Voovit...

My lounge is now nicely decorated with an extra 3 Voovit boxes . Voovit is a lo-cost shipping company which has provided me with the means to ship three boxes full of useless stuff home. My parents as you can imagine are extremely happy about this. I don't think they were expecting the spare room (i.e. my old bedroom) to become my "stuff room". But there you have it. I can already picture my mum dragging me back into my room and repeatedly asking me "do you really need/wear this?", in the vain hope that I will get rid of my precious possessions. I wonder if money and blackmail would work?

I have just read an excellent article from the Economist about cliches. Isn't it amazing how languages evolve and change with time. I will always remember the first few months living with V and L, spending numerous evenings in the company of their friends trying to decipher their language (ie. French but "young people's french!"). I am happy to say that I am now fully fluent in "le langage de la rue".

I could conclude this post by mentioning Thursday night's evening at the Albannach where one drink turned into five ... but that would be pointless :) . Who am I going to change the world with come next week ?