Exactly a week ago she packed up her belongings. The books, the quilts, the clothes, the mugs, the kitchen sink.
She traveled a very long way north before arriving in a city on a hill. A city with a towering cathedral and a medieval castle. A city where they still sell hot bovril for 80p and where the locals still call you "pet".
She started her life at Uni and loved it.
She met lovely people and bonded over cups of tea and Downton Abbey.
She explored the old city and decided that she definitely needed more jumpers.
She took part in crazy traditions and college fun.
One day she got an email from the porter. She had a package. A parcel waiting in reception. Could she come and get it?
The girl dropped her laptop (just an expression!) and galloped downstairs to find a large square box waiting.
She had no idea who it was from. Several possibilities ran through her mind but she was left baffled.
It was a heavy box.
She raced it up to her bedroom and tore it open. Inside was another box and this box...
Was full of biscuits!
She knew immediately who it was from. Her godparents have an awesome sense of humour and what better present for a uni student!
This story is part of Sians Storytelling Sunday.
Thank you for all your kind comments, Facebook messages, emails etc. I feel so blessed to have had so much support from my blog friends as I begin my new life at uni. Posts may be less frequent as I find my feet here but I have so much to share! Thanks for stopping by again after a bit of a break on my part!