I’m up rather early for me – I haven’t seen a 7am in quite some time. However, yesterday my old fried Charlotte came to visit: she has an interview down in Kent today, and needed somewhere to tay the night. It was great to see her. Last night, we all went up to the o2 for a meal, and had a superb time. The food was awesome, the conversation great. I was able to catch up with news from Manchester (that makes it sound so remote) and generally reminisce. We didn’t get back too late as C had an early start, although as usually happens when I see her drink started to flow – old habits die hard. I just waved her off, wishing her luck and hoping it isn’t too long before I see my old friend again.