It’s December which means it’s officially Christmas. Okay well no, it doesn’t, but it almost is! Just a couple of weeks to go before the Christmas holidays and everyone (including me) is in a mad rush to get stuff finished before then. So apologies for the particularly late update this week! I’ve had a quiet week staying in mostly or chilling with friends, as I desperately need to get some work done. Plus, it’s absolutely freezing outside and I need to save money.
Seeing as Movember was coming to a close (no-shave November; guys hold off shaving their upper lip for the entire month for charity) it seemed fitting to spent Tuesday night at Moustache, at Joshua Brooks. It’s a good night out, and it’s just the right size as well- not too big but not too small so you know everyone in the room.
In these arctic conditions (well okay it’s just been raining a lot but it’s WELL cold) I have come to appreciate the wonder that is the wooly jumper. My grandma recently gave me some wool (and some apples, with which I made a beautiful apple and lemon curd crumble) because she’s an amazing old woman and I’m cool enough to be excited at the gift of wool. So, on a rainy sunday afternoon I embarked on a bit of crocheting, something I’ve never done before, and was so proud of myself I had to share it with you! It’s pretty pointless because I have no idea how to join it together to make anything bigger than this, let alone a jumper, but I personally thought it was a bit of an achievement.
I did brave the cold a little bit this week, seeing visiting friends from home. They brought their BMXs with them, so we spent a bit of time at a skatepark called Projekts, near Piccadilly Station. I’d never been there before (granted, I’ve had no need to go) but it’s great if you’re into skating or riding. It’s underneath a huge bridge, giving it a bit of rain cover and making it look pretty cool as well. Not that I have any clue what I’m on about on the subject of BMXs, I’m more the crocheting type…
Saturday night was my on-campus bar’s christmas party, a night of cheesy christmas songs, with a special appearance from Santa himself, with early presents for all us good boys and girls who live at Whitworth Park. There was also a competition to win a scooter (maybe then I could have ridden it at Projekts, I doubt it somehow) which we were all absolutely gutted to loose. The winner did graciously offer me a lift on the back though which I was more than happy to accept!
Next week is a busy one, as usual!