Posts Tagged ‘Manchester’

January & February 2015: All the paperwork, all the travel

June 10, 2015

Early 2015 was kinda messy.

I got offered a permanent position at Indigo which was what I’d wanted – but it was only part-time, with no real guarantee of hours. To be fair, that was what I expected if I received an offer at all.

I was also offered full-time hours at the safety company to do their marketing 8:30 a.m.-4:30 p.m. Monday-Friday – although I’d still be getting paid hourly and there’d be no benefits.

For a while I considered just grabbing both and rocking the two-job shuffle as long as I could … I think when you’ve struggled to find employment, you end up in this weird situation where you’re willing to start collecting jobs. Anything you can do is game. It’s not even motivated by paychecks. I think it comes from this weird place of trying to prove yourself – I can do all the jobs, for all the hours – don’t you worry. I’M THE BEST WORKER WHO HAS EVER WORKED. But of course it also comes from the fear of ending up unemployed and searching again.

With Windsor’s 11% unemployment rate I shit my pants on a regular basis.

So I decided to take the full-time gig because it made sense, even though Indigo is a hella lovely place to work. HELLA. LOVELY.

I was knackered. I was still feeling sickly from Christmas… I think I just needed work to be a thing that I did 5 days a week – rather than the thing I did more than sleep which I had to schedule the rest of my life around.

So by mid-January I was free on the weekends wahey! And in February, Roisin also quit her job at Indigo. It meant no more sweet deals on delicious books but it also meant we could see each other and hang out from time to time. We’re both still rockin’ the same gigs.

The other major thing that made January especially messy was Roisin’s application to become a permanent resident. We had wanted to mail the bloody thing out the first week of January but it dragged on and on and on. Between medical exams, getting things signed by lawyers, waiting for letters from our friends and family, researching/outlining the history of our relationship and simply making sure we’d filled out all the forms correctly – things kept eating up time. We finally felt cozy enough to mail the bloody thing at the very end of the month and now we apparently have a 24-month wait. Joy.

Also of note: we spoiled ourselves by purchasing a massive and discounted Hickory Farms basket, we celebrated our anniversary by eating lamb and drinking wine (lamb is mucho hard to come by in Canadian restaurants) and I received a super, special edition of Nelson in the mail which I swooned over.

More importantly – we spent most of February adventuring in the UK.

We’d not been back since 2013 so we had quite a bit of visiting to do. We landed in London and went straight to Bob‘s in Brixton (home of the Electric Avenue). She broke her leg a week or so prior, so we made her a sausage roll breakfast and had a low-key chill visit.

The next day we were off to visit my bestie Scott in Manchester. We spent a day or so eating our way through the city enjoyin’ fancy Mexican food at Luck, Lust, Liquor & Burn, cocktails at the Alchemist (where the ice sphere in my drink spun and the liquid changed colour as it smoked), Indian at the Banyan Tree and made many, many trips to Fuel.

We got introduced to Pollie the hamster and we also purchased way too many shoes from the discount Office store, visited some of my old haunts like the Moho building where I used to live and said hello to my pal Dave from Starbucks. And of course I had a necessary cupcake from Hey Little Cupcake.

And then we were off to Edinburgh for a week of famjams, musical fanfare, tattoos, haircuts and visits with some fantastic pals.

We stopped at Hula, made daily trips to Black Medicine nom nom nom and Primark, and made sure to spend some time with Roisin’s family every day – be it for dinner or a drink (including an epic family gathering with all the food and most of her aunts, uncles, cousins). We also had our first Airbnb experience which was alright and we had some engagement photos taken by Samantha Louise Photography.

A lot of the pictures were taken near Hula, where I used to work. I used to sit on that staircase for my break or if I was waiting for Roisin after a shift. It seemed appropriate.

After a lovely time and some catch-ups with Hannah, Roy, Lucy, Kirsten, and more – we made our way back to London where we met our pal Kate at Drink, Shop, Do and experienced a night of Marioke where I ran into Kieron Gillen, who I’d not seen in years. Then we spent the next few days eating delicious breakfasts at The Breakfast Club, enjoying the spoils of the Broadway Market, eating roasts and getting more time with Bob and some other pals before making the trek back to Canada.

I did manage to wipe-out on Denmark St. while trying to show Roisin where Cormoran Strike‘s office would be. My knee still looks kinda gross because of it. For anyone who’s read those books, falling outside of this office is hella appropriate. But otherwise, we made it home okay – and we spoiled ourselves with a decent hotel that offered warm cookies upon check-in. That’s really all I want out of a hotel.

The few days that were left in the month were spent in mourning. Remembering the joys of a transit systems that functions properly, really, really good local coffee, cheap on-trend clothing, lamb roasts, pork crackling, haggis, black pudding, Los Cardos, Tunnock’s tea cakes and so, so, so much more.

Because 60+ photos isn’t enough photos. Here are the Instagram pics I took throughout our holiday.

