Are all my posts house related?

I have just signed the contract for my first ever house!

I'm going to have my own front door and possibly my own cat. meow. 

I'm living with 2 girls and 2 boys, and we are moving in for second year of university. As of July, I have to pay bills, do my own cooking and learn to use the house alarm.

This is all so scary & I've got excitable butterflies.  

wow, this feels WAY too grown up. 

ours is the green one, we have our own front door!

I love the fireplace, we are putting fair lights everywhere!

HOME BOUND

I was just twiddling with my cornflakes in Uni Halls when Emily (my roomie) jokingly said "Lets all go to Manchester!"

Within 20 minutes we were equipped with back packs, foiled up sandwiches and rail cards. We stumbled on to the train from Nottingham to Manchester as the whistle blew. 

I had recruited 3 Londeners, my flatmates who all imagined Manchester to be like the streets of London, only when Oliver Twist was roaming them. 

I quickly proved them wrong, I did a whistle stop tour of EVERYWHERE in my city. (I will do a blog soon on the places to visit) - I'm quite the patriot. 

with my sister being tourists

Later we hit the town, introducing them to the BEST of Manchester music, The Smiths, Joy Division, Stone Roses, The Courtneers, Oasis, New Order, Happy Mondays the talent list is endless. 

My roomie Em, out in Manchester

On Sunday, we went to the Northern Quarter- a quirky area filled with vintage, vinyl and oddbod shops. We ate at the Soup Kitchen for lunch which turns into a club with amazingly good DJs after dark. Then we skipped full of festivity to the GERMAN MARKETS. It is impossible not to feel Chritmassy here, each Hansel and Gretel hut is a different treasure trove. From nutcrackers to fuzzyreindeer jumpers - we bought it all. 

FEELIN FESTIVE 

But what made the spontaneous trip complete was a visit with the family. We had breakfast with my Grandy, my absolute hero. He told us stories about him jet setting to LA, and of course reminded us  'it's nowt like growing up in the war.' 

My grandpops 

We started decorating the house - a bit early but Grottos aren't built in a day. Nothing says you're home like squabbling over untangling fairy lights and tinsel. Mum withheld the family traditions by digging out put the embarrassing jumpers. 

Back on the train now, brimming with home comforts and TOO EXCITED FOR CHRISTMAS