Living in Crookes: It’s only downhill from here

Before moving to Sheffield for my master studies (in Cultural Studies), I had the expectation of talking a lot about these topics in the very near future:

Culture (check), quality of tea (not so much), maybe homesickness (not the case, happily).

I did not, however, expect to talk very much about these: aching muscles, hills, and bananas. The reason for this strange combo? – Crookes.

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