Hard Work Pays Off

I had THE phone call yesterday, my course tutor (Mrs Clooney) called tell me the results of my exam for Level 3 Medical Terminology. I achieved a distinction (92% or more). I am really chuffed, all those night of forcing myself to do my homework, of bugging Mr Fink and Little Fink to test me - even now Little Fink will pop up with "What is the meaning of 'osteoporosis'?"

So I'll be having a little celebration on Saturday, in tandem with the Strikly final. COME ON MATT!

On Saturday we had the annual Buncefield Bash, where The Finks and our friends gather at Chez Fink to celebrate NOT being blown to smithereens 5 years ago by the Buncefield explosion. We had Donuts on The Washing Line game, The Chocolate Game (BigMac cheated AGAIN) and a couple of others. Mr Fink excelled himself this year with the indoor fireworks. He'd purchased a confetti canon. The audiences faces were a picture as he was trying to set it off, a mixture of anticipation and fear!

Brilliant - made possible by our friends and family.