This week's crime report: my flatmate Andrew was mugged for the second time this month, this time by two men with a crowbar, 3 doors down from our house. Due to just having had his phone stolen a few weeks earlier, he asked if he could at least keep the SIM card from the phone they were stealing. They said no.
In happier news, spring has sprung. Which means that it's now possible to stay at school and work until 6pm and walk home before dusk sets in and you risk getting mugged. It also means the sun is out more, and last week temps reached 60f/15c.. hallelujah. Back in January I reconnected with a lovely lady named Claire, who I originally met 2 years ago in Zambia. I was visiting an orphanage/agricultural project in the boonies there with Ina, and she happened to be at the same project with her church. Now I'm at school in Sheffield, England and she happens to have moved here a few months ago for work. It has been so good to have a friend like her around. Last Sunday, with no particular map or plan, we headed out to the Peak District.
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| We crossed about 15 of these.. |
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| Sheep. |
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| Old, unused locks. |
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| Daffodils and a chicken farm. |
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| The only logical reward for hiking 10 miles. |
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It was so good to get away from people, sirens, garbage, noise, books, lectures, computers.. life in general.
This week, Claire unexpectedly got put on a 'mandatory 9-month sabbatical' from her job, and went back to her stomping grounds of Croydon (outside London) for the rest of the month to sort things out. Such is life. Missing her, and home in general.
love to you all.
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