September 2010


I’ve read a few ex-aberite posts lately about departing Aberystwyth and looking back on all the fun times. I thought, yeah… why not chip in?

So I first moved to Aberystwyth in September of 2001, and was there until Easter of 2007. 5 years and 7 months. Looking back on it, I’m relatively certain that the last 7 of those months were the most miserable I’ve ever been. I was working two jobs for the University (as a Warden in one of the halls and in the IT department’s Operations Team). I had very little free time, and what little there was seemed to be spent doing nothing of any real value. So in the end, it was quite easy for me to leave.

That’s not to say that Aberystwyth wasn’t good. In many respects, the friendships I’ve developed there are exceptional. A group of people who I consider in some cases to be closer than family (is that a terrible thing to say?).

I don’t miss living in Aberystwyth. Not even slightly. The shops were naff, and I wasn’t overly keen on the students by the time I left. I miss the people, and the great thing now is that those friendships have been extended into the “real” world, and I get to play a part in something that extends beyond that small bit of life clinging to the west coast of Wales.

Ultimately, the best bit of Aberystwyth is always with me, which is why I don’t miss it.

B

Yet again, despite my good intentions, I’ve failed to post with any degree of regularity. That having been said, the fact that I’m writing this just slightly over a month after my previous effort is surely cause for celebration.

Since the holiday, things have largely been quite settled. The ammount of travel I’ve had to undertake has decreased considerably, with a few trips to Leeds and a brief trip to Southampton being a rather lacklustre end to 7 months of work/personal trips (specifically in regards to Southampton, the destination is what I regard as lacklustre, rather than the event that took me there).

So what have been the highlights? I’m glad you asked…

Faye & Andy’s wedding
So yes, I was able to discharge my duties as Andy’s best man and see him married off to Faye. The wedding was lovely, and the reception was jolly good fun (apart from the endless Welsh jokes). The speech seemed to go down well, with people laughing at the right places (which is more than can be said for Andy’s effort).

On last pass through the speech...

But I digress, the Bride & Groom looked very happy together, and a good time was had by all.

Playing the host
One of the nice things about having the new place (along with the free weekends that come with not having to travel places) is the ability to play host to friends who visit. I’ve had a few do so lately, and it’s been an absolute pleasure to see them. It’s not something I’ve been able to do in quite some time (having been in a flat-share before that for pushing on 2 years).

Nice view for dinner

Keeping house
Something I’m having to come to grips with of late is actually keeping a house. I have a vague understanding of how such things work (surfaces need going over with the vacuum cleaner, dusters over shelves and alike), but I’m constantly surprised about how much work is involved, and how often it needs doing (it hadn’t occurred to me for instance that I needed to dust above the photo frames in the hallway…). Needless to say, I now have a better understanding of why Mum kept having a go at us when we were younger about how much work she put into keeping the house clean.

TV
Finally, being at home a bit more means I have time to catch up on TV, and have been rather enjoying “Mad Men” and “How I met your Mother”..

So, that’s your lot. Until next time…

B