Tomorrow, my parents drive me up to Durham University, so that I might study Physics at Grey (a college, there).

I've written that in a very distant way, 'cos that's exactly how I'm feeling right now - it's all feeling very unreal. It doesn't feel like I won't be seeing my parents for the next nine weeks, it doesn't feel like I'll be propping up the bars of Durham, it doesn't feel like I'll be learning stuff again. But, logically, I know I will. I've 'met', via e-mail, another fresher who'se off to Grey tomorrow - and she feels much the same way. I suppose there's not a lot I can do about it... just go with the flow, and hope I regain a sense of normality by the middle of November. It'll probably sink in a bit more by the time we've left the service station. Maybe.