As November draws to a close, yesterday's fog lifted to reveal a glorious day today - full of winter sparkle.
It's yet another reason why I love winter, just look at yesterday and today's pictures - both so different yet both so wonderful!
As November draws to a close, yesterday's fog lifted to reveal a glorious day today - full of winter sparkle.
It's yet another reason why I love winter, just look at yesterday and today's pictures - both so different yet both so wonderful!
A thick fog has descended over Lancaster. We've all seen thick fog before, but this time it's stayed from morning until night. I woke up with it, and as I get ready to go to bed now, it's still there. In fact - it's worse then ever.
Weird, but that's all there is to talk about. It's been freezing too, and I thought I'd get a picture of the fog for today, which never really works, but I must say that I'm quite pleased with today's shot. The framing could have been better, I should have tried to get the railings square on, but people were waiting to get through so I had to be quick...
Anyway, I think it's a nice picture - captures what I think, and what I love, about winter. Lovely.
Fridays, as is the case for many people, are always pretty good. It's the only day of the week where I truly have to do no work. There's one lesson to go to first thing, then, the day is mine - work can wait until the weekend.
This doesn't mean anything goes on though. In fact, I had to get a picture of a friend of mine, hopefully suitably blurred, in a staged position with some 1940's murderer gloves on. Not his idea I hasten to add, looking at it now, I wish it wasn't mine either...
There was a peace fest in the square today. I got a picture there - but I'm still not sure what it all was. Whatever, it was peaceful...
Not much happened at all today. The last two days it's been freezing, but today was just grey and mild all the time.
It's election time though, and people are knocking on doors trying to get votes in preparation for the ballot on Thursday. Our neighbour is running for a post on central campus, and she just finished spraying a banner.
Personally, I don't like to get too involved in this stuff - it's all a slightly odd idea to me, but I suppose that things have to be run one way or another.
I was assessed three times today. That wasn't particularly nice so I went to play a game of pool this evening. I lost, albeit narrowly.
The balloon presentation went well though, so I can go to bed safe in the knowledge that someone out there knows just a little bit more than they used to about hot air balloons.
Just get a load of this snazz.
I haven't been out to the very edge of campus for a while, for some reason someone wanted to meet me there this evening. When I got there, I noticed it all got done up. Last year it was all scaffolding etc and now it's, well, nothing, just paving and lights - but it all looks swish anyway.
Early start tomorrow, and I've been working all night so I'd better get off to bed. Good evening.
Here lies my delayed birthday present - a stylophone.
It's a classic toy, and an addition to my small collection of fairly crap instruments. Of course, I knew what this was, I wasn't quite ready however for how crap it would sound. There's three settings to make different noises, and the second one produces one of the worst sounds I have ever heard. Nothing sounds good on a stylophone, that's for sure.
However, as is usually the case with me, there has been a problem. As it happens, this is what my mother bought me as a 'surprise gift' for Christmas. She was very excited indeed, she was sure I'd love it - only to be told that I'd just got one this very day from someone else.
Well - that's the fun gone out of that then.
Saturdays are fairly empty - events only getting about as exciting as an online shop and a call from home.
I've just got back from the pub - but did you really want to know that? Didn't think so.
It's a bit of a cliché to mention the weather I suppose, and it's a well known fact that everything gets just a little harsher 'here up north'. However, I have never walked home to find my curtains blown off the rails by the wind until today.
Why me? This has happened to no one else I have spoken to, no one - such a trivial yet annoying thing. Whilst yesterday's picture was half decent, today I'm afraid I'm jut venting my stress to the world.
There, all better now.
It's been a pretty miserable, nondescript day again today. That seems to be the trend 'up north' in winter. They say it's so much harsher, and it can be, but it's mainly just so much greyer. Maybe not as gray as East Anglia, but still pretty gray.
Anyway, today's picture is of a funny building next to the library which even now as I type, I have never set foot in. I couldn't say what it is, or its purpose, but it looks nice lit up.
Germany 2 England 1. What more could you want from a day?
This was a friendly match, but as we all know, it's never friendly against the Germans. Looks like Capello has really breathed new life into the team, as a mix of old a new players took them to glory - Germany's first loss in Berlin since the seventies.
The war ended a long time ago - but it's still nonetheless satisfying.
Remember that balloon project I was working on a couple of days ago?
It's been postponed until next week - I had made a huge effort in wrenching myself out of bed this morning and trying to get ready for it, so I had to shelve it, literally. I don't want to go on - but I'm not a happy bunny.
It's been a foul day by all accounts, but it looks like I might have a use for the iPod.
I'll probably use it as prompt cards for my balloon presentation tomorrow. I'm off to bed now with a stinking headache - I hope it goes by presentation time, as I really am not in the mood to do it right now.
Believe it or not, I've managed to land myself with doing a talk about hot air balloons in French. So, to spice it up a bit, I thought I'd try and make a balloon of my own. This is a large example which did stay in the air when placed over the toaster, but was too heavy to just float away. That took a while to make, so I called it a day there.
