My throat was extremely painful again last night, and once again prevented me from getting a reasonable amount of sleep (as if I don't have enough problems with sleep as it is).
This morning I was up and about at 7am, and picked up a friend on the way to town.
I drove to meet two other friends, one of which was the one I was taking to the station. Her bag was almost as heavy as P's was when she left!
I filled the final car seat by stopping for someone else in the town centre. I knew her, it wasn't just some random person, don't worry.
The journey was okay, although there was a suprising number of irrational drivers whose stupidity always amazes me.
We arrived in time to say goodbyes, swap gifts and for J to buy sandwiches for her journey.
She'll be back, so it's not so hard. We'll still miss her though.
