Independence Day 2: Return of the CloudThat picture was taken from the window of my friend Leigh's flat in Nottingham. I swear any moment I expected a giant alien mothership to emerge from the clouds and start some kind of intergalactic battle. And Will Smith was nowhere in sight.
It's been a busy old week in the life of Helen. I spent last Saturday getting absolutely soaked in Manchester. There is no rain like Manchester rain. It is angry. It is aggressive. It is freezing. But while I wasn't getting soaked I was partaking of cider in an old man's pub, eating, drinking wine with one of my oldest friends, Chris, and dancing. The night culminated in a twenty minute walk/hobble/half-hearted run through the pouring rain back to Chris's flat. Sodden doesn't even cover it so we ate hot buttered toast (incredible), watched Gossip Girl and then settled down for a few hours of fitful sleep.
On Sunday I powered through my raging hangover and deposited myself in Nottingham (via somehoe managing to drive safely on the motorway) for a lovely catch-up with friends I haven't seen for far too long. I went to university in Nottingham you see and lived there for 6 years in total. I do miss the place. Miss the people more though. During my visit I ate yet more food, got very very cold (where has this weather come from?) and played a lot of Nintendo Wii.
I am presently blaming said Wii for my current predicament. I am in pain people. P-A-I-N. I ache all over. And i mean all over. I used muscles I didn't even know I had and yesterday I awoke in agony. I spent the entire day feeling sorry for myself as, accompanying the wii pain, I have also developed the lurgy. I have a cold, a sore throat, ear ache.... the works. Although I feel marginally better today I think it's another day of bad daytime tv, the sofa and pitiful moaning for me. I am a terrible patient, truly.
It's been a busy old week in the life of Helen. I spent last Saturday getting absolutely soaked in Manchester. There is no rain like Manchester rain. It is angry. It is aggressive. It is freezing. But while I wasn't getting soaked I was partaking of cider in an old man's pub, eating, drinking wine with one of my oldest friends, Chris, and dancing. The night culminated in a twenty minute walk/hobble/half-hearted run through the pouring rain back to Chris's flat. Sodden doesn't even cover it so we ate hot buttered toast (incredible), watched Gossip Girl and then settled down for a few hours of fitful sleep.
On Sunday I powered through my raging hangover and deposited myself in Nottingham (via somehoe managing to drive safely on the motorway) for a lovely catch-up with friends I haven't seen for far too long. I went to university in Nottingham you see and lived there for 6 years in total. I do miss the place. Miss the people more though. During my visit I ate yet more food, got very very cold (where has this weather come from?) and played a lot of Nintendo Wii.
I am presently blaming said Wii for my current predicament. I am in pain people. P-A-I-N. I ache all over. And i mean all over. I used muscles I didn't even know I had and yesterday I awoke in agony. I spent the entire day feeling sorry for myself as, accompanying the wii pain, I have also developed the lurgy. I have a cold, a sore throat, ear ache.... the works. Although I feel marginally better today I think it's another day of bad daytime tv, the sofa and pitiful moaning for me. I am a terrible patient, truly.
