I'm re-starting my university career soon. 3 weeks from today (Monday) I shall be back in lectures learning and all of that jazz. I'm off to do an MSc, a wonderful MSc of Oz. Or at least of the physics and technology of nuclear reactors. Emerald city and nuclear powered hot air balloons here we come! Honestly though I'm kinda worried about it all. I mean it's been 2 years since I did any physics or, indeed, anything that really taxed my brain and I never had a work ethic to begin with. I'm not sure I'll be able to blag my way through this as I did with the 4 years of my MSci. Ah well, if all works out in about a year from now I'll be living near Kuke or some other lucky soul and providing their electrickery through the magic of fissioning atoms. Don't worry guys and gals, I rarely sleep on the job...

I'll probably get up late in the afternoon and shuffle round to your house in time to watch Cheers and talk about how useless going to Uni was, while drinking lots of tea and plotting to take over the world.

I can't wait!

I keep meaning to buy some slippers. Feet always cold.

Cheers buddy.