A fly in visit I'm afraid, I'm still very much disconnected from the online world, as I have been for the past month, for the next few weeks. I'm currently sat in the lovely coffee shop on Smithdown Road, Oomoo, pinching some of their wifi whilst supping on a delicious cappuccino as my new house isn't yet connected to the world wide web. That's right. My new house.
The time between getting back from my dig on the Isle of Man (blog to come, have yet to sort through photos and gather my thoughts on the very wet experience), moving and settling into my house can only be described as hectic and traumatic. Remind me why people move house? I had 24 hours to get from the Isle of Man - the children's song "Going This Way That Way, Forward and Backward Over The Irish Sea" is not to be taken lightly, it speaks the truth - finish packing, move my stuff from the old house to the new house and sort out bills. Phew. Never an experience I want to repeat. It went smooth-ish, regardless of the fact my old landlord was rather rude to me and I was not one to be trifled with in my fragile state. But, I'm here now, almost complete with just the internet to sort out!
Next week I'm doing the four hour journey home to spend the week with family and then it's off to the Hotrod Hayride! Yes, it's that time of year again! Excited does not come close to explaining my emotions! I might be able to squeeze in another blog before the epic weekend but don't hold your breath.
Oh, and congratulations to any Liverpool Uni students who graduated this week!