So I had a burst of activity on here, and since then, I have been pretty busy with life really. Uni is finished for the time being, going back on placement on a cardio ward come Tuesday, and I am looking forwards to it! 
I have had to move in with my sister too, due to lack of funds at the moment, so I am currently sat in the old flat, but it’s pretty much empty in here, bar a few furnitures, and a box or two of stuff.
Yesterday, I helped my pop and bro with a bit of manual handling so to speak, putting together a shed in their garden and stuff. They are moving house too at the moment, so it’s all go for the Trowells. Speaking of which, my dad delivered me with a beautiful set of Trowellian Logic last night (this is my new nickname for improperly planned out things that seem easy at first glance and then prove to be like.. proverbial sodomy). He says “Alex, we need your help, and you’re the only one who can do it. I took a stab that it had something to do with climbing, and sure enough, I was spot on in one..
“Could you climb onto that roof, and we’ll try and roll the trampoline over it, so we don’t have to take it apart.” My scepticism was out the window because I was given a “good” reason to climb a roof, which is quite rare. So I jumped up and tried to make it happen, but I could just see what was happening when I tried lifting the bugger up onto the roof. Smashy smashy – the most interesting fracture story I’ve ever had possibly?
Later, when one of his friends arrived, he introduced me to one of his friends or co-workers who had come round, and well played on the wordplay in this setting, well played indeed. Before I go on, my sisters and I have had a kind of innocent in-joke about him setting up franchises across the world, nothing malicious or anything, just a bit of banter. Anyways, so he introduces me to his friend, and goes “this is my oldest son Alex, from the Norwegian branch” – which I found hilarious.. 
Then we had to move my Avante, but obviously, with the engine being out, it turned out to be more a ride than a drive, as I got towed. It was scary, but super-fun, sad as that may seem. And I am (well, my sister did the hard part) trying to get a mechanic on the case, just to get the engine reattached to everything, hopefully meaning I can get the beast out on the roads for summer. I really need to. It’ll even save me a bunch of money on my insurance as I can get rid of the Citroen. Hoorayh!!
K, well, I was gonna put some pictures up with this update, but never mind, pictures will come laters!
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