Students' Day

Today is an unofficial holiday here. It's Students' Day. All the students (in BsAs at least) get the day off to meet up with their friends, have picnics, do daft things etc. This is on top of Teachers' Day (about two weeks ago) which is suppposed to be a day off for the teachers (but in reality is another day off for the students) and which I didn't get off (although I was sick on that day with the dreaded grippe). In addition, students in their final year of high school get an extra two week holiday in term time when they go to a resort and ski/dance/have fun. [And they feel so hard done by - they are always complaining about the amount of work they have to do. Huh!]

So I thought I'd have a nice quiet day of pampering. I booked a facial at the local beauty parlour and planned a long lie-in.

I was woken up at 8am by the sound of hammering, and not the consistent hammering of a skilled carpenter but the irregular tapping of someone taking tiles off a wall - in fact, two someones taking tiles off a wall. And because flats are built on the stack principle all the bathrooms are in the same place so it sounded like the noise was coming from my bathroom. Oh well...

I had the facial - very nice - and I've booked another. They aren't cheap but I need them, my skin is really suffering here, the water is quite harsh and I haven't found a cleanser I like (and, let's be honest, I've never had good skin).

Thankfully the hammerers have stopped for the day so it's nice and quiet at the moment. I'll be going to the gym this evening for the first time in over a week, now that I can breathe through my nose again.

Oh, and the sun is shining and I'm wearing flipflops again.