Week in Pictures, 21st-27th November

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A selection of photos from the week, as I didn’t take a photo-a-day. Presumably I went to work, came home, prepared lunch for the following day, set alarm and went to sleep. Though my memory is as equally blank as the camera card. I like to think my other days, which also included two boxersize classes (sooo much more my style than yogarrgh!) made up for them.

Monday, 21st November

My landlady apologised for the gaudy coloured buildings in the town. I rather like them though!

What would a week without geo-caching be?! I planned to find one each day during my lunch hour, but didn't get beyond Monday. Though that just means more for me to find in following weeks!

Wednesday, 23rd November

Sunrise through my bedroom window

Spoilt Tilly

Thursday, 24th November

Morning cycle rise with the dog along the Deben. Had hoped sunrise would be as good as yesterday's. Will have to try again another morning.

Saturday, 26th November

Getting ready for a sculling taster session

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas. Santa arrives in Aldeburgh

I'll go against the grain and say I like pylons!

Sunday,, 27th November

I met up with a friend who used to live in the area, so he showed me round his old stomping ground. This is near Waldringfield.

Took the dog out for a night walk. Will try this again at full moon + a bit higher tide.


Stress Reduction Kit

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I found this sign stuck on the wall in my new job’s office:

Yep, quite apt.

I caught myself wishing someone had stuck this next to my university desk. Though I think/know I would have had a sense of humour failure over it at the time!

Probably closer to what the reality would have been at uni

But now it’s reassuring to know that other people do feel stressed, that it is a normal reaction to problems at work. This pleases me for two reasons: 1) it’s ok to joke/admit to feeling stressed sometimes, and 2) that feeling stressed is normal and won’t automatically tip over into anything worse.

On that note, I will celebrate now getting through two weeks over no melt downs or other issues. Maybe a few mornings of jitters, but nothing worse that the fear of not knowing what I’m meant to be doing that day and afraid I’ll mess up on the next project. Which I guess are fairly rational, and I haven’t actually let them worry me to the point of causing me to mess up, so that’s ok. It’s almost been too easy. Or is that just normal?

Week in Pictures, 13th-20th November

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My last week living in London, so took to photographing the normal London things I see often, and the places I’ve only just discovered as I’m about to leave!

Sunday 13th November

Autumn at Kew

Monday 14th November

Fluorescent stream of light from the (not)underground trundling along til late at night

Tuesday 15th November

Autumn in Southwark Park. I thought it would have been a nice place to walk during my lunches. Though sore feet afterwards reminded me why I hadn't often ventured that far!

Wednesday 16th November

Cute garden near work (discovered while geo-caching!)

Thursday 17th November

Ducks on a canal at Canada Water. Only discovered this nice place to sit for lunch on the day before leaving the London office. Oh well!

Friday 18th November

Whoosh of light near the Underground, after getting off my last journey on it for a while!

Saturday 19th November

Leaving London. I am Bag Lady

Tilly greeted me very happily as I intruded into her home, which I will be sharing for the next little while.

Sunday 20th November

A foggy but pretty morning spent discovering the walks near my new home

Pssst…I made it through a week!

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I don’t want to jinx myself, but just want to whisper that I’ve finally made it through a full week, Thursday 1pm to Thursday 1pm with no tears or mini-meltdowns!

Since I saw CBT Lady, Celine, in the spring, Thursday 1pm became that magic time when I’d make plans  for how to have a positive week and attempt to put them into action. (magic as in a reasoned arbitrary point for starting a week. Not actually attributing super powers to Celine or that particular hour). I’ve more or less kept that habit up ever since, and finally I got there!

I may not have been bubbling and bouncing off the walls the entire week, but for now I’ll take being on an even keel any day!

I’m a graduate!


Graduation. PGDip (Dist), Landscape Architecture. All good though I wish I'd brushed my hair!

My other major exciting thing recently (now already over a week ago), was my graduation ceremony last Tuesday!

