Dear Kitty,
            Mum and Dad are coming up next weekend.
            I got into a choir today, but I'm not sure if I can make the rehearsals.
           There are a few people I'm a bit fed up with right now - but it'll pass; these things always do.
           Alex emailed me today - he's all stressed with UCAS stuff etc. but says he misses me, and I miss him too.
            I can't listen to hymns anymore, because they make me miss Oundle too much. I never thought I'd actually miss Oundle, but I really do.
            Tomorrow's Wednesday, and I just hope that Etienne behaves. He didn't today, that's for sure.
            Some of the girls are coming up in October, and I can hardly wait.
           And a random woman took photos of me on the metro yesterday.
Yours,
      Francesca