I've come to this conclusion from observing other people who really don't give a fuck about anything and who have been here doing groovy things for years. To this end, I have decided that my voyage of self-discovery (oh dear) shall continue throughout the New Year. Not entirely sure of the details yet. I quite fancy driving around Europe in a 2CV or something daft.

Other than my world-moving discovery, I've not really done very much today. I've chopped more wood, toasted infront of a fire which failed to roar because the wood was too wet (hint: introduce diesel into the equation), tried Katie's Marmite Soup (!), had dinner at Brian's and comprehended a film (Une histoire vraie) in French - admittedly with French subtitles to make things easier.