It was fun seeing friends again, and I was really happy my mother flew over to England for the ceremony, so she could meet them, and my lecturers/tutors from the past two years. She’s heard all about them, and I suppose it’s better late than never to meet them in real life. She was pleased to thank them for all their looking after me too.

There were times this year when I couldn’t imagine actually getting there in the end. Though I’m embarrassed by the total drivel I found to worry about. But somehow, with lots of support, I (I should say ‘we’) managed it. And with a usefully selective memory, which I noticed before when I re-visited my uni last time, I even have fond memories to boot!

Morphing into a Country Bumpkin


I’ve been enjoying the past few weeks living the life of a city girl in London, but now I’m looking forward to the joy of becoming a country bumpkin!


The company I’d been working for on a month long temporary basis in London has now offered me a permanent job in their Suffolk office!  I’ll be starting there on 21st November. Woop, with a good dose of aaaaaahhh yiiiikkkkes mixed in!

I say I’ve been ‘enjoying’ London, but maybe just because that’s what I’m meant to say. Really there are a load of things I’m looking forward to once I’m outside the city:

  • a minute and a half’s walk to the office in the morning, rather than my 52 minute commute (if everything is clickety-click) via 2 undergrounds and the over ground plus walking at both ends!
  • going to the grocery shop and being able to carry back my shopping easily, rather than needing to take a bus, which invaribly is the wrong one anyway!
  • working in an office with a more laid back attitude – one where I’ll feel comfortable actually taking a lunch break and leaving at 5.30 in the evening (the audacity!)
  • shopping in at a farmers market stall where my first thought isn’t about the depth of traffic grime covering the veg.
  • roads that I’m brave enough to cycle along.
  • swimming, sailing and/or rowing without fear of touching septicemic water (or whatever nasties might really be in the Thames)

I’ve had a few underhand comments about where I’ll be living. Some are incredulous, along the lines of ‘Why? Just why would you want to live there?’, or else engaging on discussions of whether the place I’ll be is just a village out in the sticks, and not a town at all (though to the South African in question, he probably consider Birmingham or Manchester to be little towns compared to Cape Town!). Others a bit more specific, like telling me that ‘normal young people (or maybe she said ‘normally…’) leave here for London, not come to it!’. I also have to admit that til now I hadn’t even heard of the town, and the only thing I’d heard from the area was from news reports several years ago of five prostitutes going missing from the nearby city!

The area is one I’d probably would never have predicted, or chosen if I’m honest, but it’s on the water and seems very nice. Small enough to feel knowable, but big enough to have useful shops, a train station and a rowing club. So at the moment all I can think about is how happy I am that I’ll be somewhere properly permanent (well soon at least, initially I’ll be staying with a friend of my aunt’s, but I’m grateful for that anyway, that I won’t be stuck alone in a B&B for my first nights). After all I’m not from London (or England for that matter), and I feel like I’ve already ‘done’ city living when I was first at uni, so somewhere in Suffolk is as good as anywhere I think!

I have an Iranian uni friend who has ended up in Monmouth. I figure that if he, an ex-Tehran embassy security guard, can make a good go of living in a little Welsh town, I for sure can give living in a chocolate box town in east England my best shot too!

Mostly Picture-less weeks


It’s been a strange couple of weeks, since I’ve done a ‘Week in Pictures’ post, or even since my last entry – a mix of day-to-day normalness (really a giant win in the grand scheme of things for me !) that was not particularly photogenic, and some really exciting things that could not be condensed to a single picture!

As I still haven’t got my head round the big things – uni graduation ceremony shizz, finding out I somehow managed to pull of a distinction in my PGdiploma, and being offered and accepting a permanent job that will entail me becoming a country bumpkin – here is picture summary of my day-to-day stuff:

Flip flops on the Weekends

Flip Flops in Autumn (same flip flops, same jeans, slightly more chipped nail polish the next day)

Commuting on the Weekdays


Faffing with hair most days