Hugo jetted of
f to Holland at the crack of dawn, leaving Jude and I to fend for ourselves. The weather was foul, so it was just as well that I had earmarked this weekend for a spot of essay writing. Time seems to be galloping away with itself and the deadline is looking frighteningly close now, and although I've been doing a helluva lot of research and note-taking, I haven't actually
written anything yet. And that troubles me deeply.
I managed to write the opening paragraph!
Meanwhile, Jude caught up on some zzzz's.
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