What A Blur

It’s been a busy past week in the world of me. Everyone who lives in Cheltenham knows that normal life comes to a bit of a standstill when it’s Gold Cup week and that’s just what it was last week

Yes that is a tank behind us

Before jumping full swing into the races spirit, I had an important University competition called IBM Business Challenge. For those of you (the majority) that don’t know what this is, it’s basically a business simulation, whereby teams act as directors of a business and have to make crucial decisions to try to make the most profit possible. Our team made it to the semi-finals and came 2^nd which was brill!!  (Although I can’t help feeling a little disheartened we didn’t come first…).BUT we did win sponsors challenge, which put simply, was a competition to come up with a volunteer project for the company Serco. So we'll be meeting up with Serco to help them to develop and roll out the idea. Pretty cool.

Then I entered the world of horse racing! Having worked at the races every year since living in Cheltenham, my housemates and I thought we’d treat ourselves this year and actually go to the races on Friday, Gold Cup day. So we got all dolled up and splashed our cash betting on horses…one time, I even risked betting a whole £5 on a horse!! (It didn’t win…). I came out from the day £15 down, but minus the rain, it was a great day! My housemate and I even treated a packed pub to our dance performance.

My Housemates. All dolled up and ready to go!

Note to self: Must stop doing this in public.

Now it’s back to dissertation, dissertation, dissertation. And here’s where you come in. If you haven’t already, PLEASE complete my survey. And if you have already, please pass on to friends, family, cats, dogs. ANYBODY AND EVERYBODY.

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Lets leave things on a positive note... Goats yelling like humans. The best thing since sliced bread.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PpccpglnNf0 

Enjoy...  

Toodle-oo x

What A Weekend

I took a trip to London this weekend to visit two of my friends from home that I have been friends with since we were little nippers, aged 4. It was a really nice opportunity for the three of us to meet up as I can’t remember the last time we did!

My 8th Birthday. Clearly I've always had a love for food... check out the burger shaped  birthday cake!

As per usual, our day on Friday revolved around food. No sweets, chocolates or goodies might I add! (Despite my entire house failing at lent, I’m still going strong! Sometimes I do ask myself why I’m doing it, but there seems to be a little man inside my brain that just won’t let me fail!)

After wandering around the beautiful streets of Covent Garden (Oh I can’t wait to live in London) we ended the day in a bar in Clapham called Lost Society*. I won’t forget this place for two reasons:

1. They had the best cocktails I have EVER tasted (resulting in a £70 drinks bill between the three of us. OH. GOD.)

2. I watched my first Burlesque show! Although we spent our time scrutinising the girl’s bodies and dancing skills  (this is what happens when girls watch other girls strip…) we actually really enjoyed it!

Then me being me....I managed to lose my massive chunky scarf, which has been my friend through three winters. It was quite a feat losing such a big item of clothing, so I really think I should be congratulated on this loss. AND in fact the loss of the scarf actually ended up being a positive (kind of)....

Here I was mourning over my scarf on the train whilst changing into flats for the walk home (before I continue this story, it’s probably best you know that we were a little drunk by this time) and this sparked a conversation with two guys on the train. Well once we got chatting, we thought it only best to get more and more people involved, so we made eye contact with people and smiled (not at all creepy) until they joined in a conversation with us. By the time we reached our stop at Twickenham we had half of our train carriage chatting...what a change from the usual solemn, silent train journey! We even managed to spark a bit of a love affair between two complete strangers, just call us cupid.

Buzzing from our train revelation, we made a pact that every train journey from then on we would chat to a new person, on a mission to make London friendlier.

Well, lets just say that didn’t last. By day two we had failed.

So everyone, share the love...scrap the whole don't talk to strangers (Disclaimer: Does not apply to kids)

Ciao x

*If you want to venture to a bar in London that’s a little bit different, definitely give Lost Society a visit. Check it out: http://www.lostsociety.co.uk/