Sunday, August 21, 2005
Big Chill and my week off
First of all, I'd like to point out that I'm typing this in my bedroom at my flat, and will upload it using our brand spanking new broadband connection! Yay! We're still having some teething problems, namely MSN chucking us offline and our local network not working, but hey. Still pretty damn cool! Also damn cool is that by "us" I mean myself and Bob, as he has now moved in. It's going to be great :)
So last week was Seeing Lig And Courtney Week, which is always a pleasure. We kicked off with the Big Chill, which I felt more comfortable with this year, knowing what to expect. We sat on a picnic blanket, drank wine, ate all sorts of good food, and saw all sorts of bands and DJs, some good (Kate Rusby, Ukelele Orchestra and an a capella group I can't remember the name of), some less so (Lunz (sp?), anyone? ;-) Alex and Harry came along again, and we also had Ben and Ros. Lots of lovely people I don't see often enough :)
After a short interlude in Southampton to get the contract on my flat sorted, Lig, Courtney, James and myself could begin our week of adventure. A plan to hike a part of Offa's Dyke fell through in the end, but we did manage to go wine-tasting and visit the Stiperstones in Shropshire. This is the name given to a particular ridge in the hills of the Welsh borders which is purple from the heather and has many curious angular, light grey rocks - some in piles, some forming huge battlement-like structures, and some just getting in the way on the path! The ridge seems to be unique - the other hills around were green, with no more rocks than anywhere else. There are pictures here.
Also, we went to Alton Towers for the first time in years! Great fun, and we managed to get on all the big rides at least once. It was surprisingly quiet for a Friday in the summer holidays.
And finally:
Catholic professor attempts to prove existance of the Resurrection; only succeeds in proving his complete ignorance of the basics of probability.
So last week was Seeing Lig And Courtney Week, which is always a pleasure. We kicked off with the Big Chill, which I felt more comfortable with this year, knowing what to expect. We sat on a picnic blanket, drank wine, ate all sorts of good food, and saw all sorts of bands and DJs, some good (Kate Rusby, Ukelele Orchestra and an a capella group I can't remember the name of), some less so (Lunz (sp?), anyone? ;-) Alex and Harry came along again, and we also had Ben and Ros. Lots of lovely people I don't see often enough :)
After a short interlude in Southampton to get the contract on my flat sorted, Lig, Courtney, James and myself could begin our week of adventure. A plan to hike a part of Offa's Dyke fell through in the end, but we did manage to go wine-tasting and visit the Stiperstones in Shropshire. This is the name given to a particular ridge in the hills of the Welsh borders which is purple from the heather and has many curious angular, light grey rocks - some in piles, some forming huge battlement-like structures, and some just getting in the way on the path! The ridge seems to be unique - the other hills around were green, with no more rocks than anywhere else. There are pictures here.
Also, we went to Alton Towers for the first time in years! Great fun, and we managed to get on all the big rides at least once. It was surprisingly quiet for a Friday in the summer holidays.
And finally:
Catholic professor attempts to prove existance of the Resurrection; only succeeds in proving his complete ignorance of the basics of probability.
