Richard and Clare's Wedding
Hev's brother got married this weekend, and what a nice weekend it was, glorious weather the whole weekend. Here's a picture of the happy couple in the church, just after signing the register.
Hev's brother got married this weekend, and what a nice weekend it was, glorious weather the whole weekend. Here's a picture of the happy couple in the church, just after signing the register.
I went mountain boarding on the Marlborough downs with friends yesterday, in aid of a friend's birthday (Happy birthday Lewis!).
Mountain boarding is basically like nicotine patches for Snowboard freaks. It's a snowboard-like board (but smaller) with with Skateboard like undercarriage, except with much bigger, air-filled wheels to enable them to run on rough terrain. it's a bit like Skateboarding, but more like snowboarding.
I've recently finished reading A Likeness, by Sonia Overall. It's a book about painting and passion at the Elizabethan court.
I don't normally read historical novels.
The reason I read this one is because it was written by a friend of mine. Sonia is married to a very good friend of mine from my art student days (hey James).
My blog's not been going so well lately.
I was reading about a fun game on waxy.org entitled the Amazon.com Knee-Jerk Contrarian Game. Basically you pick some highly acclaimed works of art (say Casablanca or Catch-22) then view customer reviews by lowest rated first. There's plenty of examples posted on the comments for the entry on waxy, and they are very funny.
Gutted.
Not only was that the cruelest reversal I've ever witnessed, but also the latest, the strangest, and also just plain jammy...
Yes, the French played well, and had us under the kosh at times, but they didn't create a great deal, despite camping just outside our area for quarter of an hour. It's a shame Beckham missed the penalty (are there any Englishmen who can score penalties..?) but we played well enough to beat any team that didn't have Zidane in it. Rooney in particular was awesome...
The Le Chartier is a popular and relatively famous restaurant in Paris. It's always very busy, you have to queue to get in and it's very noisy inside. The waiters are obtuse to say the least, don't speak English (no reason they should, of course, they're in France) and refuse to understand less-than-perfect attempts at French pronunciation.
Awesome.
Just quite simply awesome.
I mean, if they'd have kept the lights low and got any old screaming fat bloke up there to do a half-decent Black Francis/Frank Black/Whatisface impression (Tarry?) I'd have been happy-ish. at least I'd have seen the Pixies live, right?
Normally, you don't expect much from reunion gigs, they're just a big cash-in, right? (and make no mistke, this was a big cash-in, they've made no secret of that.)
I went to Groningen in Holland for a International Student Football tournament this weekend - three days playing football, sitting around in the sun and drinking beer - great fun.
This was my first football tournament, and it fully lived up to my expectations (though sleeping in a large gym for four hours a night ensured that the quality of football wasn't exactly sparkling). I actually got to play though, which was good - and I didn't screw up!
We was robbed.