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Heeley City Farm went okay. The people there with learning difficulties are lovely and make you feel really wanted. A few of them bombard you with questions though. Only thing I didn't really like was all the animal stuff. Don't get me wrong, I like animals..but having to know how to clean out/feed every animal in the Small Animal House was more than I care to know, though I need to know it, but there are so many animals, from guinea pigs to spiders to birds, so it's pretty overwhelming.
I didn't go last week 'cause I was ill, but will be going on Thursday. I love talking and working with the group so hopefully as I get my head around everything else things will get better and I'll be able to enjoy it more. Eddie who was guiding me, told Ally who is in charge of the learning disabilities group, that I did really really well on my first day.
What else kids? Went on holiday to Dorset with the parents the other week, which was wonderful. It was absolutely boiling every single day we were there and I had a great time. Highlights include visiting lots of Thomas Hardy places, (Dorchester, his house, settings from the novels etc). I adore Hardy, so it was really interesting for me. I've nearly finished Jude The Obscure, which is a novel I love. God he's so wonderfully bleak.
I've seen my nephew Charley a lot in the last couple of weeks, and will definitely post some photos soon. He is absolutely gorgeous and so so so so funny. He is a little comedian and just loves to make people laugh. He's got such an awareness and understanding of other people for a 10 month old. I love him so much. Thinking about how much I love him makes me cry. Is that odd for an Auntie? He wouldn't go to sleep the other night when I was babysitting without me stroking his hair and him holding my hand. He was poorly with a cold, and kept waking up coughing, and everytime he woke up and I put him back down to sleep, he grabbed my hand, whilst I "shshhhed" him and stroked his hair.
In other news, I'm more or less settled in the new house and love living near London Road. It's great being so near to town and near multitudes of restaurants and great shops. It's also nice living somewhere so multicultural. The kids on my road are always playing out and talk to me whenever I walk past. It's like a proper little community,
Mentally though, I've been really up and down.This last week I've been feeling particularly shit and some old habits have started up again. I still have support workers, and one of them, who's actually a student on placement, is really good and has really helped me since I moved here. I didn't sleep at all last night, I hate how my mood affects my sleeping pattern so fucking much. I am overdosing on caffeine today because I don't want to get stuck in a rut again.
Anyway, I've written too much. Adios.
I didn't go last week 'cause I was ill, but will be going on Thursday. I love talking and working with the group so hopefully as I get my head around everything else things will get better and I'll be able to enjoy it more. Eddie who was guiding me, told Ally who is in charge of the learning disabilities group, that I did really really well on my first day.
What else kids? Went on holiday to Dorset with the parents the other week, which was wonderful. It was absolutely boiling every single day we were there and I had a great time. Highlights include visiting lots of Thomas Hardy places, (Dorchester, his house, settings from the novels etc). I adore Hardy, so it was really interesting for me. I've nearly finished Jude The Obscure, which is a novel I love. God he's so wonderfully bleak.
I've seen my nephew Charley a lot in the last couple of weeks, and will definitely post some photos soon. He is absolutely gorgeous and so so so so funny. He is a little comedian and just loves to make people laugh. He's got such an awareness and understanding of other people for a 10 month old. I love him so much. Thinking about how much I love him makes me cry. Is that odd for an Auntie? He wouldn't go to sleep the other night when I was babysitting without me stroking his hair and him holding my hand. He was poorly with a cold, and kept waking up coughing, and everytime he woke up and I put him back down to sleep, he grabbed my hand, whilst I "shshhhed" him and stroked his hair.
In other news, I'm more or less settled in the new house and love living near London Road. It's great being so near to town and near multitudes of restaurants and great shops. It's also nice living somewhere so multicultural. The kids on my road are always playing out and talk to me whenever I walk past. It's like a proper little community,
Mentally though, I've been really up and down.This last week I've been feeling particularly shit and some old habits have started up again. I still have support workers, and one of them, who's actually a student on placement, is really good and has really helped me since I moved here. I didn't sleep at all last night, I hate how my mood affects my sleeping pattern so fucking much. I am overdosing on caffeine today because I don't want to get stuck in a rut again.
Anyway, I've written too much. Adios.