Welcome to Falmouth!



I've finally made to from the Big Smoke to Cornwall, it has been quite a journey - stressful but fun and now I'm finally here I know just how worthwhile it has been. Phew!


Having decided (last minute admittedly) to follow my dreams I am now pursuing an MA in Professional Writing at University College Falmouth. Let's face it Cornwall is a million miles from SW17, in every shape and form - for a start people say hello in the street and that itself is enough it put a huge grin on my face everyday in itself.


First of all, an apology, this blog has been a long time coming, all talk and no action as per usual....



My initial plan was to build up to the big move, but circumstance over took me, but thanks to the sterling http://www.rightmoves.co.uk/ from Wandsworth (highly recommended - John is a star!) I made it down in one piece - having worked up until 6pm on Thursday night, by 6pm on Friday I was in Pastyland.



On the down side I am at the arse end of the campus - and I mean the arse end. Am living in the further possible place from anywhere. On a building site. In the basement. Next to the main road. No reception - of any kind - bar this. No laundry - it's not built yet and the nearest one is 0.5k away (I am not ready to share my smalls with strangers - I don't care in what capacity.) If I was a dominatrix (think dungeons) fixated with Bob the Builder, I'd be thrilled, but I'm not.



I also think leaving a digger near student accommodation is asking for trouble - although many 0f the student appears to be more interested in sitting in the road playing guitar. Yes really.



Application in today to move, although my course leader said that she has got people out of the contract (which I am signed in for 40 weeks) before - 'but it helps if you're mad, or something' - that'll be a 'can do' . Wibble.



Two of my saviours have been Tim (mining computer whizz - fixes everything, has a proper beard and plays guitar) and Rich (surfer - who knows everything about Falmouth) - more to follow...



We also have 'Celtic John' - who is retaking his first year of Celtic Studies (me neither, I will find out, and also how do you muck up something that must involve drinking Guinness?), who was making his own pasties last night - not handmade pastry, but a good effort.



Tim thinks he is a serial killer, so if this is my only blog you know why.



Falmouth on the other hand is delightful and I have already been 'window shopping' - hopefully with a winning lottery ticket in the other hand. Food, very important to me as you know is amazing - big fat scallops are just the beginning - can't love it enough and the window at the back of M&S looks over the harbour - how brilliant is that!

Sailing and surfing are on the agenda, as is the trip to the local hospital when I eventually knock my self out, doing something stupid.

Going to sign off now as our first project we have to write, produce and record a radio comedy sketch show to be broadcase on Source FM (Falmouth's local radio station on Friday afternoon) - wish me luck!

Wish you all were here - one pasty down, hundreds to go.......