And now I have, albeit in the form of a haiku. Apparently my grandmother - in all her years of wisdom - has never finished the book either, which made me feel rather better about not reading an exam text.

But now, thanks to One Hundred Great Books in Haiku by David Bader, I can take IB English and pass. Or something ( Read more... )

The other day as I was trying (and failing) to take a decent long distance shot of York Minster, a woman, waiting for her child, leaned out of her car and shouted, "Excuse me, I don't think you should be taking pictures near the school ( Read more... )

The challenge is to start somewhere - anywhere - take a picture (or three), then take 100 steps and take another. Lather, rinse, repeat, and you should have an interesting view of your town. 100 steps isn't very many, really, so it should force you to be all artistic about everyday objects. Or something. I am aware that the originators of the ( Read more... )

Television and the internet are an obvious pairing - at least, to my mind. C'mon, network executives! What are your profits worth if I can't see your shows? Several million you say? Oh.

So far, the best way to catch up with missing TV is Television Without Pity, a site which recaps episodes of shows they find interesting in almost obsessive ( Read more... )

One of the fun things I had the opportunity to do at university (this is almost a direct quote from one of my covering letters) was to take an introductory course in British Sign Language. And (if you’ll forgive me from deviating from what was, after all, a dull and irrelevant letter) one of the things the teacher mentioned is that you can be Deaf ( Read more... )

So I'm in York. Again. I think we (may perhaps) have plans for this weekend, but I would love to see you York bods next week, any old time, just let me know. During the day preferably. Lunch or whatever.

The drive up from the lovely Robin Hood airport reminded me that, actually, I do rather like power stations, so I bring you this:

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Before I discovered WikiHow, my life was so sad! So drab! So full of things I didn’t know how to do! And had to google! Or ask my dad about, because he’s semi-retired and therefore (a) knows everything, or why would they have let him stop work? and (b) is at home more than my mum, who also knows everything because she is a teacher. (I have noticed ( Read more... )

I'm still sorting out my music collection. It's going quite slowly because - and I think this falls into the 'embarrassingly odd' category - I’m not very good at music.

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Yeah, that would be Firefly. Killed off all too young. But! In the way that Buffy might have done, there are rumours of it's resurrection, and a survey. It doesn't really matter if it's likely or not, but shouldn't we all write them a letter anyway? Because Firefly was very, very good, and Season 2 would make me very, very, happy, even if it's only ( Read more... )

Down here, at least. Up where I go swimming, it looks like this.


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