She’s gone

Before we start, I’d just like to show you a picture that has always been my one of my favourites:

Lucy aged three, Bethany eight months

Lucy aged three, Bethany eight months


Aren’t they gorgeous?

Hard to believe that yesterday was Lucy’s 20th birthday. The day was rather strange and not really what passes for a regular celebration since there was no cake or alcohol involved, as is usual in the Creek household on such occasions. Instead, we did this:

A full boot

A full boot


and this:

a bit of a squash

a bit of a squash

before proceeding in a north-westerly direction for 117 miles along motorways filled with drivers who show no consideration for their fellow road-users and with Miss Bossy-Knickers (a.k.a the sat-nav) shouting instructions periodically.
Upon arrival we found this:
the kitchen

the kitchen

(not too sure how much actual cooking will take place…)
And this:


bedroom again

bedroom again

(Again, not too sure how much studying and sleeping will happen here… the S.U. bar is just over the road)
Lucy is now officially an undergraduate student at Oxford Brookes University, about to start a B.A.(Hons) degree in Media, Communications and Cultural Studies.
The move was fairly uneventful (apart from the lovely new saucepans that are still in Lucy’s bedroom. AT HOME!) (And the coat-hangers. Also AT HOME)
She’s scared and excited at the same time as she steps over the threshold into this new, independent, responsible and grown-up phase of her life.
Her mother, meanwhile – she’s utterly bereft.


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3 responses to “She’s gone

  1. Aww you poor thing! <> Means you have a great excuse to pop up & drink gin in punts though! ;P

    Amazingly clean & spacious halls she’s in – much better than when I was at Brookes. Looks like she will definitely be having my friend as a lecturer with that course as well, hehe.

  2. Wouldn’t it be hilarious if I suddenly decided to move away tomorrow? To Australia?

  3. Hang in there, Mom. It’s tough to separate, but it really does add a whole new depth to the mother/daughter relationship. Still…you should go buy yourself some new yarn. Just to ease the pain, you see.

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