Thursday, July 27, 2006


It's funny how when you're a student, or a 'not long since you were a student' how many places you can call home. I've lived in several different places during the last few years, but I am now officially HOME. That's right, I'm in London and so is ALL my stuff. Which is why I can't actually move in my bedroom, and the reason my blogging will either be very light (as I'm too busy tidying and sorting it all) or very frequent (as I'm trying to escape from the tidying and sorting).

It's also very HOT here in London. I know it's a bit of a, hmmm not sure what the right word is - cliche, myth, whatever; but it really is hotter in London that everywhere else, and I don't think I like it.

I have got several photos that I want to put up at some point, but it may take a while. Also, some of them were taken by Imogen and I need her to email them to me (Imogen, if you're reading this please can I have one of the hedgehogs to put on my blog, and one of us outside the house for me to keep?!)


Kathleen said...

I know what you mean about HOME, although my parents moved out of the house I grew up in, so I've had to resettle myself. But to this day I don't really know what to answer when people ask me where I'm from. Do they mean where I grew up? Or where I live now? Or where I just moved from? I hope you get to cool down soon, adn that you don't have too much trouble sorting through your things!

Adrian said...

Welcome home!
You will know when you are starting to get old - when the place you are paying the mortgage on is the only place you call home-it can take a while after you start paying a mortgage even!

Still at least your parents havent changed the locks to keep you out!