Well. It has been quite the couple of weeks.
Melbourne is a fantastic city, and I wish I had taken photos.
My grandfather, whom I loved and still love, is now in a beautiful old cemetery.
Working in a cafe is very tiring.
Flying with a cold is bloody awful.
British accents are infectious even when you’re determined to avoid them.
Few things are more valuable than hugs.
And I am so, so glad of the mid-semester holidays.