It was going to be a thoughtful blog post..............................................................

This is a bit different to my normal post where they show you something or I write something. Though I don't have the energy to write a nice neat post with wonderful and thoughtful writing or pictures. And it doesn't help that I am feeling rather homesick. So I am going to share you my songs that I am currently listening to on a repeat with a cup of coffee.  Or repeat over and over again as the rain beats against the window. Melodramatic? Who, me?!

My mind wanders to whenever I think of the word "home". Even though I have been visiting to Newcastle since I was little and never get homesick. I always felt like home when visiting my grandparents at North. However when I was visiting them I was only there for short while then back to Sandhurst to see my family and friends.  Though leaving your friends and family is difficult, despite having technology. IT'S NOT THE SAME AS SEEING THEM FACE TO FACE.

These are all totally personal, but I hope you can relate or perhaps find a new song to add to your own list of songs to listen to when you didn't make any friends that day and your family isn't on Sykpe and it's really cold and outside and your question "why you are doing any of this at all?"

So.....here's a list of songs to listen to when you're feeling homesick. Grab a coffee and listen to these songs with me.

I like the melody and just feel right at home.

This song is really emotional and very powerful because it talks about how a person feels after death of a loved one or someone whom you know very dearly.

This is a neo-traditional story song about a runaway teenage daughter and a loving father. Leaving a message of forgiveness on the family answering machine as the outbound greeting, urging her to return to her family, he hopes his daughter will hear it if she ever calls home. For me Sandhurst is home and Newcastle is still holiday location.

This song is more about the destination and the understanding that home is the place one truly belongs-even if one is not quite there yet. Which I what I am feeling like at the moment. In this touching story song, a foster child, single mother and older man all know they are still on the journey that will take them to the home that lies just ahead.

I love the last two songs and didn't feel the need to explain what the song is about.

Hope the songs aren't making you cry, for me I'm not crying. The onion cutting ninja's just appeared.

I don't know

Just a quick poem this week, I haven't got a lot of time to be creative on this blog this week, as I was trying to work out how to make my blog a bit better. And got plenty off college work that needs my creativity at the moment.

I am pushed and torn

And feel the things 

And I feel all of the things

And I need to tell you

And I need to tell you

But I don't know

I don't know

I feel so much

And I must tell it

But. I. Do. Not. Know.

Where does time go?

My first month living in Newcastle is over and it's flown. I still pinch myself every day as I can't quite believe this is now my home. I am so happy! The weather has been a mixture of the yellow thing in sky and rain. Even a night full of thunder and lightening. Going to college nearly everyday makes me get to see to some of the architecture around the city centre or shall I say the toon (town). See I am already picking up some of the Geordie words. I have had some afternoons walk by the Quayside and it makes me se so happy to be here, it's been beautiful. I've seen lots of people outside eating their lunch at various pavement cafes and I'm looking forward to giving some of them a go.

Now if you please excuse me. I am going to have a coffee with fruit cake.

Monthly Musings: August

Here is me, in Newcastle China town

Normally when I do these monthly wrap up, I either write them out every Sunday so I all have to do is edit them and upload them.  Or look at my phone to remember what I did. But August was the month where Doc Brown was unable to make lightening strike the clock tower and I was stuck in 1985.

Just a random photo, to look at

My phone decided to delete all my 500 photos, some of which has been backed up onto DropBox which I have retrieved back onto my phone though they are tiny and when you enlarge them they just end up being blurry. This month I took lots of photos and been to see lovely things with the photography club. Which unfortunately you cannot see my amazing work. That will teach me to upload my photos from phone onto my laptop more regular. Surely! Though good news I have been using my digital camera and got good photos so you would get to see some of my amazing work just not variety of subjects,

This month has been very chaotic. One morning I was in South East of England same day just in the evening I was in a pub in North East of England. Beginning of August I thought about doing monthly musings by photos. And upload all my photos with captions saying what they are and write a tiny bit about them. Though that is not going to work. I could bore you by writing about each thing I did in August. Did you what that? Guess not.

I been going to a local photography club, I have been to,

• Hancock museum looking at the wildlife exhibition
• Seeing some derelict buildings which turned into going to Shibdon Pond which is a Local Nature Reserve.
• Whitley bay seeing Saint Mary's lighthouse
• Combine Harvester
• Lisa's tea room

I have been visiting the next village next to Ryton which is Crawcrock and visiting the different cafes just because I can. Though my favorite one has to be the Ark followed by Lisa's tea room. I have been doing lots of walking. And finally got a Flickr account and getting my head around it.

My Mum and Dad went into town I decided to have my own little adventure in the rain by going to Path Head Mill at Blaydon. The original Mill was a corn mill founded in 1730, but by 1974 was a derelict (common theme here) with a 1930's farmhouse the only survivor. In 1992 the Vale Mill Trust was founded, and the 18th century watermill has been restored by them. The work has been done mostly by volunteers, many of whom come from disadvantaged backgrounds and have been given opportunities and training to help them develop life skills and employment. 

During the bank holiday weekend the Tall Ships arrived to Blyth a few members of the photography club decided to wake up early beat the crowds and photograph the Tall ships I was one of them. And I manage to get some on my digital camera. And thought you might want to see some my photos. 

Look how tall they are!

Mind the blurriness

How is that for a swing! Just don't fall in the sea

A reflection photo

Here are some photos of combine harvesters

Combine Harvester is massive

Is it a combine harvester or a fish tank?

Spooky

Anyone fancy sitting here? Or even driving it?

I think a black and white photo is very appropriate for the combine harvester. Don't you?

So are you pictured out now?

Everybody hates icebreakes

In case you've never been in any social situation, ever, allow me to explain what icebreakers are. They are group exercises to allow strangers to get to know each other and feel comfortable. And they are awful. The only purpose an icebreaker has served in my life is making me feel part of a group who are unanimous in hating icebreakers.

With that said, we are both on the same page. This week was my induction for my new college and I have a new excuse to make a blog post. So we had to talk to one person on our table and ask these two questions and they have to feed back what the other person answers were to these questions to the rest of class.

If you were an animal, what would you be and why?
I think I'd be a cat. The whole eating a lot and sleeping a lot then WOW look at the leaf, I am going to HAVE SO MUCH FUN with this leaf then back to eating and sleeping is pretty much my holiday days are structured.

What punctuation mark best describes you personality?
Really? Do people actually use these questions or are we all just playing along at this stage. Anyway, I suppose it would have to be the comma. Commas look kind of introverted but they always have something else to say.

Do you see those floating shards of ice? Do you?