Saying bye-bye
As I'm leaving tomorrow, these last few weeks (but mostly yesterday) I have been saying goodbye to the people and places I know in England. It was indeed hard to consider leaving behind the thrills and super high level of excitement that comes with living in Doncaster. However after one whole sorrowful minute I have come to terms with this.
DONNAYYY
So, "what is so lovely about this place you live Sam (the awesome)" I hear you ask. WELL brace yourselves. I have taken a selection of pictures that best highlight that place which I was born and raised and it's spectacularly interesting atmosphere.
'Gizza Sausage roll an' a pasty luv' |
I can't think of a funner place. |
And what's this? A "fun" "house"? Recently due to the spate of hot weather there has been a 'All the fun of the Fair seaside comes to Doncaster'. As you can guess from the title of this event, it consists of random pieces of reject funfair attractions being strewn all over the streets with the pretence of Doncaster becoming coastal. There was a beach (2 square meters of damp sand complete with wasps), a hookadook with waters so green it may have bred a new sort of algae. and the pride of place the FUN house. However to me it seemed more like a death trap as a child rattled the loose barriers to the tune of 'Under the sea' from the little mermaid.
Friendlingtons
On a (only marginally) sadder note, I said goodbye to my friends in the UK this week. I promised I wouldn't embarrass them on my blog, but who cares now I wont be here for their revenge :)
OH!!!!
I nearly forgot the highlight of Doncaster!
look at its ebony cuboid frame! |
And on that note. I'm uninviting England to my birthday party and I'm outa here!!!