Wandering the roads back to Derby... like a gypsy.

I have been living back in Derby for few days and all is as it was when I left it some months back. The first thing that I did was hug the bookcase in my room where I had left most of my books and film collection and all of my graphic novels and most of my manga. I love my collections; my big book collection, my film collection (including cool B Movies and Universal Studio films from the 1930's) my graphic novels, my comics, my manga and my CD's (my Cd's are at home...if you wanted to know). My taste is somewhat eclectic. I don't discriminate on good art (notice I said good art...(maybe the last statement was a bit hypocritical on some level but who cares). I left my X Box and games back home because that is where they live...I'll just have to buy Halo Reach when I can and play it when I get back.

Anyway I missed Derby. I missed the smallness of it compared to most cities (aka Leeds where my sister resides. It's too big...but beautiul nonetheless).
Here is some funny stuff that have happened to me since I got back.

1. I was carrying my bags from the bus station to my house, butterflies in my stomach for some reason because I was back in this city. When I got off the bus I walked out of the station and was passed by a man dressed in a suit who gave the impression that he was going to work after a lunch break.
"Alright mate. How's it going?" said he.
"Fine thanks." I replied.
Oh Derby, how I missed your inhabitants saying things to me on the street for no other reason except to say hello. (I assume he didn't say hi to me because he was drunk...because he was wearing a suit. Therefore it may have just been a nice gesture.)

2. The first time I had to go to the uni was to partake in commitee training (because I am the scribe/secretary of the storytelling society...and we are an amazing society. After the first day of commitee training I bought some food at the Sainsburys that I pass on my way from Derby to the house. I bought what I wanted, payed for it and just as I was being handed the change the cashier said this,

"Sod it darling."

Hmmmmmm thought I. I smiled to her, said thankyou and left with my stuff. As I was walking back I realised that what she said in actuality was,

"Here yar darling."

I love Derby

I love back home.

I love jippos (apparently there is no gypsy blood on my mother's side...but my Nan spoke about being aware of gypsies around her where she lives). I still consider myself a gypsy though and WILL buy a wooden gypsy caravan sometime in the future.

Over and Out
ED