Not my results day, of course. But given how much effort they’d all put in, I figured I owed it to the kids to spend some time with them today. And now they’re all going to kill me after reading that sentence. I was in Croydon from around midday to check out the building where I would be working tomorrow. Having bumped into a few happy customers who were heading off either home or to get drunk, I eventually popped into Lloyds with a few of them for a drink myself.

Almost everyone was happy but there were a few inevitable disappointments, including two of my close friends. One of them knew how it would go, one was worried but waiting to see. I met up with Friya and Martin for a while as planned, before disappearing and heading back to Sanderstead for a short while where Kirsty and some others had gathered. Eventually moved back into Croydon to see a few people at The Goose before heading on to Guy’s where the Whitgift crowd would be. It was nice to have another big bash at Guy’s; certainly brings back memories and seeing the ol’ gang is always fun. However, after partying that hard, making a good impression at a new job the following day? Hmm…