Oh my goodness!

Conflagrations of giddy aunts!!  I’m going to Germany rather too soon!  However rather more pertinently I’m sat on an East Coast Mainline train to London eating skittles.  Why? Because I’m going to see Hannah!  Really looking forward to it after weeks of post camp boredom and work induced injuries, I’m treating myself to a few days away. Admittedly timing could have been better, I would choose the week KvFG go back and as such mean that all the important emails will start coming through. Hence why I’m blogging on a train. I have no other need for my laptop but unfortunately all the important bits and bobs are all stored on here and as suchI should probably find myself a reliable USB drive before I go. Prioritising isn’t my strong point though and as such the 6 DVD Avengers boxset – oh my inner geek is exultant- is far more important. 

At least malevolent  envelopes and parcels wouldn’t be shredding the skin around my fingers then. Or giving me RSIs, my thumb, wrist and arm are all sore.  But work means that I have money and can go to London, buy dvd boxsets, oh and y’know have some thing left to live off upon arrival in Germany.

I really just want to get there now as a lot of my class mates have already made it out there including Miss Chloe Caswell, and Markus, my Schwabian adventure buddies. Mark and I are living in the same Town. I predict entertaining times ahead.

I still have a lot of prep to do, including getting my phone unlocked and cancelling my contract. And with all this extra money I have deciding on how to get more clothes on to the Plane. You see, dragging two bags about would be awkward and something of a bind when on a schedule in a strange place, for instance Stuttgart’s notoriously complicated Hauptbahnhof, “You realise half of its underground right?” Mark could have just hampered my wardrobe.  If anyone tells me again I don’t need two coats and 4 jackets, I’m so overtired I will start crying.

Aside from panicking about packing, I wont even let myself think about anything else that could be a problem, like ooo I don’t know, language skills, it’d turn me in to a puddle of stress, and I let Mark get on with that, what have I been up to?

Camp! Yes  that was a thing that happened it was its usual mental self, fun, drama worthy of a soap opera, difficult children and too much sugar in spades. Also this happened:

Party night always produces moments of hilarity.

Steve’s outfit was so good his own son walked past him several times looking for his daddy not recognising the guy with hair.

This is me and Emibobs with The Dave:

Ooo and I had a new mini leader this year!  Cutie pie alert!

Hannah graduated to the role of Camper meaning that her position was left vacant, it was filled before dinner on the first day when Amy, Hannah’s little sister, came flying over to me and asked if she could be my mini leader because Hannah was a camper now. I agreed and Amy was very happy.

My tent partner Becky is camera shy. She's awesome and a brilliant partner in crime. I merely say dave's torch. xD

Other things that have happened: I got a job.  Sorting Mail for Royal Mail through an agency. In a warehouse in Leeds. In a sexy High Vis Jacket and super stylish Steel toe capped shoes. (Can you smell the sarcasm yet?)  Where I attract far too much undue attention, (how in that get-up escapes me!) , have the skin around my fingernails shredded and give my self tendonitis, which is making texting and typing a bit of a chore. I work every hour they give me, have blisters all over my feet, shift twice as much as the regular RM staff for half the pay, but at least I have new clothes and can be on this train atm.

Any way, until I have fun times in London town to blog about I shall toddle off

Beth x