18 August 2007

House is completely boarded up and feels pretty secure. No light and no air moving makes the place feel a bit like a coffin. Despite this secure feeling, the boredom is already getting to me and I’m only pretending there is no electricity. I pack a suit case, books, PSP, playing cards, game of risk and check myself into the Courtleigh for the duration. A number of colleagues seeing the obvious merits of staying somewhere where the beer remains cold and food hot, immediately follow suit. Looks like its going to be a proper Hurricane Hooley down the Courtleigh.