All year I dream about it

And when it's here I never want it to end. I love summer, warm weather, sunshine, being outdoors.

We chose our house because of the garden, we felt like it had so much possibility. A roofed deck, a lot of planting space, a lawn, another deck! Space to have bbq's, space to hang out with friends, long summer evenings looking out over the Sheffield hills... but unfortunately a representative from the council came by and looked at the decking and told us it's too rotten to even stand on. It needs to be switched before we can walk or sit or stand on it.

And our landlord doesn't feel like it. So now we have a lawn and a shitload of woodlouse. And our garden is nothing but a reminder of disappointment. A symbol of how much goes wrong with this house. And when it gets colder those woodlouse are going to start finding their way indoors again.

Out and about

Travel is so much fun and so much stress and so much overwhelming. I have a problem with big, noisy, crowded places, except for one. Gröna Lund in Stockholm is a place where I feel happy, even though I'm constantly surrounded by screaming people and massive crowds and huge, noisy structures and bright colours and bad music and in general a lot of stuff that would normally trigger a panic attack. My inner child looks at it all with starry eyed wonder. And I manage to keep it together. And. Yesterday my friend T won TWO KILOS OF TOBLERONE.

A marvellous day. I also went on three different roller coasters (and the fun house) and it was a lot of fun!

So far this trip (although it's intense) has been really good. I'm away from home for a long time but it's still hectic and I feel like I don't have time to see anyone.