The Old Bell Hotel
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- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Free parking
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... able to take a few days each week to travel around, possibly even into France, and of course I could fly out and back and do city breaks if finance permits. But the six month adventure to Australia seems a long way away, as does a trip to Germany. As for random travel of the Twitter kind, that seems a lifetime away :(
So compromise being the order of the day I shall start with one small step. A blog. More in hope than anticipation.
As you could probably guess from the title of this entry, I went back to school last week. *plays sad music* In less depressing news, how is it in Australia? Nice and sunny and warm? How nice...because it's definitely not like that here. It's cold, and Christmas adverts flood the telly. If you think that it's too early for Christmas adverts, prepare yourself. I was in sainsbury's (the English version of woolworths) ...
... beauty, even luxury, with cleanliness and quiet a given. Then comes a string of helpless, despairing thoughts, but every time I have managed to curtail it with: “The next place will be better, have a real bed, be near a bathroom, have sheets with a thread count, etc.…And…Scene”.
After the predictable, disappointment and heartbreak, the usual efforts to bring the basics up to my high standards, this time a new insight ...
My poor mum. When she was in labor with me, there was no
family, her husband wasn’t wiping her brow, and she hadn’t the confidence from
a birthing class. Alone and young, scared and hopeful, and not aware of
efficient labor positioning, she was unable to help the process along. She laid
there in pain for three days before I emerged. Even then the doctor grabbed
hold of who ...
Summer, autumn and the chill body of winter. I (Henry) graduated from the University of Reading in the summer of 2012 with an upper second class degree in english literature and philosophy (go me!). We (Henry & friends) enjoyed a few blissful weeks where the days were long, the sun always warm, the beer always cold and we would play musical instruments in the back garden because everybody should understand that we were free and proud of ourselves. We had a right to be happy. ...