Well, The move to London went well enough. It did take a while to get working because the Ministry of Justice took way longer to process my application for a copy of my criminal record (or lack thereof) than they stated they would on the forms, and you just can't work with kids (I'm a primary teacher) until you have that on hand. I moved into a nice flat with great flatmates in May. One of the guys I'm living with is a bit of a mountain biker, as is his girlfriend, so I'll con 'em into dragging me out for a ride with them as soon as I have the money for a bike. (Alas, I am still without wheels and very much living vicariously through you gals.) The worst part is that there is enough money in the bank to go out and buy a bike tomorrow, but if I did that, there wouldn't be enough left for rent and stuff over the six week summer break, and I'd rather not have to work in the holidays if I can help it. It costs £10 just to walk out the door in London, I swear!