[I’m going to have to post the most recent two days separately, but I wanted to get something up now.] Lugging our gear was pretty much what I expected. We left Portsmouth with plenty of time, but we got off the motorway too early, and experienced the extended crawl that is London traffic, with the […]
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Written in a pub in Portsmouth
We’re going to have to hand the car back tomorrow, and the prospect of lugging around all the junk I’ve accumulated fills me with dread. But I should start at the beginning. We spent all of today traipsing around the Portsmouth Historic Dockyard, doing all the things that the website lists you being able to […]
Written in a Travel Lodge in Portsmouth
In the end, we didn’t manage to do very much of anything in Portsmouth, other than haunting the streets in an attempt to find our lodging. But I don’t regret anything, because we saw all sorts of cool stuff on the way. C has wanted to see a standing stone, so our first stop was […]
Written in a University of Bath hostel
After cleaning up the caravan, dropping off a thank-you card (and the dirty linen) at Meredith’s aunt, and saying hello and goodbye to other members of Meredith’s clan, we said a sad farewell to Wales, and were off on the road to Bath. This proved a bit of a shock to the system after the […]
Written in a caravan in Wales
I am sunburnt, and footsore, and it’s because of Wales. We stayed at the Three Counties Motel in Hereford, which was uneventful (except for some sort of school ball, which we successfully avoided, and me locking us out of our room within 10 minutes of checking in). The rooms were in the process of being […]
Written in a car going from York to Hereford, and a motel in Hereford
It’s funny what you can start to accept as routine, and even start to miss. For example, I miss having polite people regularly bringing me reasonably tasty food. (Margie was surprised that I described the food as tasty; but we flew on Singapore Airlines, and she has been flying with various budget companies, so we’ve […]
Sitting in a House in Leicester
I don’t know why I was surprised by the amount of birdsong in the morning, but I was. Maybe it’s because I have this mental image of England that’s primarily urban; but C was woken in the middle of the night by foxes in the Clapham Common flat where we were staying, and she described […]
Sitting in a London flat
I think that it’s fair to say that the time I drink the most orange juice is during international flights; I find it very hard to get comfortable enough to sleep during the flight, so I’m exposed to most of the rounds of juice that go past. Not being able to sleep does mean that […]
2010 Film Festival, Day 16
My first film was at 10am in Te Papa with C. In The Attic: Who Has A Birthday Today is told with a mixture of stop-motion and normal film (with a touch of hand-drawn animation), and is about a society of discarded toys in the attic of a Hungarian home – but a forgotten Communist […]
2010 Film Festival, Day 15
I’m going to abandon my normal procedure, and talk about the last film I saw first. This was Presumed Guilty, and their website is http://www.presuntoculpable.org/en/. It was about a particular prisoner in Mexico, who was picked up off the street for shooting a man dead, despite not resembling the police sketches (which were conveniently lost […]