Hope you all had a lovely Christmas! Uni’s closed now and there’s still no sign of snow in Manchester…slightly disappointing, but it does mean that there’s no need for the hideous snow boots to come out just yet. It seems impossible to find boots which are waterproof and presentable at the same time. The two seem to be mutually exclusive! My woes are burdensome indeed….
Moving onto a less woeful subject, during the last week of the semester we had a postercompetition which the entire faculty took part in. My tutorial group had chosen to do our poster on sunflowers, which I mentioned in the last blog. Their mathematical efficiency and their fiery petals made them an attractive and prolific topic to cover ( unlike those hideous snow boots!). Turns out that the judges thought so too… My group were runners up! We were each very generously given a ten pound “ Love to Shop” voucher . It was a great start to the holiday! The winners did a fantastic poster on life in the deep. The posters between them covered an enormous range of topics. One display boasted a beautiful papier mache of a bat. Another covered the wonderfully wacky “Alien Hand Syndrome.” What in the world is that? Well that’s exactly what I asked . The answer was quite scary. Basically, the hands of the patient carries out unintended movements. For example, when they go to sleep, their hands might sometimes reach out and strangle their own necks. One of the students said that in certain cases patients have to be chained up before they can sleep. Very zombie-esque! Hmm or should I say Lady Gaga-esque!
I visited the picturesque town of Ipswich last week, and I have to say this: despite the unceasing rain, and the empty grey skies, England is second to none when it comes to beautiful country sides. With the shaggy Shetland ponies , the neatly-trimmed hedgerows and the gently sloping hills, I felt like I was in an Enid Blyton novel. ( I used to devour her books when I was younger!)
Ipswich is very quiet and quaint compared to the bustling activity of Manchester, but I had a lovely time with my little cousins! I did undergo the traumatic experience of changing a dirty diaper… but there you go, what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. I’m sure there must be a hidden metaphor in there somewhere, that I’m too lazy to work out. Anyhow, I’m back in Manchester now, and very excited for tomorrow… which is to be spent shopping ( yay!) and complaining about the weather with some familiar Zambian faces!
I have a ton of studying to do, but I haven’t started yet. Like the irresponsible teenager I am, I prefer to dwell on the flaws of ugly snow boots rather than open my books. I hope that you aren’t as bent on procrastination as I am! On that note, enjoy the rest of 2012!! We made it out alive!
Happy New Years (: