Saturday was a trip to the bank for them to do the difficult and complex task of changing my bank account from a free student account to a free non-student account, which can't simply be done by myself online in the same way that it is possible to upgrade to the fee-paying accounts that make them money with the click of a button, nor as a quick bit of admin by the lowly bank teller. Oh no, I must meet a manager for a 'customer review'. So a two hour round trip to see a woman and tell her there isn't anything she can sell me because I'm leaving the country and can't we please just press the button and change my damn account and stop making small talk about my life plans just in case there is some special banking product she can shoehorn into the five minutes that are left before I leave. God.
That was a lot of words for a thoroughly uninteresting event.
Then we went to the Mosque Kitchen for curry and did one of those tourist tours about Burke & Hare. And we went for ****tails.
Sunday has been sobbing in public and then going for a jog.