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 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.)
yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes
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.