I saw the family today, (Auntie, Uncle, Cousins, Dad, Nana and Grandad) and we went for a meal at a pub called the Old Horse. When I say 'meal', I meant a 'feast of a carvery'. My plate was piled high. I only just managed to eat all the stuff that'd been put on my plate.
Dad, Auntie and Uncle came back to see my room afterwards. It was Camille's birthday last night, and there were still streamers and balloons and whatnot all over the hallway, which suited me fine. It made my room look pristine in comparison.
I'd almost forgotten that it was Sunday, and therefore the Pub Quiz...but I went along anyway, and I'm rather glad I did. We ended up winning by 2.5 points, which gave us a rather lovely £50 note to play with. Being typical students, we ordered lots of pizza. The rest will probably go on alcohol I won't drink. But I was rather amused, however, that one of the questions was about the Tivoli Gardens that are in Copenhagen.
