Hey, Arthur!
Well, I'm still enjoying my days as a free man. Liberated from the shackles of the education system at long last! Well, until uni, of course, but that is a different story, and one that hasn't started yet. Gwen and I hung out in the park today. Picnic, ice lollies, sun. I nearly got attacked by a dog, even. Don't worry, it didn't hurt me. I'm sure you'd be crushed if something happened to your chronicler. No, it tried to bite my leg, but then it's owner came and told it off. Good thing, too, because if I had to kick it I would have felt awful. Gwen was worried, but eventually we laughed about it. And then it started raining. English weather never really gets the hang of this summer thing for long, does it!
I heard from Morgana that she and your father are going to Italy in a few days. For three weeks. Three weeks! That seems like a long time. At first I was outraged that they'd go without you, but then I suppose bringing a comatose guy to the Mediterranean is a bit of a cumbersome and silly undertaking. You wouldn't enjoy it much anyway. I've demanded that she send you a postcard though!
Gwen and Elyan are going to Cornwall next week. Elyan is going to surf, Gwen is going to draw old things. But first we have a few more days together!
Mum and I aren't going anywhere for the summer. We're saving up for the future. But my friend Will from Ealdor is coming over, and I'm excited; I haven't seen him in forever!
M.