A little market, a quene and cake. And hair. And a fridge. And seasonal greetings.

I begyndelsen af december havde de et lille julemarked inde i Parkinson-bygningen.
In the beginning of December they had a little Christmas market inside the Parkinson Building.


Dronning Guinevere er faktisk lidt af en kælling, når Lancelot for det meste bare prøver at gøre hende tilfreds. Her er det Malarys Morte D'Arthur.
Queen Guinevere is actually kind of a bitch when Lancelot is mostly just trying to please her. Here it's in Malory's Morte D'Arthur.


Sådan en fin lille kage. Blev helt OCD-agtig og skar bidderne i firkanter efter farverne, haha.
Such a pretty little cake. Got all OCD-like when I ate it and cut it into colour appropriate squares, haha.

Og til sidst det her billede af mit hår, som jeg tog, inden jeg fik det klippet til over-skulder-længde. Jeg savner lidt at kunne flette det, selvom jeg ikke fortryder det.
And lastly, I took this picture before I just my hair to above shoulder length. I kind of miss braiding it, although I don't regret it at all.



Dette er den sidste af de planlagte indlæg. Hvis alt går efter planen er jeg på vej til København lige nu, så glædelig jul og godt nytår!
This is the last of the planned posts. If everything is going according to plan, I'll be on my way to Copenhagen right now, so have a very merry Christmas and a happy New Year!

First snow and independent birds in a yard

Den 4. december om aftenen kom den første sne. Der var meget lidt, og næsten intet blev liggende til dagen efter, men det havde jeg slet ikke noget imod.
The 4th of December in the evening came the first snow. It was only a little and nearly nothing stayed until the next day, which I really didn't mind.



Opdagede det her super fine sted lidt tilfældigt. Det er et lille hus med tre etager, og hvor alle værelser er lavet om til små uafhængige butikker, alle ejet af kvinder. Der er en frisør, et par vintagebutikker, en med dyrerer, finere tøj og et par med med fine ting. Åbenbart laver de også mange af tingene selv. De virkede allesammen meget flinke, også selvom frisøren havde svært ved at se hvorfor jeg havde klippet mit hår kort, når nu alle vil have det langt, haha.
Kind of randomly discovered this amazing place. It's a three storey house with one or more independent shops owned by women on each floor. There's a hairdresser, a couple of vintage shops, a fancy dress shop, and some with pretty things. Apparently many of them even make some of their goods themselves. All of them seemed very nice, even if the hairdresser couldn't understand why I cut my hair now that everyone wants long hair, haha.

The scene stands stubborn: skinflint trees / Hoard last year's leaves, won't mourn, wear sackcloth, or turn / To elegiac dryads

Når jeg passerer igennem Headingly, kommer jeg altid forbi den her kirkegård. For en uges tid siden bestemte jeg mig for at tage nogle billeder. Mange af gravene er i hvert fald mere end hundrede år gamle, og jeg tror ikke, at der er nogle, der tager sig af dem længere.
Going through Headingly I always pass by this graveyard. A week or so ago I decided to take some pictures. Many of the graves are at least a hundred years old and I don't think anyone takes care of them anymore.

A Bit of Christmas

'Mince pies' er alt for gode.
Mince pies are too good.


Hvis jeg skulle have været her mere end et semester, ville jeg have været nødt til at melde mig ind i Harry Potter selskabet.
If I was going to be here for more than a semester I'd have had to join the Harry Potter Society.


Ikke så julet, men mest bare for at bevise, at jeg har lavet andre ting end at se på bygninger og spise, haha, men på de aftener kommer kameraet ikke med.
Not so Christmassy, but just to prove that I have been doing other things than looking at buildings and eating, haha, but on those nights the camera is left at home.

Det her er i øvrigt et planlagt indlæg, og der kommer et hver anden dag frem til den 20. december. I dag har jeg nemlig travlt med at vise en pæn ung herre rundt i Leeds og i morgen tager vi ned til London. Forhåbentligt kan jeg få de billeder op imllem jul og nytår. I Januar tager jeg ned til samme pæne mand i València og så er jeg tilbage i Leeds den 8. januar. Vi ses på den anden side!
This is by the way a planned post and there will be a new one every second day until the 20th of December. Today I will be busy showing a handsome gentleman around Leeds and tomorrow we will go down to London. Hopefully I'll be able to post the pictures from London between Christmas and New Year's Eve. Then I will meet this same gentleman in València in January and be back in Leeds on January 8th. See you on the flip side!

Decadence at the Hidden Café

Inde i Unionen ligger denne lille café gemt, hvis man ikke lige ved, hvor man er på vej hen, selvom der faktisk er skilte. Eller måske er jeg bare virkelig dårlig til at finde vej. Egentligt, så glem 'måske'. Desværre var jeg ikke kvinde nok for at rejse mig op og tage ordentlige billeder, men de har fine kager og cupcakes. Og den ligger foran bogforretningen. Og man kan spille scrabble.
Inside the Union building is this little café, quite hidden if you don't know where to go, even if there's actually signs. Or maybe I'm just really bad at finding my way. Well, scratch 'maybe'. Sadly, I didn't have the guts to stand up and take proper pictures, but it's adorable and has the prettiest cakes and cupcakes. Also, it is in front of the book store. And you can play scrabble.





