I have spent most of my day cutting out shit and sticking it onto my diary, as well as hole punching and threading string through the back cover. Whilst I have been doing this my whole family have been panic packing for the various different places their going next week. I am all packed and sitting in my room like a satisfied child. However, my paps has just come home so I'm literally waiting for him to stomp upstairs shout at me for being so pleased with myself and "take the bloody dogs for a walk". Oh well, the joys of being back home.

On the plus side, paid for Uganda now just searching around for flights. Think me + Rosie are going to stay for a week or so at the end and maybe fly to Kenya for a bit off chill time and exploring.

au revoir x