January.
The year was kicked in with a New Years Day walk with Lisa, Dave, Jennie, and some others around the Zennor area - I had a good natter with one about vans, and eventually after lying down / measuring myself against various vans around the Falmouth area I bought one!
Hector... ohhh my 3 seated love. You're almost 1 year old, and you're still behaving, I hope you continue to behave for a long few years yet!!Now having a vehicle certainly meant a lot more freedom, and also a LOT more to learn...
February.
February was the month of DIY, with 2 lots of voluntary work at YHA's (Treyarnon Bay with Elk, and Lands End with Squidget), tie dying my bedding, and - much to the disgust of the vegetarians - inhouse plucking and gutting of a couple of pheasants as some sort of celebration for getting our dissertations printed and bound up all proper (I still wonder what on earth mine was about...).
Theres Squidget and Chris tending to the fire, was he to know that a year from that point he'd have a little baby? (It's due to be popped out by his lovely Katie at some point in February this year, 2012).March.
In March I started to notice change, and that we really didn't have long left in the lovely Falmouth house. My cousin Dan visited for a week, and with the help of Lisa I begun work on the insides of the back of Hector (creating a bed). After my birthday near the end of the month (25th March - take note!!), I went to live in Golant for 3 weeks to work.
Here's Vera, Silje, cousin Dan, and sister Elk rampaging about the living room as beasts. This month certainly was an odd time, noticing change.April.
ABERFEST. Well, THAT was certainly a fantastic middle-start to the month! The sun came out and shone brightly and hotly at us, and we went on a trip across the sea to Brittany, to sing dance and be merry. According to my sources (including my memory) nothing much else happened in April... Aberfest was just THAT eclipsing! AH! Yes, the most wonderful Peoples String Foundation gig at The Poly in Falmouth... but in some ways, that was just like the afterparty of Aberfest.
I do so hope that this years Aberfest (Falmouth based), will have such good luck with the weather as last years.May.
Eep, the month of proper realisation that my university life was surely coming to an end... it really didn't feel so long ago since I was dropped off in my room in halls and was pretty scared shitless (but quite excited) about being left purely to my own devices!! And now it was all nearly over. The majority of my illustration class went off to New York, where as I was stubborn (due to my slight hatred of cities) and decided to try London instead, which basically meant driving Hector from Cornwall to Surrey to deliver a vanload of my furniture. I stayed with Nina for a couple of nights, and then sprinted back to the adopted home county and breathed a sigh of relief! I really am born to be a country bumpkin.
This month was also that in which shenanegans with Mr William Arnold began, after we went on a drinking date to Jacobs Ladder pub and then he was drunk enough to put his arm round me on our walk back home. The start of a few months...
Here's Nina outside her old Kingston home, she's certainly gone a lot further with her illustration than I have!June.
End of degree exhibition, packing up my uni career, sleeping on my floor mattress for the whole month, a very short holiday to mark the end, packing up house. The month of an end, the real end - it seemed. Time to go into the "real world". We partied enough - The Star Inn in St Just, Royal Cornwall Show, the Pentorr boys house, Pentorr gig, etc etc etc... but it was terrifying, non the less, and I became much miserable that evening I had to leave my Norwegians in Falmouth to go start my job in Golant. I may never live with them again.
I went on a real proper fancy date with Arnold, to a place which HAD to be booked in advance, and generally ate out all fancy a whole lot due to leaving & family being down etc...
Goodbye, Falmouth study... you are still missed, despite your constant seagull poop splattered window, cold & draughtyness in the chillier months, and constant smell of fart... and I hope you, dear desk, are still being well looked after, and that possibly one day I'll come collect you.July.
Golant. Month one of four. My original excitement wore off pretty quickly when I noticed that the time I could have been spending outside in the occasional sunshine (wet summer) was actually generally taken up by lying in bed and groaning after a long mornings work of making peoples breakfasts and cleaning their rooms...
Most weekends were spent with Arnold, infact due t0 the large lack of photos on Farcebook of me between June and September, most of my time was indeed Arnold related. I also saw Lisa, who was sadly rather ill for much of the time, and almost got a place on The Artworks "Startworks" programme...
I was tempted to be very mean and evil here and post up an image of Mr playing the harmonica starkers amongst a lot of tie dye... but I guess I shouldn't make things worse!! So here's a rather pretty meadow scene... we had a good picnic. The normal.August.
Finally got a new digital camera (not that I wasn't enjoying using cheap colour film!!) after my old one dying back in late March / early April. More adventures with that chap, and I got to sleep in Hector (by then having a proper made bed) a few times. I was making sure to make the most of my Monday/Tuesday weekends - getting out whenever possible to places I hadn't been in a while, doing some exploring, trying to catch some sun before it disappeared for the summer.
Near Treyarnon Bay, an evenings stroll with some of his homemade elderflower wine. Evenings were getting noticeably darker.September.
Malewise, things have been going pretty tits up and argumentative... thankfully there was much to distract me as I had visitations from Imy, then the Norwegians (for GRADUATION!!); not that there weren't good times - sometimes it felt like it was going right, we visited National Trust areas, went on walks and found apple trees and giant puffballs to eat... but no. Obvious turbulence. I notice I'm writing about Arnold a fair load in this years thoughts... but I guess he was a pretty big part, for a while.
Theres Silje, Andy, and Rarr being all graduational... fun in it's own way, I'm glad I did it - even if it wasn't really my cup of tea!!October.
A bit of a mental countdown going on this month... every spare day / day off I had I'd disappear off to Perranporth to hang out and be a fellow cool duuude to Phil (friend, and manager of YHA Perranporth - my boss to be!!). Rescuing dead robins at work, taking part in a YHA team challenge with Phil, Paul, and Chris, meeting new (Belgian) mates, and singing in a Perranporth based Celtic fest. All in all, Perranporth based despite still working at Golant. And then... the time came! I packed up, and left Golant.
An end to many things, including Arnold (he didn't die, I just treated him like crap and so it ended. I've learnt lessons!).November.
Starting with a very short week in Perranporth, I then went on travelling my chunks of Cornwall and ended up at a WWOOFing place Tregoss Barton on The Lizard (an ex-leper colony, don't you know! The Lizard in general, that is...). Most fabulous to be outside so much, except for when the weather got the better of me... a visit from the sister broke it up nicely, but I decided that I would leave in mid December rather than the end of February as it just wasn't the place for me.
A couple of little arguments here and there, a rather strange breakdown, and two gigs.
An average evening scene at T.B. Abba, dogs, crafting. Admittedly the shown dog (Ruby) was not the normal dog... (that was Dogga).December.
Wow, this last half of the year sped past so fast...
2 weeks WWOOFing, being highly excited about the latter half of December, leaving, thinking of what was to come, definately getting the Perranporth hostel job for this coming season, oh excitement! I felt as mad as Dogga the dog. The majority of the second half was spent in Norway (on this subject I shall write later, as I really should do a write up about it), and the first half was taken up with half hearted weeding and getting bitten a lot of times by bugs around my ankles.
Apart from Norway, not much of significance happened...
The month of rainbows.So thats it really... will I post again, copy what many others seem to have done - things I want to do in 2012? Who knows...
I'm not too sure as to what I want to do, maybe it could be a good idea.
Good night.
