Nottingham summer party

One of the many things that persuaded me to come to the University of Nottingham, was the annual music festival that takes place on the ‘Downs’ - a big open space with hills and grass on campus. The Summer Party 2012 was as good as 2011, with free southern comfort, bumper cars, and a bouncy castle. It’s a day of reliving your childhood, drinking beer, and watching some decent bands. This year, Wheatus brought us back to our teens with ‘Teenage Dirtbag’, Fenech Solar & Dutty Moonshine provided us with more bass than we need to hear in a year, Delilah soothed us with herboringgreat songs, and Labrinth closed the festival with the same set he did when touring with Drake - not that I’m complaining. I won some competition that meant I was given Labrinth’s album ‘Electronic Earth’ (the deluxe edition, might I add!), which is actually bloody good. Good beats and summer tunes, check it out :) Until next time, Summer Party.

farewell teenage years

                                        

As of the twelfth of June at 11:47pm, I was no longer a teenager. Someone asked me if I felt any different, if I felt older.. The truth is, I think I feel exactly the same as any other twenty year old - young, but perhaps that tiny bit more mature. I am the baby of uni, and the (second) baby out of my close friends from home. When everyone turned eighteen and I was still lagging behind, I definitely was jealous, and cursed my parents for conceiving me ‘at the wrong time of year’ (gross). Yet, after that milestone age, I can’t help but be grateful that I’m just that bit younger than all my friends. At the age of fourteen/fifteen, me and a close friend (a July baby), would fight back at all the snidey, baby-calling remarks by stating, “well actually it’s your loss, because you’re going to die a few months before us." Oh how naive and melancholy, and even more so, how embarrassing that it was only five/six years ago! That seems like a lifetime ago now…

Everyone knows I make a big deal out of birthdays, whether it’s mine or a close friends. This year was definitely no exception. Seeing as I’m spending my twenty-first birthday away from home, family, friends and my boyfriend in Russia, I decided to make this year special by having a birthday week. So over the top, and so my kind of thing.. With a music festival held at my University (blog to follow), a visit from my boyfriend and 4 best friends, Queen, Will & Kate coming to Nottingham, an amazing meal and birthday brownie at Jamie Oliver’s Italian, and an uncountable number of cocktails, I had one of the best weeks I have had during the two years of my time at University. I love my friends, both at home and in Nottingham, as well as my boyfriend, for making this birthday one to remember.

However, there is no way that my twenty-first will not be as eventful and memorable as my twentieth. Whether I’m alone in some dirty Russian bar, drinking vodka that has been topped up with white spirit (yes, that’s really an issue), or even doing the same but with new and old friends, Russia won’t know what’s hit it. Good riddance to my amazing teenage years, I can’t wait for what my twenty’s will bring.

all things british.

The Jubilee - celebrating 60 years of our great Queenie and all things British. We had our own Jubilee tea party, along with a visit from Queen Liz (Charles, below), who greeted every guest with a queenie wave; we’re the best hosts.