This weekend was a whistle-stop tour of Greenwich and Sheffield! I spent Friday night at Greenwich university with the ever so wonderful Ashleigh. We made good use of our time and the uni bar, I met her flatmates and other amusing characters and we managed to consume probably slightly too much alcohol. The next morning I had to get up at 5:30 - hmm 3 hours sleep was had! I felt absolutely fine which amazed me, and I probably spoke to soon as after managing to get myself and my rather large bag to London Victoria I started to feel a tad off-colour. By the time I was on the megabus up to Sheffield (£7 - bargain), I was feeling very much worse for wear and as Eleanor pointed out to me later on that day, I was probably still drunk when I woke up and that was just my hangover kicking in. Hmph.
I arrived in Sheffield after 4 hours and was met by Eleanor and Alex! It was lovely to see both of them again, we all went to Primary school together. Eleanor and I have seen a lot of each other as we went to the same high school and live in the same village, but Alex went to a different high school and I haven’t seen as much of her! Saturday was Eleanor’s 20th birthday. I can’t believe my best friend is 20 already!! We got some shopping time in straight away and then progressed from Meadowhall to the biggest Asda/Walmart you have ever seen. Transported by Samantha’s driving (Ele’s flatmate’s friend), narrowly escaping on a few occasions whilst singing along to a mixture of Scissor Sisters and Leona Lewis, we finally made it back to Ele’s house which she shares with 5 other lovely 2nd years. After having the grand tour and collapsing on the sofa, it was time to get ready for the grand night out. Our destination: Pop Tarts.
Now there had been quite a lot of drama surrounding this night out, arranged a few months ago, Ele had settled on getting everyone to go to Pop Tarts on that Saturday night to celebrate her 20th with some good old retro pop. However, last week, with only a few days to go, a massive power cut meant that the union shut down and said it wouldn’t be open until today. A quickly arranged house party replaced the Pop Tarts night out and messages were sent out, facebook status’s changed and such like to ensure everyone knew! It doesn’t stop there…whilst we were shopping in Meadowhall - a matter of hours before the party, Ele got a phone call from a friend that works at the union to say that Pop Tarts was back on and would be open that night!! Major panic descended, as she tried to contact everyone to let them know that Pop Tarts was back on and we would be going there instead as everyone who had bought tickets would now not get them refunded!!!
After more texts, emails and facebook messages, the latest plans were made known to everyone! We all met in BarOne for some pre-club drinks. Including making sure that Ele had a shot…or two. Then off we went into Pop Tarts. There are two main rooms - one a 60s music room, and the other 80s and 90s retro pop. A very good mix! Completed by the ‘Pop Tarts pop’ sold, amongst a great deal of other things, at the bar. A glass of apple sours and cranberry juice! We danced the night away to all the greatest pop songs from our childhood, took lots of photos and got introduced to Sheffield’s clan of smurfs.

(l-r, Alex, Jamie, Me, Dom)

(Alex and Eleanor - Miss Birthday Girl!)
Sunday morning came, and we were still dancing but found our way home in time to get a reasonable amount of sleep before I had to be at Sheffield station for a 11am train home. 6 hours later I was back in Angmering, just in time for our Youth group’s i:Worship event which I was singing at.
Steve Cooper, from Cry in the Dark, was speaking and told us about the work they do over in Romania. It was truly heartbreaking to hear the stories about the orphanages and made me even more certain that we are doing the right thing by taking a group of the 16+ youth out there next summer to do a mission trip.
I crashed into bed last night and slept like a log. It was a hectic weekend but a fantastic one, which was well worth the rush!!
God bless,
Beckie xx

(l-r Kat, Alex, Me, Emily, Eleanor and Jen)