Steven's birthday is in January. I threw another surprise party for him after dinner out. It was an all around good time.
I had asked the Brighton school to please, please, please let me go at Christmas time (I couldn't do any more), but they couldn't get a replacement for me quite that promptly. Plus, I agreed it wasn't what was best for the kiddies. FINALLY February rolled around and after a long night out at two bars...
...it was time to bid the seafront adieu. That's me on the left...I seriously don't recognise myself anymore. I've never been so happy to see the end of an era. The good news is that I made some good friends there and though it's a chore to see them, when I do, it's wonderful.
Speaking of which, Kathleen came to stay. I took her to the Old Man Pub in the dead of winter.
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