I decided I might as well compile the bits I actually did. Enjoy as you will.

This is my Physics revision for the weekend - Timmy getting flattened by Drew, whilst posing.

Friday Morning: After some last minute packing, we're off in Dominic's car to Manchester Airport. Timmy is sitting in a seat behind the rest of us quietly, and we nearly forget about him when we're getting out of the car. The queue for check-in is huge, yet it suddenly divides into 4. For some reason, people in our line decided to ramble on to the people behind the desks. After a few failures with the baggage system, the luggage is checked in, and we head on down to security. Here, we're asked to take off our shoes for them to be put through the X-Ray machine, the dastardly terrorists that we are.

After more waiting around, we get on the plane. There's an in-flight movie on - Shrek The Third, coming out on DVD November 2007. Erm... Neglecting to point out that the movie is more illegal than my shoes and should've been forced through the X-Ray machine instead, I watch it, and smirk 4 or 5 times throughout the movie. We land, and are hit by 30 odd degrees as soon as we get off the plane. We get onto to some sort of dodgy airport bus, and arrive at Baggage Collection in Arrivals, which is basically a large hangar with pitiful fans and baggage-tracks. It seems that the Neapolitan baggage system is also screwed, and so it takes much longer than it should for the bags to actually start moving. The baggage-tracks jam twice, and then we're finally on our way to the hotel, in a taxi which the hotel thankfully sent as opposed to the Circum Vesuviani - the only train system with people playing accordions for the entire trip.

We then arrive at the hotel 45 minutes later. Luckily, the rooms are air-conditioned. I've eaten Pizza, Pasta, Melon and some sort of Fruit-Salad Cake during the meal-time here, along with real fruit juice that can only be drank in small doses, else the extreme concentration of it makes you fidget. And despite the temperature being 36 degrees centigrade at the time, my dad insists on playing Tennis, which is abandoned half an hour later due to heat exhaustion.

So, that's it for the first two days. Only 6 more to go...

Multiplayer Football Manager is consuming my time again. I've been playing as Aston Villa, whilst Halfpenny and TClare have been playing as City and Newcastle respectively. I've got to the Carling Cup final, beating Liverpool along the way (Halfpenny's City lost to Hull at the start, which made it all the better ), but I've got to beat Man United, who have somehow regressed in their performances in the Premier League by becoming my UEFA cup spot rivals. Meanwhile, TClare is cruising through without even being there for most of it.

Discovered I have to go to the dentist on the first day back at school. This means that after I get back from melting Italy, I've got my coursework (which includes 2 History essays, a Geography hypothesis and some German), school and dentist to look forward to. Luckily, the Meet at the end of the month should distill it somewhat. I suppose I could do some tomorrow, or I could find more videos for my MP4 player and play even more Football Manager. Depends on what time I wake up tomorrow.

I'm guessing I may update this more in Italy as I may actually have vaguely interesting stuff to put in it.

Seems I lost in the First Round of a tournament I entered, 6-1, 6-0. However, I automatically get put into the 'Playback' rounds, which contains all the other people who lose. Hopefully, I'll end up playing one of the 'Saturday People' instead of a Squad player, who's playing in all of the tournaments (I.E U13, U15, and U18). Who knows? I might actually win the Playback Tournament. But I'm sure I'd be doing much better if I was playing Doubles. Jamie Murray > Andy Murray.

CALL THE NEWS OF THE WORLD! BAILEY GOT HIS SPEAKERS BACK!

Apart from that, I managed to play two and a half hours of Tennis, thrashing Bailey 7-0 in Tiebreak, and winning Wipeout with a score of 19. My feet are sore though.

I've found it again. 50/50 chance I'll forget to unfront-page this. Meh.

Revolution is in the works! All the decent people at Harrytown are deciding to moan at the ADMINISTRATION for not being appreciated. I say, full steam ahead! Coupled with rigged Head-boy voting, and a completely messed up Senior Prefect situation, VIVE LA REVOLUTION! All I need to do now is get my guillotine ready.

There's also a thief about. Several people have lost money and bus-passes to the bastard, though this will probably have been sorted out by tomorrow.

I also have Bailey's speakers. But I'll forget to give them to him. Again.

Notes to Self

• Rudi is in 'that time of the month'.
• Matty Walker shall need constant reminding that he lost Rock, Paper, Scissors, and that I get to choose food at birthday thing.
• Josh will stop these from going on the frontpage sooner or later, so better make most of it.
• Need to bug Wombles for Nonsense lines.
• Need to book tickets for June 30th.
• Need to beat Alex at tennis on Friday.