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My beloved Obie died during the night. He was my best friend for 14 years. :(

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Sorry...I had such a crap day today that I never took a picture.

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Today was supposed to be my last day at work, but the stupid snow stopped all buses going to Bristol. I didn't get to say a proper goodbye to my friends. :-(

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This is my last weekend in Bath. I probably won't see it at all after this Sunday because I'll be working all week and leaving early Saturday morning. After my last pilates class, I had lunch at one of my favorite places, then just wandered around a bit. This is my favorite spot in Bath - standing on the Parade Bridge looking towards the Pultney Bridge - and I couldn't leave without visiting it again. It's best at night when it is lit up. The view has actually taken my breath away. This is a picture I took back in the fall and I plan on printing and framing it when I get to Dublin. Fortunately we have friends here and will be back to visit!

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Wes and I had some very good friends over for dinner on Saturday. Stef is a long time family friend who I hadn't seen for oh, 12 years or so before I moved to England. Then one day my mom was talking to her mom about my moving to England and we found out that Stef was living about 5 miles from me. It's been awesome having her here because it does feel like I have family close by. Unfortunately her husband wasn't able to make it. Becky was my first American friend in Bath. We met on UK-Yankee before we both moved and when I got here we met at Starbucks for a coffee and well, the rest is history! And her husband, Sean? Well, he's Scottish, loves American football, and makes beer-butt chicken on the grill. Pete was Wes's housemate when he lived in Sheffield. Pete and his lovely girlfriend, Jen, moved to Bath this year as Pete was starting a PhD at the uni. They kept my cats for 2 weeks this summer. I am forever indebted to them for that one!

The worst thing about moving is leaving your friends. :(

I had to cheat on this one so everyone would be in the pictures! I also didn't take them. So it's an ubercheat!

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I found out today that my Pappy Furry died yesterday evening. He was 92. Here is a picture of my immediate family, with my Grandma and Pappy Furry, back in 2005.