Bread

My feet. Ow, my feet.

In the 24 hours before 12 pm yesterday, i think i may have walked approximately 15 miles. The tube map is definitely NOT to scale & you cannot gauge how long the walk will be by using your finger & thumb & multiplying/ dividing as required. We'll get to this later.


On friday night, i made a loaf of bread. I am now officially a domestic goddess, although admittedly Jo from my floor did save the dough a few times. That, & finding out that certain fish can change sex was hands down the highlight of my day.

On saturday, Chloe & Rupert came to visit me; we agreed to meet at Notting Hill gate, to go to Portabello Market. I walked there & back, & by the end of that i was ready to go to sleep at 8 pm. The day was really good, i did tear up a little as we parted, because i was reminded of how great my friends are & how i still haven't encountered anyone like them in the slightest. I mean, who else would appreciate 'Bepanthen Bird, cacaw, cacaw!' Oh man. When i eventually got back, i rang Harriet from the Slade (art school) to see if she was busy that night; i figured she'd be up for something low key. It turned out that her bike had been stolen, & she was feeling pretty 2 out of 10 so i started to make my way to her halls, in Camden. I felt bad for her when i heard about her bike, but even worse when i realised just how much of a trek it is for her to get to the uni & back by foot. We ended up having a wine & cheese party, gatecrashing a kitchen party & then returning to our cheese having discovered that the party was fairly lame.

I walked back from Camden in the morning, had a shower & then went to Waterloo to meet Caroline, a family friend & also Bison's sister (far too much effort has to go into me referring to him as Richard). South Bank is beautiful, i'm going to make sure to hang out there more often. The day was really really nice, probably mainly because i treated myslef to public transport, the first time i'd used it all week. It was slightly surreal though to be in the City, spending the day with a 'young professional' in such a high-brow corner of the world. But seriously, one of the best days i've had so far, it's just worrying that all of those 'best days' have been with people i already know. Oh well.

I had my first for-real lecture this morning, which i'd actually been looking forward to. It turned out to be however, something like '400 mph Chemistry for Idiots' as i knew it all & it was really easy, but if you'd never done chemistry before you'd be screwed because it was so fast paced. I'm slightly scared if that's what the rest of the course is going to be like :/

After bumping into Alice, which was great as i haven't seen her despite making countless plans for London adventures when we both got our offers, & getting free passes to Raindance Film Festival (WIN), & grabbing lunch, i headed to Oxford Street. Mistake.

I almost don't even want to ever speak of this again. In short, i hate shopping, nothing suits me & what probably would, i need a credit card to so much as look at it. Not to mention how slowly people in front of you walk... i'm pretty sure i'm only this restless & crappy because of the rain.

First Great Western is calling, i think i'm going to need to come back to Oxford for a bit very soon, & at the very least see some grass & pick up my knitting to calm myself down with. Alternatively, i might join the Buddist temple down my street.

Orchid