After attending college to do an Architectural Design course, i found myself losing interest half way through - probably not helped by the passing of a family member. The work became morose and tiresome, and all interest in something i was so passionate about dispersed to the gutters like melting snow in the midday sun.
I inevitably left the course and in doing so gave myself a huge black mark upon my name.
Studying took the back seat for now...
Life was about to get a whole load better.
I had been spitballing an idea with a few friends about moving into a flat in Edinburgh. These plans seemed well thought out, planned to the 'T', that