Pete's doing B.A. (Hons) Modern Languages - French and Spanish. That means he gets to spend three months in France (Lyon) and three months in Spain (Zaragoza) next year sunning himself. While the rest of us are stuck here in Mother England. Hah! He'll have one hell of a shock when he gets back here in the summer of '96, and it's all cold and smoggy and horrible.
The piccy in the middle here is of Peter wearing my long blue jumper. It's never fitted me very well (it's about four foot long) well and it looks well stupid on him.
Peewee is the only person in our house who isn't nocturnal. The rest of us regularly break the laws of nature by staying up all night and sleeping all day. But Pete is more sensible. Maybe it's because he's one of only two non-computing students in a house of six (and he probably knows more about computers than the rest of us).
Pete's a big music fan - he likes lots of different stuff - the list is very long and varied. And I reckon he's got damn good taste. Definitely never any Mariah Carey or Take That, though (thank god).
Here's that infamous picture of Pete when he was in his "Druggie" phase. I took it during the D-Day celebrations (the picture, that is; not the drugs). I'll let you in on a little secret: he wasn't really on drugs - he's just grinning...
Pete's lent me his treasured picture of Becky, and here she is. Becky's studying B.A. (Hons) European Business Studies at Nottingham Trent University, and this year she's studying in Grenoble. Bec's been accepted as the newest associate member of The Boys from St. Chad's; what an honour.
And to round this one off, here's a piccy of the two of them...
