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Mar. 28th, 2006
Things I received
Mar. 28th, 2006 09:47 pmThank you very much to everyone who wished me a “Happy Birthday”. It certainly was.
Things I received:
Things I received:
- a piece of paper-work (it is hard to describe – an artwork of handmade paper, part print, part drawing, with bits woven into the paper)
- some rather excellent after-shave balm from Penhaligons
- a variety of different clothes
- an email (well, my brother is working in Sri Lanka, and has been there since just after Christmas)
- a phone call – from my mother, realising that she hadn’t sealed an envelope containing a cheque (so she cancelled the cheque in case someone stole it, and was phoning me to tell me not to cash it because – well, they might arrest me!)
- a cheque – which had me confused, because I didn’t know if it had been cancelled or not (bizarrely, the replacement cheque reached me before the original)
- some rather nice cards, including a print of a magnolia (one of my favourite flowers – though I prefer Liriodendron), a beautiful sunset view of Rum from a beach on Eigg, and picture of a bottle of wine and cheese (rather appropriately, and completely coincidentally, the wine pictured was the same we had drunk in the restaurant on Saturday night).
Things I received
Mar. 28th, 2006 09:47 pmThank you very much to everyone who wished me a “Happy Birthday”. It certainly was.
Things I received:
Things I received:
- a piece of paper-work (it is hard to describe – an artwork of handmade paper, part print, part drawing, with bits woven into the paper)
- some rather excellent after-shave balm from Penhaligons
- a variety of different clothes
- an email (well, my brother is working in Sri Lanka, and has been there since just after Christmas)
- a phone call – from my mother, realising that she hadn’t sealed an envelope containing a cheque (so she cancelled the cheque in case someone stole it, and was phoning me to tell me not to cash it because – well, they might arrest me!)
- a cheque – which had me confused, because I didn’t know if it had been cancelled or not (bizarrely, the replacement cheque reached me before the original)
- some rather nice cards, including a print of a magnolia (one of my favourite flowers – though I prefer Liriodendron), a beautiful sunset view of Rum from a beach on Eigg, and picture of a bottle of wine and cheese (rather appropriately, and completely coincidentally, the wine pictured was the same we had drunk in the restaurant on Saturday night).
The Punk with a Stutter
Mar. 28th, 2006 09:51 pmThere was a bus strike in Edinburgh today – part of the public-sector unions’ day of action.
To avoid travel-hassle, I anticipated working from home – having a rather lazy day catching up on reading, a bit of writing, and no work email.
Instead, a meeting was arranged in London which I had to go to, rather changing my plans.
Going back to the airport, I was caught in a heavy hail storm. The hail was blown nearly horizontal, and when it finally fell, it bounced off the pavement; in the three minutes it took to walk from our office in London to Bank, my legs – unprotected by umbrella and coat – were soaked.
I sat in the front of the DLR train, listening to Quadraphenia – it is rather a superb album.
There was a really stunning complete rainbow, stretching an arch over the derelict Millenium Mills building by Silvertown. The colours were bright against the stormy black sky. At the end of the rainbow was a huge white liner that always seems to be in the docks there.
The Tate and Lyle factory opposite London City Airport looked like a giant Mondrian construction.
And I didn’t have my camera with me. Doh!
To avoid travel-hassle, I anticipated working from home – having a rather lazy day catching up on reading, a bit of writing, and no work email.
Instead, a meeting was arranged in London which I had to go to, rather changing my plans.
Going back to the airport, I was caught in a heavy hail storm. The hail was blown nearly horizontal, and when it finally fell, it bounced off the pavement; in the three minutes it took to walk from our office in London to Bank, my legs – unprotected by umbrella and coat – were soaked.
I sat in the front of the DLR train, listening to Quadraphenia – it is rather a superb album.
There was a really stunning complete rainbow, stretching an arch over the derelict Millenium Mills building by Silvertown. The colours were bright against the stormy black sky. At the end of the rainbow was a huge white liner that always seems to be in the docks there.
The Tate and Lyle factory opposite London City Airport looked like a giant Mondrian construction.
And I didn’t have my camera with me. Doh!
The Punk with a Stutter
Mar. 28th, 2006 09:51 pmThere was a bus strike in Edinburgh today – part of the public-sector unions’ day of action.
To avoid travel-hassle, I anticipated working from home – having a rather lazy day catching up on reading, a bit of writing, and no work email.
Instead, a meeting was arranged in London which I had to go to, rather changing my plans.
Going back to the airport, I was caught in a heavy hail storm. The hail was blown nearly horizontal, and when it finally fell, it bounced off the pavement; in the three minutes it took to walk from our office in London to Bank, my legs – unprotected by umbrella and coat – were soaked.
I sat in the front of the DLR train, listening to Quadraphenia – it is rather a superb album.
There was a really stunning complete rainbow, stretching an arch over the derelict Millenium Mills building by Silvertown. The colours were bright against the stormy black sky. At the end of the rainbow was a huge white liner that always seems to be in the docks there.
The Tate and Lyle factory opposite London City Airport looked like a giant Mondrian construction.
And I didn’t have my camera with me. Doh!
To avoid travel-hassle, I anticipated working from home – having a rather lazy day catching up on reading, a bit of writing, and no work email.
Instead, a meeting was arranged in London which I had to go to, rather changing my plans.
Going back to the airport, I was caught in a heavy hail storm. The hail was blown nearly horizontal, and when it finally fell, it bounced off the pavement; in the three minutes it took to walk from our office in London to Bank, my legs – unprotected by umbrella and coat – were soaked.
I sat in the front of the DLR train, listening to Quadraphenia – it is rather a superb album.
There was a really stunning complete rainbow, stretching an arch over the derelict Millenium Mills building by Silvertown. The colours were bright against the stormy black sky. At the end of the rainbow was a huge white liner that always seems to be in the docks there.
The Tate and Lyle factory opposite London City Airport looked like a giant Mondrian construction.
And I didn’t have my camera with me. Doh!