We're winding down our last days in Norwich. With a week and a half to go, my Boo is holed up in the Graduate Resource Centre putting his PhD to bed whilst I potter around, feeling about as a "chill" as I ever have, making wrinkle-nose gross faces at our flat's mould infestation, tinkering with my new swank camera, taking day trips, mentally compiling Norwich's Greatest Hits, toying with a PhD proposal.
