Waving goodbye and being naughty

I took TT to Norwich (our nearest city) to catch a coach to Edinburgh. That's where her tour begins. We arrived in the city early so we went for lunch in the Bell Inn. I can recommend it. I'd have thoroughly enjoyed it if only it wasn't for the fact it was the last time I'd be seeing TT for a week. Still, better a week than an unknown time in Europe.

I came home I got stoned. Completely and utterly. Yes, I know it's not big or clever but I needed a distraction. I got fucked off my face. I suppose that consitutes smoking? Whoops.