School's nearly out and thing's are winding down. Papers are handed in, deadlines are passed and we're all just a bit more cheerful.Lunch at the fleece found a group of nearly 20 slowly diminish until only four of us (die-hards?) remained. Simon, Paul, Jenny and I had one last well-deserved pint before departing.
With no stories to chase, no reports to write, no library books to check in, what's the hurry?
