h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

*steady's Amy, again : they arrived already! : now, one should have birthday written up in one corner on the envelope, and the other "christmas", I think not that it matters too much Did I give you my new address? actually, my Dads address, in Lowestoft, I think you have; and I'll be there some time over Christmas

Yep, they did (and I opened both) Well, I *had* your dad's address, but when you moved to Cambridge, I replaced his address and phone number with yours... So I don't anymore.

Well, I gues either is fine : I just coudn't remember if I'd given you my Cambridge address....

But, um, hm I think maybe the pages in my address book were sticking together, because I don't think I sent anything to Cambridge *hides*

did it go to Lowestoft? Suffolk? Manchester? Oh dear

*really really small voice*

Nowhere. Didn't send anything *hides*

I swear I'll send a tape as soon as I get some blank tapes though...

well, at least you go tthe cards from me (even if they were posted through the wrong door)

And that's through no fault of yours! I checked, and it said apartment C...

My hand has scabs from reaching in the box so many times last weekend...

I'm supprised you can fit your hand in; could be a bit awkward if someone saw you doing it though I ought to eat soon, but my fridge and freezer are so unimspiring at the moment : been running down food, so there isn't nothing nasty to greet me when I get back after christmas at my dads, Hmm, I'll ahve to do a huge shop when I get back, in the new year

I've got leetle hands, which hopefully you'll learn for yourself in not too long...

Hopefully : I've fairly small hands actually, quite slenderish well sort of.... : Just like a musitions hands : strange compairing my hands to my Dads, having done a lot of manual type work at various points in his life, they are quite rightening looking; what with all the caliouses and dead skin