University season is upon us. Fresh-faced, rosy cheeked teenagers up and down the country are packing up to start a new life away from home. If they’re anything like me, most of them probably haven’t a clue what’s in store.

After much deliberation over a date we were all available, I finally met up with some of my blogger pals on the Bank Holiday weekend for a lovely day gallivanting in Shrewsbury.

A year ago on Saturday, suffering from a serious bout of post-Disney blues, I sat down and posted the first regular blog on this little site.

As summer rolls around it’s the conversation coming up at dinner tables where millennial’s are gathering for barbecues up and down the country. But no, I don’t own my own home.