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Fingers crossed the MLU in Drogheda will take me for a few days next week, as long as I can get my insurance docs in to them tomorrow. Which I can do, thanks to the wonders of fax machines. Turned up today, hung around corridors trying not to look like a crazy creepy person who hangs around delivery suites, talked to midwives, told the head of the department I'll be looking for a job there in a year or so and generally bounced a bit. Didn't get out till too late to get the bus to Dublin for fun though, which made me sad.

And now, it's breakfasttime. Tomorrow is Library and coffee day. And trying out recipes for blaas because I've gone obsessed with them all of a sudden.