Began the first of seven compulsory events this week donning my large Persian blue volunteer’s t-shirt and a big cheesy grin, ready to greet the Freshers as they come pouring in through the doors.
Did I say pouring? Trickling more like. There weren’t as many students as I had expected but most of those who did arrive seemed quite perturbed by all the strange people in blue t-shirts smiling at them. Although that didn't stop us. With complimentary tea/coffee and free lollies (as well as the power to decide who proceeds through Freshers’ Week intoxicated and who doesn’t), what I thought would be a long and tiresome couple of hours ended up being quite enjoyable.
After dropping my family off to the station I finally had the chance to just relax and soak in what – essentially - will be my new ‘home’ for the next year. With my beloved camera out of action I’ve had to make do with my camera phone. Here are the results: