A quick catch up
Well, it’s been a short while.
But what a short while it’s been! It’s been so hectic, so mad, so busy that this is merely my second or third post since arrival down here, and that was a whopping four weeks ago.
As a result of the abject craziness, a few things have folded, and one of the more high profile of these was The Friday E-Mail. Please, if anyone feels the sudden urge to write an e-mail on Friday for all to read, publish it on the blog for all to read. As it stands, it may well re-start on returning to Manchester, but until then, I’m afraid it’s going on hold – unless I can snatch a few moments on Friday, which I just haven’t been able to do. Damn this social life!
Still, to catch up on where I am, I’m still not in love with all the local southerners, but the vast majority I’m indifferent towards, and some I’m friends with! Wahey!
My music wagon continues to roll on though. After coming under criticism for being too acoustic, too relaxed and all that razzmatazz, I am swaying some people into liking strange things. Rufus Wainwright being the major one that’s getting passed around, but I have had interest on other segments, like The Divine Comedy. You can’t beat that kind of interest, really. For all those people who don’t like my music, and I know who you all are, I’ve met people like you too, don’t worry!
It’s nearly halfway through the term, but I don’t have a handle on half the people’s names, which may sound a little shameful, but it’s more a case of settling down and getting into a routine, rather than treating it like the glorified social club of the past few weeks. So I’m keeping a stable base for now, but all the time ready to extend. And, the good news for all those interested is that I still have no restraining orders on me so far!
What else to mention….
I’m not too sure. I’ve taken up some German again (why, I can’t say. I thought it’d be fun!) and indeed it is, even if it is ever so slightly more work. And may I salute the cinematic epic Run Lola Run, which was fantastic the second time – more so than the first time I saw it, really!
Oh, and by the by, I went to see Sideways last night too, and we both enjoyed it! Ah-ha! I’ve found people who like that too. I told you there were strange people down here.
Anyway, I will dart off now leaving you with the phrase I have pinned to my door.
“I let my mind wander…. It never came back!”
A new post - shock horror!
Well it’s a big hello to one and all. I thought I’d better post on here again to tell you all how things are going, and quite possibly explain my infamous last comment which I removed by accident but shall reinstate.
Firstly, things are going swimmingly. This is my first post since arrival on life since arriving, so I think this could be a good place to start. The people in college and at the university are utterly fantastic – well the ones that I get on with are at any rate. I haven’t had time to fully apply my group theory yet, but I think it’s still holding, you know.
We’re entering week three of the working term (my weeks start on Thursdays – you can’t but love the quirkiness!) so that’s more than a quarter into the term, yet it feels so much longer. I’ve made some great friends in just a handful of days, and this number of friends just keeps on climbing, as I’m more comfortable with my surroundings and happier to stop to talk to people. So much so, I leave extra time to get places so I can stop and chat on the way.
It just gets better though. Enjoying the life without boundaries is fantastic, and it is simply fantastic. It may not be for everyone, but you can’t help but enjoy this kind of feeling.
I wont go into details about people or certain things, I’d be wittering on for pages upon pages of utter drivel for you to read, and that’s not what this is about! This is all for my wittering to summarise things.
But, to be true, I don’t have much else to say.
Yes, I’m making new friends, and I can’t say that I’m missing you all back home. I don’t think I’m missing anyone, to be true. There’s no time for that kind of thinking. It is safe to say though that I have not forgotten you back home, and I’m doing my best to keep in touch just a little, mainly by updating this beast of a blog and holding onto the traditions of The Friday E-Mail which has now taken a new focused format, just because I’m struggling to keep up with the news and thought that I might no be the only one to be feeling this way.
Finally, remember people, it’s not all about the drinking, it’s about the socialising. And, although I’ve done my best to avoid the dancing, I will cave in and give it a go eventually. So what should it be: Ballroom or Swing?
Ta taa for now and I will see you all very, very soon. Christmas is but a matter of weeks away, you know!
Paul
Southern Scum!
Southern Scum!
I mean no disrespect – no wait, actually I do.
Why are they so, well bloody southern?!?!
I mean, really?
You phone for a doctors appointment, and they’re as patronising as hell, and then have the nerve to try and give you advice.
You walk down the street and they seem to go out of their way to bump into you, despite being able to SEE where YOU actually are!
Their accents are perhaps the snootiest you’ll ever hear.
And why, not matter how many times I say I’m called Paul, do they immediately think I’m called Mark??!!
A bewildered, confused and very, very, very angry Paul
