I think it's high time I actually posted something of note here instead of just randomly popping by and noticing a whole lot of 'not very much'. Thankyou to the folk who do pass by and leave nice comments. It's people like yourselves who sustain that good sense of community the shadowy, commercial contingent would like to quash!
I've had an odd few months. I've met an astonishingly beautiful girl who takes up a lot of my time and quite rightly so. I met her on a trip to Stockholm and she is wonderful. I would never have had STockholm down as a romantic city having never been, but it was such a lovely surprise. My mental impression was one of concrete and sub-zero temperatures and little sunlight. As it happens, its a staggeringly beautiful city of contrasts. True, it does have its Swedish minimalism popping up now and again but its also perched on many little islands linked together with pretty bridges and walkways. The girl I met captured my heart completely. It was one of those online experiences which not only lived up to the mighty asperations you concoct in the confines of an online relationship but vastly exceeded it. I'm already planning a return visit for early 07. Right now I've booked a hotel in Manchester for her to visit me. December the 1st is the day. Frankly it can't come soon enough. Le sigh.
There's tonnes of other stuff which has neatly faded into insignificance. Oh yeah, I was in a train incident on Friday. A crunch of 'Murder She Wrote" pace with just as many old folk fretting. Coming out of manchester victoria the incline proved too much for our aging train. It simply struggled for just that extra minute giving a goods train enough time to bump the back of us. Queue people screaming and mobile phone screens to light up like Christmas Trees.
My cousins wedding the weekend before was a laugh. I love going down to Cardiff. It's another vastly underrated place. True it might look a bit of a dump, but the people make it such a fun place to visit. My cousin is a curator at the folk museum giving unparralleled access to the St Fagans site. His three site itenery included a fortified tudor castle, a 1000 year old mountain chapel and a victorian working mens club complete with skiffle band and drunken relatives. A good time was had by all. Prepare for a few photos when my film comes back from the chemist.
Anyway, despite the clocks going abck and it only being half one on a satruday night, the trip to the cinema has taken it out of me and I reckon I crawl into my pit... Dreaming of the daughter of Swedish ballet stars and majestic encounters in mundane surroundings. Love ya...
Greg
xxx
I've had an odd few months. I've met an astonishingly beautiful girl who takes up a lot of my time and quite rightly so. I met her on a trip to Stockholm and she is wonderful. I would never have had STockholm down as a romantic city having never been, but it was such a lovely surprise. My mental impression was one of concrete and sub-zero temperatures and little sunlight. As it happens, its a staggeringly beautiful city of contrasts. True, it does have its Swedish minimalism popping up now and again but its also perched on many little islands linked together with pretty bridges and walkways. The girl I met captured my heart completely. It was one of those online experiences which not only lived up to the mighty asperations you concoct in the confines of an online relationship but vastly exceeded it. I'm already planning a return visit for early 07. Right now I've booked a hotel in Manchester for her to visit me. December the 1st is the day. Frankly it can't come soon enough. Le sigh.
There's tonnes of other stuff which has neatly faded into insignificance. Oh yeah, I was in a train incident on Friday. A crunch of 'Murder She Wrote" pace with just as many old folk fretting. Coming out of manchester victoria the incline proved too much for our aging train. It simply struggled for just that extra minute giving a goods train enough time to bump the back of us. Queue people screaming and mobile phone screens to light up like Christmas Trees.
My cousins wedding the weekend before was a laugh. I love going down to Cardiff. It's another vastly underrated place. True it might look a bit of a dump, but the people make it such a fun place to visit. My cousin is a curator at the folk museum giving unparralleled access to the St Fagans site. His three site itenery included a fortified tudor castle, a 1000 year old mountain chapel and a victorian working mens club complete with skiffle band and drunken relatives. A good time was had by all. Prepare for a few photos when my film comes back from the chemist.
Anyway, despite the clocks going abck and it only being half one on a satruday night, the trip to the cinema has taken it out of me and I reckon I crawl into my pit... Dreaming of the daughter of Swedish ballet stars and majestic encounters in mundane surroundings. Love ya...
Greg
xxx
It's almost the 1st of December!
Love ya,