Today hasn’t been great. I’ve been at work all day, which is shitty in itself. Been mega busy with one of the students saying that he’s being bullied and the aftermath that comes with that. I filled in a load of job applications last night, saved them only to find that they in fact hadn’t… Continue reading What. A. Shit. Show.
Rugby I play rugby. I love rugby. I have been involved in the rugby world for 4 years. I started rugby at University, I went as a bright eyed (maybe not so bright due to 3 evenings of drinking) fresher and signed up for football because obviously that was the sport I played and therefore… Continue reading UEA Rugby the basics
The next morning Mum and I popped over to the N&N to sort out the mess that was my ankle. After a trip through A&E and into Minor Injuries I was informed I would need ANOTHER xray because Northampton hadn’t unlocked my records for them to see. Eventually it was decided that I was going… Continue reading Broken Ankle – The rest of the story, I warn you, it gets gory
As you may have gathered, getting home from Northampton was not as easy as it should have been. I’m not sure where to start this story so you’ll have to keep in mind that when all this was going on I was really rather stressed, and in quite a lot of pain (lack of painkillers).… Continue reading Broken Ankle – Getting home from Northampton General
As I have previously mentioned, I broke my ankle on Remembrance Day 2015. I was playing rugby for UEA 1s against Northampton and we were away from home. I had been playing rugby for 2 full seasons at this point having taken it up at University and the most serious injury I had sustained while… Continue reading Broken Ankle – My Trip to Northampton General
I am dyslexic, she says for the millionth time. I have decided that it is important for me to clear up a few things about what dyslexia can be like, and honestly, this is personal, because it is different for everyone. I was assessed as dyslexic at University and so I would be seen as… Continue reading Dyslexia – a note to everyone
So contrary to this blog, I don’t actually drink often, however my old housemate texted me on Thursday saying the famous words ‘spontaneous drinks on Friday?’ And so I found myself in Bond cocktail bar on Friday night drinking Pornstar Martinis on a fabulous 241 offer. As me and Alice set the world to rights,… Continue reading 11 drinks and a hell of a hangover later