Life’s Adventures ListJanuary 11, 2023
A Week of Adventures – 6th March 2023March 14, 2023
For over 15 years I’ve been boring the internet with the amazing (not at all) things I get up to each week, but a traumatic few years kind of knocked it out of me. Then a paralysis of indecision about what the hell was the point in writing a blog in 2023, does anyone even read them anymore? I’ve been having counselling sessions through MacMillan, and my counsellor made the point that maybe it didn’t matter where my end destination was, just taking a step was the important thing. It occurred to me that, as a matter of fact, I’ve never actually known where I was going with anything I’ve done. I’ve just managed to end up somewhere in the end. So I decided to keep taking steps, and set up in my new home boring the internet with my adventures from a whole new place for no one to read.
Style, Stress and Loss
February ended with a few stressful days. On Monday I found out that someone I had been in a cafe with on Saturday had tested postive for Covid, providing me with Covid stress, plus stress over the possible impact on my adventures later in the week. Thankfully it’s a bit less stressful than it was back in 2020 when this last happened to me due to the invention of lateral flow tests, which I still get free thanks to my “vulnerable” status.
Then on Monday I also found out that an Insta friend of mine, Mikki, had died of Stage 4 Breast Cancer. We had talked about meeting for lunch as we missed each other at the 2 Cancer in Common events, she wasn’t well enough for the first one and I wasn’t able to get to the second one. But we never did. Just last week I sent her a Treat Box in the post as I knew she was having a rough time, but it was like a punch to find out she was suddenly gone.
I’m also still attempting to decorate my “dressing room” known as “third bedroom off second” in Estate Agent world. With the help of Mr LLL and an electric drill I put up the glamorous lights I bought to go by the dressing table. They were wonky.
So I went to bed at 8:30pm with a bar of chocolate.
The Sheffield Adventure
At the end of the week was our first proper adventure of the year. We headed off to Sheffield to visit some friends.
This is adventurous for a couple of reasons.
- We were going on the train AND taking the Pugs with us.
- We were staying at our friends house, a stupid thing that makes me anxious because I get worried about being tired and not having my own space.
These, however, are very good friends, so that saved a bit of the anxiety of point 2 at least, plus I have to remember I am in my 40s now and staying with friends isn’t like it was in your 20s when you slept in a sleeping bag on the living room floor.
The train journey was quite calm and uneventful. The Pugs were little angels and we whiled away the hours faffing on our phones, drinking instant coffee that inexplicably costs £2.40 from the trolley and watching the world roll by.
Our friends met us at the train station, and rather than going straight back to theirs took us to a small beer pub called the Bear. It was a lovely place, where the differences between the North and South were highlighted as we chatted to total strangers before we were even drunk.
We then walked back to our friends house, which was about another mile. By this time I was getting a bit tired to be honest. It felt like way further than a mile while trying to wrangle 2 very tired Pugs and an unruly wheely suitcase over Sheffield cobbles.
But there was NO REST ALLOWED, as the evenings exciting plans involved dinner with yet another friend.
We did opt to allow the Pugs to stay home and rest, mostly because they were sulking and are heavy to carry.
I borrowed some energy from more beer, then, unadvisedly, some wine. We ate vegan pan-asian food and had a lovely catch up before stumbling home to the Pugs to eat toast and drink, oh no, more wine.
I can confirm that staying with friends is very different at 40 than 20. I had a lovely nights sleep in a comfy bed with pillows so nice I took them out of their covers to see what they were so I could buy some for myself. We were in a lovely little attic room, so had our own space too.
I awoke only slightly groggy to the grumbling of hungry Pugs and escorted them downstairs for breakfast to discover our host Tim making chilli at 7am. I’m not sure I could face making chilli at 7am.
We took the Pugs for a walk around Meersbrook park. Which is hilly. Very hilly. Sheffield is ALLLLL about the hills. We met this grumpy chap in the park.
The rest of the day was very, very based around beer. Too much beer I would say from the stand point of the following morning, though at the time it felt like just the right amount of beer.
We left the Pugs at home to go to the Indie Beer Feast lunch time session. Enjoying beers from a selection of Sheffield brewers and a very nice Bao bun.
Then we returned to the Bear where I met a very excitable puppy and the Pugs came to join us for the rest of our “too much beer adventure”.
We visited 2 other Sheffield pubs, I fell flat on my face because I’m a drunken idiot with crap balance these days, then we went home and ate the carefully prepared chilli and were in bed by 9pm.
Just in case there was any doubt about the “too much beer” status, this was the last photo I took, at 6:30pm.
Day 3 started filled with a modicum of regret. Not regret about having a jolly lovely time with my pals, but regret about the fact that I now felt pretty rough.
While our hosts were at their local park run, we walked the Pugs in the park and blew away the beer soaked cobwebs on a very big hill.
Then we ate breakfast and I went back to bed for several hours.
This is where the adventures mostly end for this week.
The train journey home was rendered slightly less calming when a fault on one of the carriages meant we had to abandon our comfy tables and squish 2 humans and 2 Pugs into 2 tiny seats in another carriage.
The walk home was rendered less enjoyable by the fact that it decided to rain, so we ordered a Chinese takeaway to ease the pain, watched an episode of Jeeves and Wooster and went to bed.
Stay tuned for more Adventures of Gem that probably aren’t very adventurous at all.