And here’s a few photos that Hannah took of our adventures. We took them to Under the Stairs, one of my Edinburgh favourites.

And this picture that Bob took sums it all up. In conclusion,
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The next post will have less photos…

K

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Edinburgh visit – March + Roisin’s EP Launch

May 2, 2013

Hello again,

Continuing along… the next notable thing that I did with my life was head to Edinburgh two weeks after Roisin’s departure to support her for her EP Launch and fill up on all the UK things that one requires once they know that they exist. Like… getting an entirely new wardrobe of sassy clothes for about £100 from Primark. (I must have spent about 8 hours in there.) Load up on cheap hair dye, Boots’ nice quality cotton make up remover pads, Bonjour Paris eyeliner that I’ve made my staple, and of course delicious burritos, haggis and smoothies.

My whole travel scenario was a bit of a mess… I took a bus 6 hours from Montreal to Toronto- hopped on a plane to Manchester, missed my bus due to a delay- then I had to grab a train from the airport to Edinburgh. Then I finally met Roisin! and then we went and did necessary and slightly un-fun things like getting our eyebrows threaded and picking up all the necessary items from Boots. Then we went back to Roisin’s place and waited for the arrival of one of my favourite people – Mr. Scott Midson- to come join us, also arriving from Machester.

That night we went out for burritos at Illegal Jack’s nom nom nom and decided that evening to dye my hair blonde and then this mango colour that I’ve been swooning over for about 5 years. It turned out fantastique!

The next morning we all went and got piercings (me- rook, Roisin- nose, Scott- forward helix) before coffee and more chit chats, a haircut and then heading to Glasgow that evening for a gig that Roisin was playing with her producer and multi instrumentalist pal Lewis as a lead up to her EP Launch later that week. I also must note here that if you’re ever in Edinburgh and feelin’ an itch for a new piece of jewelry head to Tribe Tattoo and see George. He’s the bloody bee’s knees. I’ve had two piercings done with him and both have healed extremely well.

Another thing to note is that Lucy at Sassoon is the best hairdresser ever. Ever. Ever, ever, ever. I honestly think I’ll continue to travel to Scotland to make sure that no one else touches my tresses- my only exception would be if they are also Sassoon trained. This haircut in particular I think is my favourite… of all my life. And that’s such a nice feeling.

So Roisin was playing The Roxy that night with Erin Todd and Rosie Bans who were delightful. We got to have a sneak peek at some of the tunes that were going to be played at the launch and hear some fantastic music from the other ladies. The video below is one that Scott took of 14.

The next morning we had to say good bye to Scott but we had breakfast at my old work Hula before parting ways so Roisin could practice and I could head to Primark… forever. And never leave.

I ate all the haggis that evening once Roisin persuaded me to leave the store and just chilled out as the EP launch was the very next day.

We kinda had to make the EPs the next morning prior to the show so we made a necessary trip to Lewis’ to get things sorted. Then we got gussied up. Yes, gussied, before making our way to The Wee Red Bar.

Another one of my favourite people- and “mother” of Roisin Hannah O’Reilly opened the show, followed by the incredible Donna Maciocia. I’d never seen her live so that was indeed a treat. Then Roisin took the stage and I was overcome with the proudest “HOLY SHIT THAT’S MAH GIRLFRIEND” feeling ever. She’s so bloody fancy.

For better photos than my shitty horrible ones of the show you can head here.

The rest of my time was pretty much a blur of Los Cardos burritos, coffee, Hula, a fry up and tears … before heading to Manchester to spend a brief evening with Scott before he literally threw me into the train heading to the airport (I would have missed it otherwise heh) and I was on my way back to Montreal… alone… where I would spend about 66 days (not that I’m counting) on my own. *sob*

The happy ending here is duty free of course. I fahking love the duty free store.

K

Manchestah visit-

January 11, 2012

In November I made a really random trip to Manchester to pick up some of my left over possessions as well as to visit with friends. I must admit I miss the delicious cafes. Manchester has great cupcakes and cafes. Ohhhhh yes.

Scott is a part of what I like to call my “holy trinity of friendship”- one of my favourite people on this planet. And this is Beau his roommates Rosie and Danni’s puppy. He is the most beautiful dog.

So cute!

The veggie cafe by the university has the most delicious bakewells… good grief.. nom nom

Some absolute knobhead splashed me as I was walking down Oxford road. We are never going to be friends. He is in the douche nozzle pile immediately.

I have to admit as beautiful as Edinburgh was at Christmastime… Manchester has superior markets. I do think so- the only exception being the Orkney burger stall which was the most delicious. Hoo-ray for Orkney.

Adam and I went out for dinner in the evening and chatted while sharing a delicious venison Christmas dinner type thing at the Banyan. I had my first mulled wine of the year as well… actually the only one to date.

I was also able to stop by Pat Val and say hello- While I have a strange relationship with Manchester I definitely miss the lovely folk that I’ve met there.

But I do believe that the move to Scotland was the right thing to do. Oh yes- but more on that later.

K