Sitting in the library as I enter into my fourth week of final year at University of Sheffield. These past few weeks, I have missed enormously speaking to you about my new modules and easing back into life in Sheffield - as well as upcoming exam worries and generally telling you about my life in the Steel City. I think of you everytime I see the sign to 'Walkley' where you used to live or eachtime I see freshers walking back to Ranmoor Village, where you moved me into in 2009. Hope you are warm, happy and having a nice time, Mum. Love you always xxxxxxx