Tango

Yesterday I experienced my first (and probably last) Tango lesson. It was thought up by the people I work with as a way of celebrating my new found freedom from study and apparently there have been a series of free lessons over the last couple of weeks.
I enjoy dance and movement and from that point of view I enjoyed the lesson. I had in my mind the thought that lots of older women would have been there so I wasn't prepared for the fact that men out numbered the women and several women had a partner. So that meant dancing with single men- it made me feel like I was "on the pull". So that was an uncomfortable feeling. Then you had to dance together obviously. It was nice but took me out of my comfort zone- not used to having my personal space invaded by a strange man.
I can certainly see that dance like this is a really good way to potentially meet someone if you're single. It's certainly a very social and active way of spending an evening. Unfortunately, the tango lessons proper are on a Monday night and I have football then. I'd prefer to get hacked down by Chrissy and break my fingers in goal anytime- so it looks like that's it for me and tango for the time being. :D

It's done!

Well I printed off 53 pages and duly sent them to Brunel University today. I missed the final collection by 10 minutes but I'm past caring. Hopefully they'll allow a little leeway and won't penalise me for it getting there late. It's finished and that's the end of 5 years of study! Hooray!

Time to have a big clear out, a spring clean and a celebrate. Not necessarily in that order...

Spring Harvest

Well both Sweet Pete and StevieG have done a post Spring Harvest blog so I felt I ought to too! Peer pressure? Yup!
Initially I thought I'd take notes at the end of every day there and record what happened to bring back to you here- but I didn't do that. I also didn't do the planned hour of study every day that I timetabled. This is why I'm not going to tell you about what happened and my journey at SH. I have to crack on as the clocks are ticking. This is a good and a bad thing. I work well to a rapidly approaching deadline but I'm also worried that I won't be able to complete in time.

So to give you the very potted version of SH: It was good.
I met with God, He spoke to me clearly. The things he said weren't a surprise on the whole.
The music was celebratory and I loved the skill of Geraldine to be able to lead people into worship.
Chick Yuill was intellectual but accessible. I was annoyed that I missed one of his bible sessions but Julian has the set on CDs so I look forward (after April 25th) to listening to the whole thing again.
I liked that reluctant young people seemed to blossom and enjoy themselves.
I like the chance to chat to folk.

Really on balance, I liked all the normal stuff that I normally like.
That's it for now. I'll check back in later in the month.
Pray for me!