Denne creation hedder "Pure Decadence" og hold da helt op. Varm kakao med miniskumfiduser, flødeskum, karamelstykker og krymmel. Jeg ved ikke om det lykkedes for min hånd at vise det, men koppen var enorm.
This particular creation is called "Pure Decadence" and oh my god. Hot chocholate with marshmallows, whipped cream, fudge and sprinkles. I'm not sure if my hand manages to illustrate it, but the cup was huge.

A little glimpse of the past

Der er lidt stille heromkring for tiden, fordi der ikke sker så meget. Er travlt optaget med at læse tykke bøger og begynde på essays. Så tænkte vi kunne se lidt på de billeder fra begyndelsen og Fresher's Week, som aldrig kom op.

It's a bit quiet around here because all I'm doing is reading thick books and preparing essays. So I figured we could take a look at some of the pictures from the beginning and Fresher's Week that never made an appearance her.

Velkomstpakken! Chips, slik, the, tyggegummi, en lille notesbog, kuglepen, creme, læbepomade... Det var hyggelige ting at komme hjem til! Specielt når man kom hjem efter en lang dag med at få styr på en hel masse ting inklusiv indkøb og havde gået rundt på Bodington I et kvarter i regnen, fordi man ikke kunne finde sit hus... På sengen er det ret så hæslige sengesæt, der kom med den 'bedding pack' jeg købte, så der var dyne, pude og sengelinned da jeg ankom.
The welcome package! Crisps, sweets, chewing gum, a notebook, a pen, creme, lip balm... a nice thing to come home to! Especially when you have had a long and tiring day and been walking around Bodington for 15min in the rain because you couldn't find your house... On the bed is the rather horrendous cover from the bedding pack I bought from the accommodation before arriving.


Et af de mange 'societies' // One of the many societies


Healthier options... sure!


Jeg er ikke sikker på, om man kan se det, men det første billede er taget fra toppen af en bus og viser hvorfor det nogle gange kan tage en half time og andre gange en hel time at komme fra Bodington til universitetet. Det her var en af de lange ture. Ved siden af er en papirfugl, som jeg tilfældigt fandt på The Hidden Café i unionsbygningen.
I'm not sure it it's possible to see, but it's taken from the top deck of a bus and shows why it sometimes takes half an hour to get to uni by bus and sometimes a full hour. Needless to day, this was one of the long busrides. Next to it is a quite random little paper crane found in the Hidden Café in the Union.

A week or so in pictures

Tyk tåge, som blev liggende hele dagen // Thick fog that stayed around all day


EGERN! // SQUIRREL!


Min første karryret: lam i spinat, selvfølgelig. Den var godt nok stærk, kan åbenbart ikke håndtere min karry.
My first curry: lamb in spinach, my favorite! God, it was hot, cannot handle my curry, apparently.


Frosne gulerødder. Vores køleskab er lige ivrig nok.
Frozen carrots. Our fridge is a bit too keen.


Dinosaurskinke og lækker lækker hasselnøddemocha fra Costa, ohmygodyum!
Dinosaur ham and deeeeliscious hazelnut mocha from Costa, ohmygodyum!

Food Research

En god og en dårlig.
One good, one bad.

Dårlig // Bad
'Pie' på dåse // Pie in a tin


Resultat: Hvis din første tanke er 'det kan man da ikke putte på dåse?' så har du højst sandsynligt ret. Smagte mest som kattemad.
Result: If your first though is 'you can't really put that in a tin, can you?' you're probably right. Tasted mostly like cat food.

God // Good
Cornish pasty

Resultat: Slet, slet ikke som kattemad. Varm og lækker. Mmmmm. Skal gentages.
Result: Not at all like cat food. Hot and scrumptious. Mmmmm. Will be repeated.

"I don't know what's real from the noise, the noise"

En vindueskarm i Baines Wing.
A window still in Baines Wing.


Roger Stevens indeni, dårlig kaffe og frokost på caféen i Baines Wing.
A Roger Stevens Lecture theatre, bad coffee, and lunch at the café in Baines Wing.


Et hurtigt billede af Brotherton Biblioteket og langt bedre kaffe.
A quick snapshot of the Brotherton Library and much better coffee.


Vores English Society er kære.
How adorable our English Society is.


Det uhyggelige anneks under Brotherton West. Det virkede totalt sandsynligt pludseligt at finde et lig imellem de bevægelige reoler. SÅ GLAD for at jeg ikke behøvede flytte dem.
The scary annex under Brotherton West. It seemed totally likely that a dead body would appear between the moveable shelves. SO GLAD I did not have to move them.


Det her flyttet rundt på. Gæt hvad nogle har flyttet dem rundt til at forestille nu.
This moved again. Guess what some people have changed it into now.



Mere Roger Stevens, den forreste og de andre døre opad langs rækkerne (jeg sagde jo, at dørene var smalle), og Edward Boyle Bibliotekets samling af danske film.
More Roger Stevens, this time the door at the bottom and the little doors up the seats - they are so very narrow, even if the first one is wheelchair-wide. Also the Edward Boyle Library's collection of Danish films.


Øllen både Cecilie og jeg bestilte da vi den 5. november ville se, om der var nogle bål og ikke fandt nogen. The Old Bar havde en øl-festival, så... Den her havde en kraftig smag af bær, har pludseligt glemt hvilket. Den smagte godt i begyndelse og i slutningen af glasset.
The ale Cecilie and I both ordered when we failed to find bonfires on the 5th of November. The Old Bar had all sorts of fancy ales and this one had a strong berry flavour, but I forgot which. It tasted good in the beginning and at the end of the glass.