Today is Sunday,
And that
marks the fourth week of living at campus. - It also marks the fifth week of
being in England. I first intended to make this post last week, but since my
mum was here, it didn’t happen. But I figured that celebrating four weeks in
campus was as good as my four weeks in England last weekend, so there we go.
Thoughts so
far:
To buy hveteboller
is flippin’ impossible. Never mind that the English have a thousand different
words for rundstykker, all referring to
a different kind for a different use and what word means what piece of bread
might vary depending on where in England you’re from, but regular hveteboller just can’t be found.
I’ve bought
white rolls (white rundstykker, more
or less) twice by accident because I thought they were hveteboller, – I mean, they smelt like and looked like the pastry I
was looking for, so I thought that “this time for sure!” but alas, it wasn’t.
It doesn’t help that the only word the dictionary will give me is buns and an English friend of mine doesn’t
even understand what it is I want when I say that word. Never imagined such a
petty thing would become such a challenge.
Lidl is a wonderful place. It
really is.
I really should buy another
adapter for the plug socket. I brought one, but it’s really bad so I don’t use
it. I bought a new one, and currently my laptop and mobile phone are fighting a
bloody and bitter war over it. I really need another one. But I never seem to
get around to buying it.
Bruises. I literally got them everywhere,
small and bigger blue, purple and red marks from hitting, falling, failing and
succeeding. The day isn't complete without a new one.
Most
pleasing purchases:
This plant. Bought it two weeks
ago and it’s currently still alive. I’m going to name it sooner or later, but I
haven’t thought of a good name yet. Might end up just calling it Ficus, which
is the name of the type of plant it is. 
The collected works of
Shakespeare. Bought it on Amazon.co.uk. I realise a softback book would
probably be both lighter and more practical, but come on. Look at the golden
colouring of the page edges, the neat fake black leather binding and the elegant
golden decor. 
These masks only cost 2 pound
each. I was beyond the clouds with joy!
Lastly, I
just finished making this:
It’s a crocheted bag for my
pegs. I like it, so I’m probably going to make many more when I have time. And
when I have more white cotton yarn, which I’m in need of at the moment (and
believe it or not, but Southend city centre doesn’t have a proper yarn shop.
The scandal!) 
