Back to Basics.

August 22, 2011

Moved (partly) into my new house in Sheffield on Wednesday night. We had to go searching for a duvet and an under sheet for my bed though.

Me thinking I have amazing memory of the house I’ve been to once, thought there was a huge  24/h Tesco just down the road. Yes I was sort of right, there was a big Tesco; not 24 hours mind or as big as I thought.

So we had to drive to the nearest 24/h Tesco or supermarket. Asked one man, who looked like the older version of the little kid from Up with glasses, ‘you go left’ whilst he pointing right. As you can tell this took a while.

We found a Tesco that we had been driving past on the next road down for over 40 minutes.


My room is amazing, well I think so anyway. The house is pretty expensive compared to the others on the street as it has been plastered and modernised, and I say its worth it. It’s so homely.. yay!

I contemplated taking my laptop up to Sheffield, but I knew I had to bring it back on the train along with lugging all my clothes and hairdryer back. I knew we had no TV or Internet so I thought a few days of solitaire would do me well. I decided to ‘sack’*as it wouldn’t be worth the effort.

*Sack – a term Dave introduced to me, something we also said an awful lot whilst being in the house, meaning to leave the idea or task to do we have just said as it causes too much effort. A word that, even if you do not know the meaning, you will understand the general jist of what is meant.

Whilst we were there, we literally had only each others company to entertain ourselves.. and a pack of cards. This led to many attempts at trying to be Dynamo and some terrible ‘magic’ tricks… but some great shuffling tekkers by Dave.

Just lounging around all day and talking about life was like a little relaxation holiday. Even though that’s what I usually do at home, I just don’t get told of for doing so. Score!

I was going to come back on the Thursday night so I could have gone on a night out at home, as most people we knew were out as it was A-Level results night. That failed due to a timing issue with trains and eating at Weatherspoons.

We had a nice lie in, and walked down Eccy Road in the day. The Friday night we both planned on going home. This was the night I expected going back on before I came up.

We ate out again and The Harvester thanks to the arrival of Laura, Amy and Chelsea (and her car). We ended up missing the last train again.

We both wanted to sack a night out, and fancied getting bevved in the house, so we did. We decided that the next day we should just get up, pack and then go, and not stay for dinner as that’s where we usually go wrong.

We went to bed about half 6 in the morning and got up about half 2, not too shabby i’d say. We went to get lunch from the not 24/h Tesco around the corner. I saw the Botanical Gardens and we decided to have a picnic there. It was so pretty!!

We were in there for 2 and a half hours looking at the pond, the bear pit and mainly the squirrels. You can tell we are the usual type of 19-year-old cool kids…

The squirrels were eating peanuts out of Dave’s hand. And I do have to say, that was the most eventful thing we did in the past few days, even so the whole time we were up there was one big chill. Heaven.

We got back and chilled again, when we should have really been packing. Thought we’d get the bus to the train station, but we had just missed the last bus into town. Dave was going to miss the last train to Hull, so we got a taxi with 5 minutes to spare. We finally got on trains home, miracle.


Over the 4 days I’d spent in the new house, I realised that; I bruise easily, the old lady next door isn’t deaf and hadn’t died, I’d spent most of my time horizontal, Dave has an odd squirrel love, the house is amazing, next year is going to be class and that I’m just one plain weirdo.