It seems like a long time since I posted about the treks back up Snowdon and Ben Nevis (checks back and, indeed, it was a long time ago) but for completeness it feels like I should put up a quick post on the final of the GB three peaks.

Scafell Pike is an oddity in hill walking terms; it is dwarfed by about 100 hills in Scotland alone and a fair ( Read more... )

Another in the line of walking posts but this one will be shorter ( Read more... )

I'm currently sitting at the laptop while I nice man from the removal company packs up my life's possessions with the exception of said laptop and the bed.  All going very well, he admired my Star Wars collection and grumped about the number of books but seems to be good at his job.  To be fair, he's been here since 9am and isn't due to finish ( Read more... )

Last Wednesday Paypal handily informed me that they thought my account had been fraudulently accessed and they were putting a block on all transactions.

Very helpful you might think but it hadn't stopped £611.73 being taken from my account (and therefore debited to my bank account).  Thankfully, and somewhat rarely, I actually had that much money in ( Read more... )

Some people prove their manhood by re-producing, some by fighting and some by drinking.  I believe there are other methods but I like reverse parking.  I only discovered my fondness for reverse parking as a measure of manhood this afternoon as a result of this picture:

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After a fairly busy weekend, I have discovered some things:
1.  I prefer walking up mountains to being shot at with paintballs.  I didn't mind being shot at, and the being shot didn't hurt really, but my lack of competence in the actual shooting people part made it less fun.
2.  I like weddings.  Particularly weddings where you get to catch up with ( Read more... )

Another in the long line of walking posts which really serve no more purpose than to remind me when I did things.

Anyway, today was Ben Nevis.  Two of my compadres from the Caley Challenge and I decided that, with no ridiculous 54-miles-in-24-hours walks available at the moment, the highest mountain in Britain would do.  I am aware that Ben Nevis is ( Read more... )

A few months ago, the council finally adopted the road our flat sits on and started enforcing the double yellow lines painted everywhere.  The lines are actually a good idea in many places as people were parking with absolutely no regard for others and causing some safety hazards.  More importantly, they were preventing the dustbin lorries from ( Read more... )

Having managed to break my rowing machine last night - the cable snapped leaving me rather surprised holding a metal bar and falling off the back of the machine - I was faced with a bit of a quandary ( Read more... )

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