Mainly moved into new house now. It’s been a bit stressful, what with a very leaky washing machine and sinks that may as well not be attached to any pipes underneath, but it’s coming together and looking lovely:





Moving to a new place is a funny one. I find myself doing strange things, like cycling on the pavements. Until I know the roads and the drivers, and can trust that I’m probably not going to die (although anything involving Brummy roads and drivers always carries risk…).

Right now I should be sitting my entrance exam for Medical School. But obviously I am not. All in good time…

Headed down to lovely Cornwall tomorrow! And then over the Channel to the rest of the continent next week. Can’t complain.



So I have finished my job, moved house and am now on the bus to Glastonbury.

It’s been such a busy weekend that I’m just in a bit of a daze. Everything feels new. I’m even wearing a new dress (with trainers – my comfort compromise for both the long bus journey and Glasto mud).

No more working until at least August. Weird. Let’s see how long I can make money last (not at all worried about this…).

So. Glasto for a week, then hello new life.

My new place of residence.


Two days

Two days of work remain before my two-month summer holiday begins! Hello.

The next two weeks: finish work // move house // GLASTONBURY // find some furniture // ukcat exam // visit medschools // holiday time

(Then come home and find a job.)

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20130621-170233.jpg Photo taken at Almscliff, Wharfedale, yesterday. Jake and I went there to climb, he ended up falling off Great Western lots of times, then by the time we had rescued gear it was home time. Bouldering next time please.

Two days