Kidult

The rest of our flatmates leave Nicola and I on our own for an evening, and we end up getting out all the soft toys we've brought to the flat and dressing them up and talking about all our adventures with them over the years ... well, we're still teenagers ... just ...
In case you're interested, from the left there's Mystique, Christmassy Vincent Hobbes, Sam, Pascal and in the back Harley (all mine), and Crackers on the back right (Nicola's).

Last prayer breakfast of this year this morning, it was nice to pray and talk with people and eat bacon sandwiches. Did a little revision between then and lunchtime, when I went to meet a new friend and chatted for a while. My best friend Lucy came by for dinner (and a game of Irish Snap) and we prepared our Christmas youth meeting, which will be the last one of 2011 and Lucy's last one.

Today feels like one era is coming to an end and I expect a new one won't be far around the corner. In spite of the soft toys.