As it was a bank holiday last weekend, I drove out to Oxford. As well as going punting (well, I was sort of a tourist), I went out to see the white horse at Uffington. It’s made from chalk, and spans the side of a hill, and was originally constructed “2 or 3” thousand yearsContinue reading “Out into the country”
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Sometimes, London gets to you.
RRRR. Barclays just charged me a £30 penalty, and I’ve incurred a £50 fine for not paying my congestion charge (I thought you could pay it up to 24 hours afterwards, but it’s only till midnight). And it’s raining. And I’m ill. Woe is me, woe is me, etc., fade music, curtain.
It was another sign from the Church
Another Church motto sign, like the one I posted yesterday. This is a photo I actually took myself. It’s from Toronto, when I was there for a couple of days, and (as you can see) it was snapped just outside the Hyatt hotel. It’s a good quote – with or without the religious connotations.
Rollercoaster weekend…
…Literally. Spent a long weekend in Blackpool, and on Friday, I went to the Pleasure Beachwhich is a massive theme park with a lot of rollercoasters crammed in to a small space. It’s not quite as high concept as a lot of other theme parks (like Alton Towers), but, like Blackpool itself, manages to createContinue reading “Rollercoaster weekend…”
It’s Monday
It’s Monday, and it’s raining. The sun is gone, although at least it’s not as debilitatingly hot now. In honour of the start of the week, a few quick photos from my workplace window, taken over the last few months.
All years leaving
A couple of weeks ago, I went back home to help my Mum move – away from the village near sunny Scarborough and down south. Always strange leaving a place – even though I’m all grown up so never properly lived there. Took a couple of photos, including some of the village churchyard. Scalby churchyard.Continue reading “All years leaving”
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
A very nice day on Saturday, so took a trip to Kew Gardens, and walked for miles… Always very strange when you end up in a park in London (or any other big metropolis), becuase you catch bits and pieces of the city through the gaps in the borders: a skyrise at the end ofContinue reading “Lazing on a sunny afternoon”
The Wired Jester 