I just wanted to post this video tour of my house for all my friends and family who have been wondering where I am living. Also, for anyone who is wondering, I did eventually try all the pasties at the shop (except for Roast Pork, because they discontinued it before I got the chance to try it). My favourites are Deluxe Vegetable and Traditional Steak … Continue reading Something Old
Fun Fact: The Brits don’t use the word faucet, it’s all about taps here. When we didn’t have a kitchen tap for ages, I kept complaining about the lack of faucet and no one had any idea what I was talking about. This could have been why no one was doing anything about it, but I think general incompetence was probably the actual cause. When … Continue reading All Of You Gorgeous Taps
Last year the boys of ManHouse decided to buy a hamster. They named her Ron, in honour of our friend Ron. Reportedly, Ron spent most of her days attempting to escape and she was often found behind the toilet or in a garbage bin. Over the summer when everyone in ManHouse moved home, Ron lived in GirlHouse (and for several weeks the real Ron also … Continue reading Where in the World is Ron II?
Perhaps I have been a little spoiled in the past. Everywhere I’ve lived, for as long as it’s mattered to me, I’ve had access to both a washing machine and dryer. Sometimes I had to pay an inflated price to use them, but they were always there. At my house in England, I do not have a dryer. I have a brand new, front loading … Continue reading A Race Against Time
I’m waiting for the train from York to London. There are a good number of people on the platform with me. Our train is due at 16:34; it is now 16:15. A train pulls up, a load of people get on, I sort of wonder if this is my train. I look at the departures board and it still says “London 16:34 on time” – … Continue reading Homeward Bound [December 7-8, 2009]
Monday morning, I wake up and my head is hot while the rest of my body is cold. I just want to get the day over with so I get out of bed and put on the outfit I laid out the night before. I stack my luggage by the door. I have to decide now whether I’ll have time after work to come home … Continue reading December [Part 3]: The Cab
Sunday night is my house’s Christmas dinner since it is my last night at home. So, while Dan cooks a chicken with numerous side dishes I go upstairs to call my boss. I have to use the house phone, which we keep unplugged in a cupboard upstairs, because my cell phone is out of credit. So, Richard (the owner) answers the phone when I call. … Continue reading December [Part 2]: The Call
Well, it’s been a jam packed 24 hours but the first leg of my surprise Christmas return is underway! Over the past few days I’ve started to develop the old head cold (boo). Saturday I woke up and with a sore throat; the first sign that something is not right. So, naturally, I pump myself full of as much orange juice as possible. Believing, of … Continue reading December [Part 1]: The Cold
For the most part, I’ve found the whole English rain thing to be a myth. It’s hardly ever raining here, however it seems that is has always just rained. Basically, it’s just always wet. When it is raining, though, it’s what we at home would consider spitting. And the water is always ice cold. Because of this, anyone caught in the rain just becomes a … Continue reading English Rain
So, after being in university for the past 5 years, I have grown accustomed to Hallowe’en being more like Hallowe’ek. You can imagine my surprise to find out that it’s not such a big deal in England. In fact, only two out of the seven people who live in my house even had Hallowe’en related plans for that evening. And one of those two people … Continue reading Hallowe’en
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