Otherwise, I guess I should mention that Stoke lost yesterday 5-0 to Man Utd. It's a shame, but they somewhat had it coming.
Work - that old yet still foreign concept has once more reared its ugly head, meaning that I've not done much else.
Having said that, we went to an Indian this evening, which was pretty good, maybe a picture of that would have been better than 'French Verb Tables'.
Nothing happened today. Not to me anyway. So, today's picture is of my big red button of a home page - when pressed it makes the drum and cymbal noise used so often to end jokes. It makes any sentence funny.
Otherwise, it's been 600 days since I started out doing this - how things have changed since that first day a year and a half ago...
It was my birthday a couple of days ago, and almost everyone I know gave me amazon vouchers. These are a cool and quick way to give a present, and are always much appreciated. Due to the unusually large amount I received, this year, I was able to get an iPod touch, which came today.
It's dead cool and I'm off to play with it now.
A parcel I got yesterday came packed with loads of brown paper, so that, plus boredom, prompted me to set about making an annoying pair of trousers. Just call me Russell.
I shall try my best to mark armistice day every year - so far so good; it's not something that should be forgotten.
I could go on, but enough as been said without my blabbering on, and I really have to go to bed now. Goodnight.
Lest we forget.
I had a final lunch with the grandparents today, and it was once more, it was quite dull, and people were getting fidgety.
Since then, I have been travelling home up until about an hour ago. That's a eight hour trip home. I don't want to go into the details - but as the picture shows it involved a wait in Birmingham. I just want to go to bed.
This is the view I've been staring at for the last 49 hours. Well, not this field in particular, but everywhere looks the same. Flat, flat and more flat. Add a couple of water towers to the shot, and you've got East Anglia in a picture.
Had lunch with the grandparents today, it was a good dinner - nonetheless boring. My grandparents haven't seen my uncle for 20 years now, what do they talk about? The price of petrol of course. It wasn't all their fault mind, he wasn't exactly helping things.
Tomorrow there's another awkward meal, then I head home.
Goodness me this place is shite. My uncle turned up during breakfast this morning, which I must add is particularly good where I'm staying - a bottle of pastis broke in his suitcase on the way there; everything now stinks of aniseed.
The picture is of the school chapel in Oundle, where my brother goes, and where we picked him up from. In the car, there was the slow realisation that there's nothing to do in the fens. Nothing. So we went to Peterborough. That was that.
So, today I headed down south on the train to Huntington - not my idea of a great weekend.
I won't go on too long here, but I had to change several times, even going through Leeds - going north to go south. Anyhow, five hours down the line (literally I guess...) and here I am in Woodhurst - a small village in the round, with a nice B+B; is this place the only good thing about East Anglia? Possibly.
Today has been a fairly dull day, ended by writing an essay and going to see WALL-E.
It's one of those times when I feel tired, but haven't actually got much done.
WALL-E was good though, brilliant even, and easily one of the greatest animations of all time. It was funny, and captivating and most of all - one of the best looking films I have ever seen. Simply beautiful, if you haven't seen it - do so now.
Barack Obama has this morning become the new president of the United States of America.
It seems almost unbelievable that (what seems to be) the right thing has happened. This man, and this man alone, has the potential to unite his nation once again - the world could be a very different place indeed from now on.
I'm not American, I've never been to America - but I, like most other people, can see just how much this one man could affect my country, and myself.
The time for change has come - hopefully.
It's time for change in the US, and today is the day people are gathering to vote for their favourite candidate - McCain or Obama.
I have to confess that I'm an Obama fan, and hopefully tomorrow I'll have good news to report. The live score remains at 0-0, the first polls close in ten minutes; good luck to all you Americans.
Spooks is back on - and I love it.
That aside, I overslept this morning for the first time ever, which wasn't a good feeling at all really.
I'm getting colder and more tired by the day, but I'm sure it'll pass. Better get an early night though, make sure it doesn't happen again...
Today, Lewis Hamilton has become the youngest Formula One champion ever, and the first British champion of the 21st Century.
In a nail biting race in Brazil, won by Massa, he was in sixth place, one lower than the required fifth to win, right up until the last ten seconds where, due to rain and tyre changes, Timo Glock couldn't cope anymore and dropped his position on the final two bends - Hamilton flew by, despite the fact that Massa had already won the race! So, when Massa finished, he was champion, but it was far from over, and Lewis 'Lucky-Sod' Hamilton swiped it away.
It was a well deserved title mind, with some blinding performances seen throughout the season; it's a shame it had to end with such a fluke.
It's that time of the year - November, which means winter. I love it. Cool, crisp days, some bright some gloomy, the ice, the cold - I just love seeing my own breath too.
Yesterday, in a weird lapse of concentration, I forgot to mention that I went to go and see the new James Bond film - 'The Quantum of Solace'. It was bloody brilliant, maybe not as good as Casino Royale, but it kicked ass nonetheless.
Today, as the picture might show, Stoke beat Arsenal 2-1. Can you believe it? Both of Stoke's goals were off throw ins, but there we go - the photo is off match of the day, and it shows the main man Delap throwing it in for the second goal. Genius.