Back in the UK at last

I am back.

I have stopped panicking over the Lyme's thing -- if I have had it, I have had it for 2 years, so there is no immediate need to do something drastic. I will make an appointment with my GP and follow it up this week though.

I am up stupidearly, thanks to jet lag. (Which was the name of my old racing dinghy, a GP14, just as a completely random factoid). I have been touring various pigeonholes collecting paperwork that has piled up over the last three months. There was less of it than I'd feared -- the usual bills and whatnot, but on the plus side, it seems that I have won a St. Edmund's Charter Studentship. I applied ages ago, not really thinking I had much chance, but there was a letter sitting waiting for me today. It is worth (I think) 750 pounds a year for three years. OK, not exactly huge money, but better than a poke in the stick with a sharp eye, and such thinks seem to be useful CV material around here so I am very surprised and pleased right now. On the less good side, there is no sign of a replacement hole in the wall card from Bank from Hell, Barclays. I think I will just go and open an account somewhere else tomorrow -- I have a huge pile of cheques to pay in, and I am buggered if I am going to pay it in somewhere I can't get it out again.

7.18 in the morning, I am in the lab, doseybat is tucked up in bed asleep back in college. I will head back there shortly, I think.