It’s Not Brain Surgery

Southside without students is like Camden Town without bohemians – quiet, and empty. For the first two weeks of my semester, the city around campus was pretty much derelict, save for the occasional vet student. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I’m a raging socialite, but their absence meant the people-watching from my kitchen was pants for the entire fortnight.

Where was everybody?

At home. Still on Christmas break. By the time they all began trickling in for the start of their semester, the vet meds had sat an exam, finished the entire renal module, and begun the endocrinology module. Vet school waits for nobody.

I’m pretty sure the last time I wrote was just before my December exams. Apologies for the radio silence, I’m sure you’ll forgive me once I’ve regaled you with everything that has occurred since! Continue reading!

Raining Cats & Dogs

No kidding, the sunshine has packed its bags and moved on! Or at least, I thought it had when I began this post. When it came to opening my curtains, however, Mother Nature had changed her mind. Rowena and I have concluded that she’s currently undecided as to whether she wants to identify as Winter or Spring. It’s a very personal choice, I understand, but I hope she makes her mind up soon.

There’s been a crazy mixture of heavy rain, snow, gale-force wind, and now sunshine. But in the end, perspective is important and, as we all know, Britain as a whole does not cope well with snow. Continue reading!