Return

Once again, I am back from Fowey, and once again, I am so sad to be back. I was exhausted when I got back - crawling into bed just after nine. But Monday morning, I woke up so sad not to be waking up to this view:

And eating breakfast outside in the sunshine, on the steps, with some lovely people.

I've got used to it now, being back, and I was happy to be able to get on with some proper writing (I made scribbles while I was away, but nothing like just getting on with something). It was a wonderful week. And one of those strange times when it both raced by, but at the same time, it was as if we had been there forever.

The week started off wet and windy. At the start of the week, I didn't know any of the other student volunteers, but by the end of the week, we were close and all so sad to say goodbye to one another! I could easily have gone down to Falmouth with them - that's how hard it was to say goodbye.

Anyway, the first weekend most of us were helping out with the Family Fun Weekend at Trenython, which was new for this year. The theme was Inspired by Nature. Despite the wind and rain, it was a great weekend. I was put on the role of helping with the author events, which was enormous fun and meant I got to meet lovely authors, such as Liz Kessler (author of North of Nowhere).

There was lots of other things going on, such as den building, seed planting, camp fire cooking, and willow making.

Monday was the first day we were all in the town. After a briefing, and all clad in our bright green tshirts, which became quite a feature of the week, we set off on our different tasks. There was lots going on throughout the week, and our roles ranged from different things, such as giving out information, front of house, helping with Waterstones, and much more!

It was great to be back in Fowey, of course, and to see everything I love - and talk lots of Daphne! One of the events I was able to attend was one of Laura Varnham's reading group on Frenchman's Creek. It was fascinating, and relit my obsession quite fully! I now want to reread everything once again, and get utterly absorbed (not a bad thing). Other great events I attended included Helen Taylor, Veronica Henry and Ruth Rendell.

I drank lots of coffee and cider, ate lots of fudge, pink iced buns, and ice cream, spent time on the beach in the glorious sunshine, walked though fields and around Fowey, laughed a lot, wrote, read, met lots of lovely people, and had an ace time. It was the best week.

It was funny too to be staying at the same place I had the previous year, although upgraded in a caravan, and revisiting the same beach that I had first started windsurfing. I can't believe that was only a year ago!

It all already seems a long time ago now. Sigh.

On the plus side, I have settled down to some serious writing this week. I nearly have a first draft of my dissertation creative piece done, and I've been busy editing Treading Water (once again). Phew!

Fowey again!

Nearly the last time I posted, I had just got back from Fowey. And now, off I go again! Says something, doesn't it?

Anyway, off I go again, and I am so excited. It's going to be a bit different this time - I'm volunteering with the Festival (something I've always wanted to do), so it won't be all sitting staring at the river! But I'm so excited. It's my favourite place in the world and I just feel so at home there. I feel like me there.

I went down for the festival last year, by myself, and camped, which was one of the best things ever. And I tried windsurfing for the first time, which has just been incredible ever since. It's crazy to think that that was a year ago, and since then... well... <3 Funny how things turn out isn't it. I can't believe I've been windsurfing for nearly a year!

Well, off I go on another adventure to my favourite place! See you all soon.

McBusted thoughts

I've been meaning, as always to blog for a while now. Im now back in Exeter after a month back in Sussex, and as always I have mixed feelings. It's good to be back in Exeter, but I miss Sussex! I love being in the countryside and - well, that's another post. Even this one has been sat in my drafts for a while waiting to be pushed. I don't know where the time has gone, or what's been going on, but I'm hoping to get back into a blogging schedule - but we'll see!

Anyway, a couple of weeks ago now I saw the McBusted tour arriving in Bournemouth and London. It came around rather suddenly, and unexpectedly and I wasn't really prepared for it, despite having brought tickets so many months ago! Despite my apprehensions and annoyance at Mcfly (please release the sixth album boys), all that was blown away by the shows, which were  EPIC.

It was the most surreal thing ever, and kind of emotional, for a show to start with a BUSTED song. Like never in my wildest dreams did I think I'd see that. I've been waiting for ten years, and it finally happened! The boys were on top form, so full of energy, and just wonderful. It did make me REALLY REALLY miss Mcfly though. I just want to see them again now!

It was so awesome to hear all the Busted hits live, and there was so much awesome stuff going on on stage. It was something I never thought I'd see - ever.  And it was a brilliant night.

But now, I  just want my boys back. My four boys, as they have always been, galaxy defenders, funny, brilliant, talented, the four boys I know and love. I just want them back now please. Enough of this.