It’s been while since my last post and since then a lot has changed. I moved out of London and back home to the North East, and was even lucky enough to find a great new job in the music industry. It’s been a huge adjustment, having been in London for the past 7 years.
Here’s a short list of the pros and cons so far (I imagine they are all too familiar to anyone who decided to give life outside the big smoke a go).
· You get change from a tenner when you go to the bar.
· The air is fresh, I’m close to the sea and I actually feel healthier.
· I can drive now (yey- real grown up!) and don’t have to rely on the tube. However if you ever refer to Newcastle’s Metro system as “The Tube” by accident there’s a very real chance someone will push you under a train. Geordies are fiercely proud that they are NOT in/near London. Driving around on my own also means I can sing Beyoncé as loudly and badly as I like and no-one can hear.
· My job-I really love it, and the perks include visiting London at least once a month. I can usually extend my visits to see my friends and cuddle my cat (more on that later).
· There is actually a chance of me buying a flat in the next 2 years which means I can be a home owner before 30… Something all Londoners will know is a ludicrous notion in the capital.
· I see my family more. I can drive for a maximum of 25 mins to see most of the members of my family. It’s one of the best things about being back. They rock.
· The view from the end of my street is really beautiful. Nature is everywhere, I feel like Julie Andrews every time I walk to the corner shop!
· My Mam (Northern for Mum) makes my meals and washes my clothes and it’s heaven. (I moved back in to save some money for the aforementioned flat).
· Friends. My oldest friends are up here, and it’s absolutely amazing to be able to see them whenever I like.
· I’ve learned how to do something practical! I’ve got more spare time and as a result have figured out how to use a sewing machine. In need of various household textiles? I’m your woman!
· I’m less fit. In London I walked and cycled most places and have really noticed the difference since moving home. Now I have to make an effort to be fit, ergh.
· It’s cold. As a skinny girl I feel the cold anyway, but the constant chill is very annoying. It’s contributed to the lack of fitness (or at least it’s one more excuse- who wants to run in the dark park in snow? No).
· Driving. Although there are huge benefits to diving, my car is completley terrible. Thinking about where to park is a new thing to me, and as a result have incurred about 4 parking fines this year…
· There’s less going on. This isn’t necessarily a bad thing as it’s meant I have been forced to slow down. There’s still a ton of stuff to do here, but London is nuts and has made me lazy. For example I’ve been invited to a guided meditation rave this weekend in Brixton (honestly)…only in London!
· I miss other hippies. I miss going to the Buddhist centre on a Saturday for some hungover meditation, spending about 4 hours a week in Whole Foods and vintage clothes shopping on Brick Lane.
· I miss my cat! My parents cat despises me, no matter how much enthusiasm I show…
· Living at home. I’m used to my own space. I’m living rent free so really can’t complain but I don’t think I’ll ever EVER get used to a single bed…
· Vegetarian food is very hit and miss. The North is a region of meat lovers. The home of Cumberland sausages, hot-pots and steak bakes…Sadly there’s often very little choice for those who don’t want meat, and when there is it often lacks imagination.
I’m on a bit of a mission to find out where to find good veggie food in The Toon. I’ve been really surprised and really disappointed in equal measure so far. Watch this space for more…