It’s been nearly a year since I moved out of my old flat in Newcastle, and there are only two things I miss: the huge corner bathtub and the tumble dryer.
I can make do with the smaller bath, but the lack of a tumble dryer is something I still haven’t adjusted to. The flat is pretty cramped so there isn’t really anywhere to put one, which means we’re resigned to drying laundry on the radiators or on the heated clothes rack in the kitchen. A heated clothes rack sounds like a great idea but in fact it takes forever to dry anything, as I keep finding out when I go to get clean underwear in the morning and everything on the dryer is still damp. It’s a good thing I don’t mind going out in not-quite-dry underwear, that’s all I can say. I don’t know how “normal” people manage. » Read more
Hi! Once again, it’s been an interesting week. On a whim, I decided I should open up a bit more on Facebook; I’ve been running a page for my blog for a while, but now – in direct contravention of the Facebook rules, but who’s counting – I’ve set up a profile for HannaH2O which I intend to keep entirely 100% separate from my “vanilla” profile, so don’t even ask. 😛 It seems to have gone quite well, and if you’re one of the people who found me here because I popped up on your Facebook feed, hello! » Read more
Hi guys! So, if you’ve been following my other blog Hannah’s Braindump you’ll be aware that I had some sad news about one of my old university friends last week. I wrote a long blog post about him and the time we spent the night together, but then decided it wasn’t the right time to post all the intimate details. You can read the whole thing on Patreon or sanitised version on Braindump, but the tl;dr of it is that we were really close friends but both too shy to make a move, until I eventually did and then he took a job in Australia and I never saw him again.
So you’ll understand that I wasn’t really in the mood to celebrate my birthday last Friday. Instead of wild partying I spent the day at home, curled up on the sofa with Barry the cat, watching old TV shows. My flatmate Gabi, though, had other ideas. I was enjoying my quiet, uneventful evening when she came crashing in with a box of wine and two huge takeaway pizzas. “Did somebody order a birthday?” » Read more
To warm you up at the start of the long, miserable slog through to spring, here’s a story from last summer. I started writing it at the end of August, like a traditional back-to-school “What I did on my summer holidays” kind of post. Not exactly the kind I would have dared write when I was at school though!
So, against my better judgement, I got talked into going camping. It’s never been something that appealed to me – when I go on holiday I like little home comforts like beds, toilets, floors, that kind of thing. This summer, though, my cousin Marianne convinced me to go and spend a week in a tent with her and her kids. We were never really that close when we were younger, but Marianne split up with her long-term partner around the same time I moved back up to Scotland, so we bonded over our individual personal problems. One evening she came round to my place for tea and sympathy, and ended up convincing me to go camping with her. I agreed partly out of sympathy, as otherwise she and the girls wouldn’t have had a holiday this year and I felt they deserved one; and partly out of guilt as it was Marianne’s daughter Eilidh who I nearly killed in the black ice incident before Christmas. And, I suppose, partly out of relief and gratitude that they still trusted me to drive them anywhere.
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Morning! So, another exciting day here at H2O Towers… I’ve just done something spontaneous that I haven’t done since I moved in here about six months ago. Can you guess what it is? 😉
My flatmate’s gone to work and I’m up early to get on with stuff – mainly writing a big post about my summer holiday, which I was keen to get on with… but my enthusiasm spilled over a little, as did my coffee, and since I’ve got the place to myself and laundry to do, one thing led to another and before I knew what was happening, the urge was upon me and I was heading to the shower with my pyjamas still on.
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