Today started when James woke me with a phone call at 10am. After wasting an hour doing nothing, I rushed to get up before he arrived to discuss our summer expedition (which is five weeks away; longer than I had thought).

We briefly looked through the paperwork and discussed money, travel, insurance, all the usual paraphernalia that goes with our trips, then got bored and went for some food in town. It's the first time I've been to the Chicago Rock Cafe in The 'Bridge even though it's been open a good while now. It's quite nice inside, although as it isn't exactly Chicago it definitely lacks in the way of 'Rock'.

While in town we also picked up a Lonely Planet (indispensable on trips) and after food took a trip up to see Goody who we haven't dropped in on in a while.

Turns out we arrived the week before the big day. I think I knew that it was on the 23rd of either June or July; more likely to be July than June, but my memory didn't hold much weight and I had to ask him. Foley House is undergoing some major refurbishment and we had a chance to look around. A considerable number of walls, ceilings, floorings and all the trimmings are missing in the name of full refit of the house. Most of the odd corridors are having the kinks ironed out of them and a the place looks like a skeleton at the moment. By the time it's all done there is going to be a new entrance, the boot room is going to have moved into where matron's room was, matron is moving next door into the tutor's room, the computer room has already eaten up the old cleaner's kitchen and the main kitchen is being knocked through into the old boot room to form an even second bigger TV room. On top of this all the wardrobes in the sixth form rooms have already been knocked out and all the old bed/desk units in the house are being outright replaced. The bathrooms are also having a facelift and every single one of those crappy windows has been replaced with a nice one. Looking good.

Goody seems to be enjoying the last few days of being a bachelor and is in good spirits on the whole. Kate and him are off on the real kind of safari in Kenya for the honeymoon and although she wasn't about today you could clearly see her influence in the house now - a new cat. On the other hand certain things don't change and we left Goody with about 20 minutes to clean up the house (which was 'needing some attention') before Kate got back, which he probably wasn't so pleased about. James and I went separate ways and upon arrival back at home I persuaded the mother to accompany me back to Cotteridge to return the fancy dress from the other night.

Later in the evening The Father took me up to the driving range at Bromsgrove. It's been about three months since the last time and my unfortunate wrist injury, so I'm hoping time has healed it and it doesn't jump on me two days after like it did last time. I wasn't hitting the ball as well as last time, but it wasn't too bad either. Hopefully another couple of sessions and I'll be back on track - maybe then I could even play my first round in well over two years.

I was bombarded with texts, emails and calls throughout the day from various people, and as well as finding out from Flash that he managed to graduate with a 2:1 (well pleased - it was touch and go for a while and considering the mass of effort that he had to put into it and still nearly end up on the verge of a 2:2 nearly made me weep in desperation over my final year) I have also arranged at meeting on Wednesday about the Old Ed Club website. Things are coming on.

In between all of this I discovered a couple of fantastic websites. This brilliant blog charts the progress of Manchester Buccaneers as they have become known since Glazer's takeover. All recorded through the eyes of a 12 year old soccer fan from the US called Roswell with a clear misunderstanding and Americanised view of the game of football. There have clearly been mixed reactions as can be seen from the comments which makes for fantastic reading, but just as long as you don't believe everything you read you probably won't get as irate as some of the other viewers.

The other one is Rum and Monkey which provides some fantastic if not puerile quizzes and generators. Here are a selection the best:

• What your name really means
• The Insulting Name Generator
• Beer-O-Matic
• Gregor's Semi Automatic Blog Updater

Other favourites include 'Which famous historical homosexual are you?', 'What type of pirate are you?' and the 'Name Your Own Genitals' generator, which you can discover for yourself as I'm off to bed.

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