Friday, 7 September 2012

Recharged and Ready to Go

Because my contract at work runs slightly out of sync with the academic year, I found myself able to carry over some of last year's holiday. Cue five lovely weeks at home in the UK seeing friends and family,  witnessing good friends getting married, helping my mum clear out some stuff around the house, getting acquainted with my dad's chickens, eating way too much,  and coming down with a serious case of Olympic fever.

Something had been happening to my country whilst I was away and I wasn't sure if I liked it. People were getting excited about things. They were brandishing flags without any association with football or nationalism and having street parties with the neighbours they usually pretend don't exist. It was weird. I missed out on all the jubilee fun, and I wasn't around for the royal wedding last year either so this new thing of being genuinely enthusiastic about something without any sense of irony or shame is a bit of a shock to the system.