing, and my parents are going to lend me a bit. So all will be alright. If anyone wanted to know.

Going down to London tomorrow to See People – hurrah! – and then over to Wales next week to See More People – hurrah! I don’t have any money, but oh well. Amusingly, however, I do have a driving lesson at 8:30 am on the day of my birthday, next week. Which is fun.

And here is a website that everyone must visit: http://www.instituteofadventureresearch.org. The Institute of Adventure Research, or ‘Splendid things to do on a rainy day that might just kill you a bit.’ It is a work of genius, and I am determined to join in once I can drive - the rickshaw run in particular sounds like the ideal mental Christmas holiday.