Sorry, been a bit busy this weekend. My brother is off to the land of the rising sun tomorrow, which meant that this weekend necessitated a trip down to Nottingham to see him and various elderly relatives before he disappears halfway around the world to teach Engrish to Japanese businessmen. Cue a day of grandparents talking about how it only seemed like yesterday that we were starting school and more chicken salad than I ever want to see again. Nice to see him before he disappears, though; must remember to put together that list of Japanese games I want him to send me for my birthday.
Monday was perfect windsurfing weather, which was a shame, because I chose Sunday afternoon to go windsurfing. Still, wasn’t bad, though, and Tatton Mere is much, much better than Trafford Water Park. It’s also handy for a day out, because all the non-saily types can walk around the park whilst I sail, and I can come in at lunchtime and have a picnic.
I also appear to have bought a PS2 and R-Type Final. It’s really very good. And very difficult.
I’m sure I’ll think of something actually interesting to write about by this afternoon.