We’re back from Stockholm and Tomas' graduation party. It was a blast, I met his mother and her sister for the first time in over two years, which was nice, his brother Magnus, who was about half a meter taller than the last time I saw him, and Klas of course.
Tomas could only enjoy being a Naprapath for about four hours before he managed to misplace his diploma during the party. We went back to the hotel the next day to ask them if they had found it, but no. Tough luck, brother, I hope you enjoy the another four years at school.
This weekend the Snooker Masters was held in London, which is a bit of a bummer because it meant I couldn’t spend the weekend in front of the television watching it. I got home in time to turn on the idiot box and see my Snooker hero Ronnie O’Sullivan lift claim the Masters title.
That’s just typical.
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