So, I finished uni. Huzzah for that. I'm back home now, having spent much of my free time over the last few months writing, drinking and playing football down the park with friends. Turns out I'm pretty good in goal, as long as it's one of those tiny ones that I fill about 80% of.

This Saturday an old friend and I are venturing into the woodlands around my village on what will most certainly amount to a photo-taking exercise. I'd link you to her on here via the magic of HTML, but I am no internet wizard. No internet wizard at all. Still, look forward to the fruits of that adventure.

If the sun pays us a visit later, I may pop out into the back garden too. It's stunning out there at the moment - the day I came back was also the day the rest of my family returned from a summer holiday, and so the garden has designed itself a wild and colourful mess.

Unfortunately it's cloudy as apple juice right now. If I had been smart I would have taken photos yesterday when I was out in the garden reading. But I'm not smart. I'm a fool. So there's that.