L’été
I’ve been incredibly sporty recently. Well, I say sporty. I mean watching the World Cup from the comfort of a chair with some 9% beer to make it more fun. […]
Tag Archives: year abroad
Enjoy your whiteness!
It’s the last week before a week’s holidays….yay for mid-term holidays. My classes this semester are largely oral (which for those of who didn’t become desensitised to the word ‘oral’ […]
My Arab Spring
If I was some Syrian rebel trying to ignite the uprising I’d be fucking terrible. I’d see someone setting fire to themself at a market and be like, wow that’s […]
La vraie rentrée
There are many things about Tours which I didn’t expect. For example, there is a ridiculous number of vintage cars. When I first got here I assumed there was a […]
La rentrée
I’m not sure when this blog entry will see the light of day since as I type this, I’m sitting in my lovely new digs which come equipped with a […]
When the sun gets down, so do we
The Saturday after my last blog, I went back through to Lille. I felt sketchy walking through Vieux Lille (the nice bit, but weirdly, also the bit with the hoors), […]
I’m a Ch’ti bitch, baby
This weekend was one of those belters you have nothing really planned for, but turns out to be frankly outstanding and one of the best yet. Started on Thursday, heading […]
