Tuesday, 26 February 2008
Sunday 24th February
I woke up today feeling very odd. I had a blocked nose and felt very alone. Braved going into Morganes for a shower - she was actually out - so felt a bit better and cleaner! Then Morgane came round and showed me how to use the dreaded heater, i’m not going to use it unless it suddenly snows. Actually i’d rather freeze than use it. And it really smells. Anyway, after that I sat around for a while reading and doing some work feeling rather sad, until I decided I needed to go out and get some fresh air. I walked all over the city centre finding my way about, taking photos as I went. It was a beautiful day, really sunny and warm enough not to wear a coat. I love how most of the shops close on a Sunday. It really gives you the feeling of rest and peace. On my way home I went to this amazing patisserie (this one didn’t close), piled high with wonderful cakes, and the biggest chocolate cornflake cakes i’ve ever seen. They were almost the size of my hand - i’m not joking. However, i didn’t go for one of them I went for a Normandy, which is an apple tart. My God, it was delicious and really cheered me up! Spent the rest of the evening doing art work while watching Calamity Jane and Sister Act. First day at the Art School tommorrow.
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Dear Hannah,
It's always a little tough at the beginning when you're miles from home and what's worse they all speak another language!
It looks like you've got some good friends with you and spring's just round the corner.
Here's an old French poem about banning winter:
Yver, vous n’estes qu’un villain,
Esté est plaisant et gentil,
En tesmoing de May et d’Avril
Qui l’acompaignent soir et main.
Esté revest champs, bois et fleurs,
De sa livrée de verdure
Et de maintes autres couleurs,
Par l’ordonnance de Nature.
Mais vous, Yver, trop estes plain
De nege, vent pluye et grezil;
On vous deust banie en essil.
Sans point flater, je parle plain,
Yver, vous n’estes qu’un villain !
No, I can't understand it either.
Just joking, once you've replaced Yver with Hiver the rest looks just like he couldn't spel propurly.
The important thing is to hang out with positive people who don't keep moaning about how they wish they were back home. That happened to me for a while when I was at university in Germany and I progressively dropped the moaners and hung out with the fun ones, gradually meeting the natives as well.
Mind you the cakes sound pretty good.
You're too far away for a visit, unfortunately; you're nearer to England than Italy I think, otherwise I'd come up with the children - who would love to see you again.
I'll be keeping an eye on your blog.
Love from
Malcolm
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