Revolutionary Rants

On Monday we journeyed almost 300 miles from Devon to West Yorkshire. We returned to Huddersfield, Chicken for his final year, and me for my MA.

We are mostly settled in now, with our bedroom now a room rather than a space containing a large number of boxes, bags and general dirt from the previous occupier. The house was rather filthy (although our first arriving housemates had the worst of it) so I had a nasty hour cleaning out the little bathroom, and brought a fancy mop to do the floors.

Needless to say, we both slept as our heads hit the pillows! But we are back, where we started out, in the North.