My friend Olivia is coming for tea so I'm going to bake a cake. Soon.
Well. Animals.
Land: Wolverine.
Because it's called a wolverine. Plus they look a bit like little fuzzy bears but can apparently take down Tapirs, which are MASSIVE.
(Also, you're right David, honey badgers are badass.)
(Also, you're right David, honey badgers are badass.)
Sea: Narwhals.
'Unicorns of the North' in the words of David Attenborough
Sky: I think Sea Eagles
Because they're HUGE. And when you talk about them it just sounds like you're just saying 'Seagull' wrong, but then people see the real Sea Eagle and they're like woaaah.
Ooh, or maybe a Cassowary. They have a toe designed for stabbing.
Or a Victoria Crowned Pigeon, in the words of the zoo keeper 'the largest of pigeons', neglecting to mention that they're bright fucking blue.
Native / Domestic:
I wanted to choose something cool and Scottish to prove that I'm cool and Scottish, but I dunno.
Hmm. We did see a seal in the Isle of Skye.
Farm: I like sheep.
And HALLOWEEN.
No pictures of Team Rocket yet, but that's me with some broccoli, Andy Warhol and a reluctant pumpkin. (My hair dye is dyeing my face at this point.)
Now I should probably talk about my life...
Umm. Went to a house party for bonfire night, ended up incredibly gin-drunk, which begins with fun and frolics and face dancing, ends with me in a corner just wanting to go home.
But the fireworks were fun, only really saw them on the walk through the Meadows. Where some people failed to grasp the concept of fireworks and were setting them off horizontally.
Might be going to Switzerland soon, either on the 18th or the 25th - though I've just remembered I have Frank Turner tickets for the 25th, so really that would just be inconvenient.
Finish lectures on the 25th Nov, exams on the 19th Dec, in Newcastle until the 22nd, then back to Swindon with you lovely people.
Niice.
I really hope Tom blogs as that would be lovely.
And David, remember - chicks dig scars.
