Richard seemed fed up on irc all day, though I mostly put it down to his being full of cold and bored of being at home alone. I wish I could help more, I love him lots and hate to see him down. I wish he felt more like he could talk to me about why sometimes though.
Jan round for dinner which was nice, and she brought me presents too which she shouldn't have! You're lovely sweetheart. And then a slightly late bus into town for the beer festival. A very nice half of Ventner's Oyster Stout, with real oysters apparently. And an even better half of Timothy Taylor's Porter. Now that is seriously nice beer. And a pork pie. Yum. Richard came down to join us but arrived after they'd stopped letting people in, so I dashed off to walk home with him instead of drinking any more. Nice to bump into various people, especially those I'd not seen in a while like Steven Kitson, Mike Pitt, etc. Sorry to see Colin Batchelor terrifying Diana with his unusual methods of being friendly. He is an odd chap but we do love him really.
Earlier bed than expected tonight I guess, but it'll probably do me good, especially with an early meeting tomorrow. Hopefully rjk will be feeling enough better to still want to come along to Oxford with us. I'm very unsure at all if I want to go without him, though I'd hate to let Jan down too and I was really looking forward to it.