I’ve been back in my home country for almost exactly 4 days now and it’s safe to say that life has very much slowed down. It does so much feel like I am at home so to speak, as since I was last here my family has sold the house that I grew up in and moved into a temporary bungalow until we find the perfect house for us to move into. This has been a much slower process than expected and as such I don’t have a bedroom. Instead, I’m having to use the office/cat’s bedroom as a make-shift room and it’s less than ideal. Especially as the cat is very unhappy at being ousted. If I don’t let her into my room she’ll whine through the door from around 5am until I finally let her in. She’s not TOO bad, as she’ll let me sleep until 7 but after that she’s already pottering around with the bell around her neck merrily ringing me out of a slumber.
My days have been mostly empty and there have only been 3 real events since my return and they all happened in the last 24 hours. First off was our return to the Blue Cap pub quiz. Little has changed since I’ve been away and the quiz is still unbelievably biased against a team born in the 90s, as there is usually an enormous focus on TV, film and music from the 80s and earlier. As such, we did awfully. Bar for answers involving Craig David and Fawlty Towers it was a poor showing, but this was more than made up for it with the fine Abbot Ale on offer and the pleasure of seeing Josh, Joe and Evo again for the first time in over 6 months.
Today has been a (slightly) more productive, as I’ve been into the centre of Chester in the pouring rain to get my hair shawn into a somewhat sexy shape just in time for Glastonbury at the end of the month. I was also able to pick up Palma Violets debut album as our car is in desperate need of some good music after 9 months of being subjected to my brother’s terrible selection.
Later in the day I finally able to do some exercise for the first time since I’ve been back by smashing Josh as squash in Winsford. The general British culture was summed up in its finest as a tough looking naked bloke in the locker rooms who took one look at Josh and I and felt it was necessary to turn to us and say “This is the mens changing rooms, you need the womens next door”. At which he broke out in histerics at his terribly witty joke even though there was not a single other person in the dressing room. Josh and I just skulked out.
The whole day has been brought to a perfect end as WE’VE FINALLY HAD A FISH AND CHIP DINNER. As you can imagine, after a 9 month wait, this was everything I had expected and more.
The Tumnus Trail 