I opted out of tonight's 'pirates and fairies' bar crawl on the town; I wonder why...

This is about as public as things can get, and I really hope that the lecturer I am about to mention does not read the blog, but the truth must be told. The French culture lecture I attended this evening was quite possibly the most boring talk I have ever had to go to; I could honestly feel the impending spectre of sleep creeping over me, tapping at my shoulder, begging me to drop off.

I did, however, survive and the day could only really be described as really, really dull. Oh, although I did get to see a fire engine, but they sent me away before I could get a picture; I think it was a false alarm anyway...