As an architecture student with the imminent fear of reviews and deadlines, it is nice to get my mind off all the things I have on my ‘to-do’ list.
In true student style I, along with all my friends, take some nights off to ‘let our hair down’ and make the most of the night. As this topic is somewhat inappropriate for a blog set by the university, it is really quite lucky that last weekend my family came to visit me and I have something else to write about...
With my sister’s flight from London arriving late, it was nearly midnight before I was reunited with the fam and safe and sound in our wee St Andrews house. It was a very leisurely weekend with no work to ruin it, and no rain either! The most surprising thing about St Andrews that weekend was that when we went to the beach, there was NO beach. In all the time I have been going to the East Sands, I have never once not been able to see any sand, and either had my dad, in his 40 years of visiting St Andrews. However, it was remarkable and the frothy, white waves were so expansive that they looked like moving snow. Surfers were taking advantage of the sea conditions and were black dots among the waves.
Although I had a very relaxed weekend, there was something missing. It was not the same without my twin sister, Louise, who was unable to come home for the weekend. I’ve been hearing all about her life of luxury down in Cambridge, and she was just too busy celeb spotting, (she’s seen Bill Nighy, Giles Coren and Emma Thomson in the past month, and is on the same course as supermodel Lily Cole…) going to balls and going punting along the River Cam to even come and visit her only twin. Truly heartbroken, but it sounds better than Dundee I have to admit…