Well, i'm back at uni for the 4th year. It's been a while since I've updated my blog and I shall now attempt to justify this.
The last time I wrote something here was back in August at JET. After finishing work at JET I went back to devon where I didn't use the computer an awful lot so never did an update there. After this I came back up to Warwick but went flying. I didn't have a computer there and was fairly busy flying and making videos (more on gliding later). This left me the problem of having too much to write about, so I figured I'd leave the blog until I had time to write about it all. Unfortunately every week just gave me more to write about and less time to write it in so I'm going to it in bits.
Going back to Devon was quite interesting. I am refusing to call it 'home' now since I've spent only 4 weeks there this year. Still, I managed to see a few of my old friends from college and met up with Tammy, a girl I knew from work last year a few times. All this fun was interspaced with working in the garden. My mother's is fully aware that I can't afford rent and food while I'm home so she is nice enough to make me work for it instead, usually in the garden. Now I ought to qualify this as it's not your usual grass cutting and washing the car.
The first summer I went home I was charged with the job of constructing a summer house or 'chatlet' as we refer to it. It was bought as a flat pack and I had to put it together. Again, this isn't a day's work screwing together a small shack. Its about 15' x 10' base and was laid on a piece of concrete that was 2' higher in one corner than the others. It involved buying bricks, sand, cement and timber for creating a level base and then about four weeks construction work. For anyone that's interested, I can't imagine why, it's best to get an idea from the photos:
I now live in this thing at the end of the garden when I go home . This gives me the slight independance that you miss when you go home after a few years of living at uni and not being woken up at 7:00 in the morning by the non-students.
This year I was given the job of paving a part of the garden which I managed with my mother's help in about a week, leaving plenty of time for watching another series of 24 which has become a bit of a tradition every time I go back.
A week before term started I loaded my car with all my junk and headed back up here for one of the Gliding Club's week long flying courses. This was quite an interesting week and deserves an entry all to itself, which will hopefully come in the next week sometime.