End of the year.
That’s it.
8 months gone, and now 4 months of nothing before we start the second year.
It’s strange to think that exactly a year ago I was still taking my A-Levels at the High School.
Almost as soon as I’d moved into my room in Castle, I seem to have moved out again.
8 months after saying good bye to everyone at Waterstone’s (and, indeed, 6 months after saying good bye again after Christmas) I’m back there, working more hours than ever (get your Harry Potters here, folks).
Now, roll on October!