M6

Hello, I am writing this from the middle of an M6 traffic jam near Wolverhampton. We are heading North-West to the Lake District to stay on a farm for a week with my grandparents. I’m really looking forward to this because the landscape is amazing and the hiking is incredible, my sister is also looking forward to it because there are lots of sheep.

Well, the traffic is clearing up now that we are in the country, but it still feels as if we are driving down Portage Ave in rush-hour despite being in the middle of the countryside somewhere between Birmingham and Manchester. For lunch today so far I’ve had a Scotch egg (hard boiled egg covered with sausage and bread crumbs) and I think I might have a bag of prawn cocktail crisps, or maybe Worcester sauce ones, I haven’t decided yet.

I still do not really fully grasp that I am not going home for a year. It just feels like I’m on a holiday to visit my relatives. I miss my cats a lot, though I know that they are in good hands with my grandparents in Winnipeg. My home-schooling has already begun: I am learning lots of things, like the other day when my dad taught me to fold empty chip bags into origami triangles. I also learned that whatever you wear can be fashionable as long as you walk with an air of superiority and meet hostile looks with an expression that says, “Oh my gosh, what’s your problem?” So today I went the supermarket wearing a plaid dress shirt, gym shorts, hiking boots and wool socks pulled up high. So, look for hipsters wearing wool socks and gym shorts in the weeks to come. I highly recommend it as a Back to School Look as I assure you will be the coolest kid in the class.