So, my next few days will be going down to Stoke-on-Trent to see my father and grandmother whilst I'm not working. I think being around them will make things much more real.
Otherwise, in my life things are going fairly well. I'm enjoying my current work. It's looking after children who are actually quite well behaved. I'm looking for another 5-10 hour's work a week and I'll be in a good position. My weekend was really fun. My housemate had her boyfriend and guests over. I wasted my Saturday playing a computer game, but Sunday I spent with them. In the morning I took the guests to Bolehill as it was actually sunny. The photo is of them sitting on the rocks looking over the valley. I hadn't seen a day that beautiful for a few months. To the right is a man walking into the photo. He stopped and talked to us. He told us that this area used to be used as blast furnaces for the steel industry that used to thrive here, as there was always guarantee of a strong wind! (The day I took my parents here in November, as soon as they turned the corner they decided they didn't want to go further because of the wind)
This is the highest point in Sheffield (I love how it is impossible to get straight lines in photos of this city), covered in fog. Then in was sunny for a bit and then it snowed. The weather here is crazy.
We walked around for about an hour and a half in the sun (the temperature was no warmer for it). In the afternoon we went to see Slumdog Millionaire, which is an impressive movie. I was really glad to see it. At home we were flicking through the channels on TV and discovered the Nigerian movie channel (which is apparently the biggest movie producer after Hollywood and India). I do hope the movie we watched wasn't the best representation of their produce as it was terrible, but in a hilarious way. We ended up watching 'The Pastor and the Harlot', which was soap opera drama meets Christian morality play. The climax of the movie being a scene were the Pastor discovers that the woman he's committing adultery with is a prostitute. His wife walks in and screams at him. Mimi (the prostitute) walks out and bumps into a cleaning woman, who turns out to be her mother. Her mother then points at the Pastor and declares that he is Mimi's father. Mimi faints. Then her mother faints. Then the Pastor's wife faints and finally the Pastor himself faints. I couldn't believe it. There were some brilliant phrases from the movie - my favourite being 'what devillish thoughts emmanate from your lips!' and 'that's a very good question. You find the answer', both of which I intend to use more.
I'm actually glad that I was feeling ok with the world when I got this news. It makes it a bit easier to handle. It's nice to know I have people who have my back when things are going badly.

