Sandwiched in between Ireland, Latvia and Canterbury were quite a few notable events. The first that leaps to mind involves a certain microwave. A certain exploded microwave. A microwave that no longer exists in our flat save for the distant smell of burning.
Okay, so I’m not completely hopeless. I know how to use a microwave. I now know how not to use a microwave. I’d set some bread on to defrost and had returned to my room when I caught a whiff of this awful acrid smell from the kitchen. I ran back to find that the entire kitchen was engulfed in thick impenetrable grey smoke. I panicked. I inhaled a kitchenful of toxic fumes while opening the windows. I ran to reception for advice and was told to try to avoid setting the fire alarms off, and maybe try opening the windows?
So essentially our block reeked of burning for about a week. On the plus side, they replaced our microwave the very next day and I haven’t managed to destroy this one yet. My lungs may be dead inside, but hey, shiny new appliance…
The second exciting event arrived on a Tuesday afternoon when I came home from King’s to find a parcel waiting for me outside my door. Forks! Tiny teddies! Hev sent me amazing wonderful things and it made my day.
And then a third fantastic thing occurred that very night when Maddie and Alice surprised me with tickets to see Matilda, the musical version of Roald Dahl’s novel adapted for stage by Tim Minchin. Brilliant brilliant brilliant! It was absolutely top quality, so much fun, so much Trunchbull. I laughed, I cried, I want to see it again and again. I normally hate kids singing on stage, but I loved all the little kiddie actors in this production. Genius.
So there we go: microwave, teddies, Matilda. Very notable events.
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