Brazilian buns battered
Second week of work benefited from our own bed. Yes, we’re both finally in Brighton thanks to Kev and Karol lending a hand with the moving. No more Ocean Village and low flying aircraft. It’s slightly materialistic and sad to admit it but having a few more familiar thing and furniture around you cheers me right up, including our bed. The move was slightly hampered by the storage area having all the essential stuff at the back but by around 9pm Saturday we were eating a well-deserved local take-away curry to an almost settled flat. Still adjusting to the new job and new campus – it’s not quite as good Southampton I’ll have to admit. On Tuesday I decided to sort out my fitness regime and called the Brighton branch of GKR, my old karate club. Turned out that the class I wanted to go was about 12 miles away and was a ‘once only invitation’ from the regional sensei. Didn’t quite appreciate the attitude so switched to Capoeira (see the Wikipedia entry ). It was a bit unfair to schedule th...