Still with the tonsils aching, I woke up in my girlfriend's brother's bedroom in Reading. He wasn't there. There's nothing weird about it. I was just in that room; that's all. Perhaps I shouldn't have mentioned it.

We had a mission for the day. We had to go out and find a suitable present for someone's 21st birthday. We'd failed the previous day and we were not going to let this small thing defeat us. How exactly we ended up in a DIY and garden centre, texting pictures of an item back to the house, I don't quite remember... but it seemed to work and the appropriate item was purchased.

Back at the house there was a full-blown roast meal on offer and I'm not one to turn down a hot dinner. Why, I've had as many hot dinners s I've had hot di... you get the idea.

Sadly, the meal was to mark the end of the weekend in Reading for both myself and the lady who had taken me there (well, I'd driven, but you get the idea). It was time to go our separate ways. I had to get back up north for work and the like. With university starting, my girlfriend needed to get back down south to attend. We said our goodbyes and parted company. I drove for 5 or so hours on my own (I probably had musicals for company - Jerry Springer : The Opera and Avenue Q are never too far away) and she who shall not be named to protect her innocence had a friend to accompany her down south.

Being in a long-distance relationship, you have to deal with these things. I'm just happy to be in a relationship and dealing with a bit of driving, or a bit of separation, well, that's not exactly difficult. It's not ideal, but it's character building.