At Grandpa's (written earlier, now typed up)

Dear Mummy,

I'm sitting watching tennis with Grandpa. I know you liked tennis but i am sooooooooooo bored. it must be the most boring sport ever: i even enjoyed golf more than this! I don't know how the people there are doing - at least here we have toilet and fridge access. in case you're wondering, the British guy is winning. quite why he is wearing dark pants under white shorts though is beyond me. i dyed my hair again last night - it's now a light auburn; apparently. i dunno. but i love having red hair - it's my favourite. i walked here from David's down the cycle track yesterday: i was told it was 8 miles but it didn't seem it. then again i may just be used to further distances. i could have done the same distance again if i hadn't been so desperate for the loo! i have exams next week, i have to admit i haven't been revising overly hard as i have been enthralled by the 'twilight' series. i mean - it was a fantastic movie - but the books are even better. (The British guy just won btw) it's about this completely ordinary, if somewhat clumsy, girl who falls for a vampire. anyway, they make me cry because i wish she would change her mind and run off with jacob - her bestfriend/werewolf instead. am desperate to read the last one, but i'm gonna wait for it in paperback so that they all match. i'm fussy like that. anyway - better act like i'm interested in these tennis speeches. love you lots

Heather xoxoxoxoxox