Into the new Term
Coming to the end of the Autumn Term, I found myself more and more grateful of the University bus service and ski thermals. You would not believe how bitterly cold Bristol can be in the mornings; beautiful, but totally freezing. …
Coming to the end of the Autumn Term, I found myself more and more grateful of the University bus service and ski thermals. You would not believe how bitterly cold Bristol can be in the mornings; beautiful, but totally freezing. …
In what feels like no time at all, we have reached the end of term. Two essays have been submitted, and the pressure is now on to revise for exams whilst simultaneously making progress with my dissertation. Sifting through Cicero’s …
First term has passed in a frantic blur. I can’t believe Christmas is nearly upon us. I am not prepared in any capacity! I have spent most of autumn semester trying to balance my academic and extra-curricular activities and hopefully …
The end of term brings a lot of relief as well as a hint of sadness. I’ve enjoyed both my units on American and Russian art hugely, both being taken by hugely engaging lecturers. However, a break is certainly in …
Ok, so I may have been pretending it’s Christmas since at least the beginning of November, but now it’s definitely acceptable to embrace the festive spirit. December is just such a lovely time in Bristol, with the lights lining Park …
It’s that time of year again, when the streets are thronged with Christmas shoppers, fairy lights are twinkling, and every social engagement has swapped a chilled glass of white for a hot mug of red: it’s Christmas! The lead up …
So we have finally reached the end of term one. I say finally because it was a gruelling last few weeks or so for me. I should probably start this off by saying that I am never usually ill – …
Christmas in Bristol is especially good as there’s a festive German market (perfect for having some mulled wine or freshly made doughnuts drizzled with melted chocolate!), a seasonal ice rink,and beautiful lights which make everything feel a little more magical. …
The first seven days of uni come laced with nerves and excitement; it can seem an odd mix when the car pulls up, bursting with bedding and fairy lights. But remember that thousands of students feel exactly the same; the …
The first few weeks of my final year have rushed by in a whirlwind of Trojan tragedies, Ciceronian complaints, and Persian “decadence”; all this coupled with the delights of trawling through graduate training schemes and Master’s courses. That said, I’m …
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