Monday 22nd September.

Godbye to the valleys, all revoir to the Leeks and sayonara to the sheep,  Today I left Wales, I like Wales. I also like the animals whales and my Game boy color, my favortit gamez its pokermon(Q. how do u gett a pikachu on a bus. A.poke him on...LOLOL ROTFLMAO) I have now arived in notinggham. I live with 4 ovver ppl. In total there a 5 people in the house because there is me a 4 others. I unpacked al my thingz.  I was excited and nervus at the same time. Jack and Mike helped me. when i was done i red my book called Sword of truth, it is like lord of the rings but not.

My mum had made ckez for my frienz, they are welsh like me, not my firend it was the cake.

Jack and Mike and Me and Cheif and Andy and Yakky and Dave and Rob and a taxi man went to a really big house and had some fizy drinks, I wos cunfused as they said we were goings to the sea. They make me feel funny, and they lights hurted my eyes. A man was dancing very homeorific.

I came hoem and felt hungrys. I put a potatoe in the electric box, in english it is a micrawaver. I dont thinks it was cold but my mouth and teetch felt cold eating it. Mike said a poto is soft but i had a hard one. Jack said knock knock and i saidz who is there he said cold i said cold whos, he went cold poatoes.   Whene i was yung i thort potatos were amnimals, they are not. 

Preface.

We have decided to make a blog on behalf of Rich.

The following entries will be written in the first person, as we attempt to decipher Rich's view on reality... savour, may your eyes feast, sides spilt and retinas relish, as Rich's life unveils before your very face.