Well I’ve just returned from 18 Plus’s 2006 Brean weekend over at Brean near Weston-Super-Mare. The second year in a row that I’ve been there and I had a great time meeting people I’d met last year for the first time and making new acquaintances.

Still single and didn’t meet anyone special at Brean. There are times where you do meet someone one and it nearly goes somewhere but fails and the reason’s not obvious, not the right time, not the right place, too far away, too much trouble, too little faith in one’s self. This time I was just on planet Zog. Did have a cracking good talk about fusion reactors though

Driving back through Glastonbury I had a fantastic view of the Tor frame between two hills but trapped behind the wheel with the camera in the boot it will be a memory I will have to hold in my head and perhaps only one day capture on film.

Had some excitment on the way back when I managed to stall my car at a roundabout in Salisbury and then couldn’t get started again. I ended up having to call a mechanic out to fix what turned out to be a problem with a module that controls the distributor. It’s a first time for everything and I’m glad I didn’t break down on the motorway as it would have been far more dangerous and expensive.

This evening the plan was to go out for dinner with Kirsty to Kachina in Shirley. Kirsty dropped by just after seven and we toddled off down Shirley High Street. Looking through the window outside the restaurant I thought I spotted people I knew but wasn’t sure as they were all wearing party hats.

On walking through the door I was pleasantly surprised to find Kath, Shelly, Jane, Ali, Hugh, Richard, Steve Thomas, Caz and someone who I hadn’t met before Phillipa already waiting there for us. Here I am in Southampton with a bunch of friends that are prepared to turn up for a meal to say goodbye and now I’m off to Essex with having to start over again with it all. As I always thought its this fact that giving me cold feet about going to work in Essex rather than the new job itself.