First Week

The first week of lessons is now over. There was no E.H this week, so it was lovely and peaceful, we actually felt like we wanted to be living here. Now he is back and it is back to the usual bubbling bitterness beneath the skin.
Poetry looks brilliant. Weirdly the second year poetry workshop is the same as the third year advanced workshop, but in a way it's kind of cool. Maybe we'll get better feedback from them since they've been studying a bit longer than we have. We basically get to do things how we want to in that lesson, which sounds great. I have to write a poem for next week and then bring a poem I like every third week and discuss it. Looks like I have weekly homework for all three modules.
Dystopias also looks brilliant. We went to see 'The Road' in the cinema because we are studying the book later on. It was so bleak and desolate. At the risk of sounding like a complete twat, I will say that it was very moving. Really sad. It really plays with the fear of death. Not just an individual death but the idea that everything human will die and there will be nothing left of us at all.