WITH THE end of term in sight, I”m buckling down and pretending to do some serious work so that I don”t have to do any over Christmas.
I”ve also got a few end-of-term tests coming up and an essay due in about fish gills.
It”s not all deep-sea learning, though, thank goodness. For the past fortnight we”ve had soil practicals – testing for texture, organic matter, pH and next week the amount of P and K present. I really enjoy these lectures and they definitely make up for having to learn about jellyfish.
I want to test the soil at home to prove it”s better than my boyfriend Dave”s, so I reckon I”ll have to get a mini kit for myself.
I met Dave”s neighbours recently at a birthday party for Justin, the farm worker, and his baby girl. They had a live band and a homegrown organic pig on a spit roast (which I suspect was hung on a bale spike); it tasted really good. I don”t think I”ve ever eaten organic pork before and I was pleasantly surprised.
The rugby girls also had a party this month, to celebrate their fantastic win over Southampton; it was a toga party! We donned our bed sheets and strutted our stuff with bits of tree in our hair and flip-flops in the middle of November – brrr! So, looking back I haven”t really done too much work, but I”m going to start tomorrow. Honest.
The term ends on Dec 17 and I”m hoping to get a week”s work back at Hilton Herbs where I worked in the summer so that I can afford to go back to college again next year.
I”m surprised how fast my money is going, they really meant it when they said I”d come out with a huge debt. But the plan is to save hard over the summer – and earn in the holidays so I can half support myself.
I”ve got some work lined up at home on the farm as well over the Christmas holidays which is just what I need, to get out of the city and get my hands dirty for a change.