Yes - tomorrow, Mini and I shall part company. Mini is being replaced by a somewhat disturbing pillar box red VW Polo. Anybody who bothers to add comments saying, wow, fun car - go away. I am in mourning.
On another note, I was introduced to my residence for the next ten months. On the top floor of a three storey building (and that is a depressingly high number of stairs that I am going to be lugging boxes of books up shortly), thankfully with sloping ceilings to add some element of 'character', I have a very - er - 'yellow' room. With somewhat worn red carpet and faded blue curtains, but with a spot of my usual decorator-designer flair (add as many books as possible) it should be liveable inable. I'll be installed as of next Saturday, the 24th September, giving me a week to build myself up to anything work-related.
Speaking of which, I'm absolutely terrified. Had an email from a course convenor saying that we, the future Women's Studies people, have a meeting for an hour and a half the first day of Fresher's Week. Made the mistake of googling some of the names - some of which are darn obscure I can tell you and I seriously hope there are two bods wandering around with that title because otherwise I'm up against an Indian published author and a journalist who is the editor of a paper.
CRIKEY.
Any spelling mistakes, put down to the fact I'm only wearing one contact lens. Am squinting at the screen and doing my best here.
Tough life, eh.
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