So with the 'rents away for a bit, and the house owned essentially by Daniel and myself, I'm learning how to do a whole lot of new things. Domestic things, like washing and cleaning and such.

Its really odd! Prime example, I'm cooking stir-fry tonight. Now, to most, thats the easiest thing to cook ever. I've just never done it before. So it's all exciting and new.

The other thing I've been doing is catching the occasional Bus. Catherine and I were complaining about them today. I'm not as anti-buses as she, who thinks they should have a test before you get on the bus to identify if you're an idiot, and if you are you're not allowed on the bus. In fairness, I saw some of the loud shouty idiots who got on her bus, and I understand her concerns, however I feel it might be a little harsh :L

I do find my bus funny though. The public one this is, not the school one. For example, today, i had some random woman trying to talk to me, who kept grabbing my arm. Another who was shouting something about Cambridge. And another who ranted about her shopping bill. To herself!

That wasn't even whilst I was on the bus. On the bus it just got weirder. An old guy tried to get to the back of the bus, but caught his leg on a teenagers bag, which he hadn't yet pulled in.

The old guy grumbled at the back, supported by the shopping-shouty-woman, to which the kid turned round and started mouthing off about how rude he was. The woman sat next to him, who turned out to be his mum, instead of apologising or making amends for her sons rudeness, agreed with him!

Then it gets weirder, because crazy Cambridge lady then somehow managed to bond with the Mum over complaining.

Im not even sure how it happened.

A happy ending to be sure, but an odd one. Magical you might say.

Maybe it was! Maybe she was a crazy wizard woman.

Who knows. It is Huntingdon after all.