It was nice to spend the weekend down in Bristol and to see Ian. Even now when I drive into Bristol, coming off the M32 into St Pauls, I get the feeling that I am home. It's really weird and hard to try and explain it, but I guess the city just feels 'right' for me.

It was ncie to see the boys again. I have always felt a little but like they're Ian's mates and I'm just there because I'm his wife. But after 6 months of being away and then us all going out to the pub together, I did kinda realise that these people are my friends as well as being Ian's friends, and I did feel kinda welcomed back into the fold, as it were.

The Hatchet was absolutely heaving with people of Saturday, but by the looks of it a lot was to do with the fact that Rocky is on at the Hippodrome (Am sooo pissed I'm not going to see it). Went to the bierkeller aswell...was okay, but I think I've grown out of the whole metal thing, well some of it at least. I want tunes I can dance to now and seem to be embracing the Industrial and ebm stuff more and more. Although we did dance to Poison by Alice Cooper which was a giggle...Not a tune you expect to hear :)

Hopefully I'll be moving back down by the end of the month, if not a bit before. I'm really looking forward to it.