Month: November 2017

Shades of suddenly.

You go to university and suddenly living becomes very loud – a sort of wonderful nightmare. I think, for many of us, autumn in Durham has consisted of a series of ‘suddenly’s’ that creep up, unnoticed, only to pounce at the most unexpected of times. Suddenly smiling, privately amused at the creative notions you come up with as a means of trying to remember people’s names. Turning it into a game. Although, more often than not, you remember every funny little detail: their favourite place to get fish and chips, the name of their black Labrador. Everything apart from their name. Suddenly startled at how many cups of coffee you can manage to swig in a day (and not feeling bad about it either); revelling in the routinely holding of these warm mugs of caffeine to the chilled stones of your teeth. Suddenly overwhelmed by the wealth of information at your fingertips as you enter the library for the first time. The smell of books, knowledge, facts, interpretation. Suddenly realising that you are being talked to about dodecaphony by an …