I cant wait till tomorrow. Its old boys, so everyone is coming back. All my friends from the last three and a half years are going to be here for a weekend of partying and mayhem. I can’t wait to see them: Emma is already here, and I saw her briefly on Tuesday, but we need a good catch up. Charlotte of course, the prospect of whose arrival has me squealing in anticipation. The inimitable Steve, harbinger of jollity, thief of leftovers. Becs, scott, and ness. Chris, who I really ought to catch up with. Oh, there are too many people I cant wait to see. It feels like Christmas eve – I just hope I can get to sleep okay, as I’m going to need my energy.