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So much for my personal vow to post more frequently. :p
Okay, most important thing to have happened in our household since I last posted? MY SISTER HAS CHOSEN HER UNIVERSITY AND COURSE!!! WOOT!!!! *THROWS CONFETTI*
You have to understand, for the past eighteen months to two years, in every conversation this family has had amongst itself, with friends, with random, very confused strangers the phrases 'What/where should Haz do/go to university?' have inevitably cropped up. But the choice has been made! She is going to do Natural Sciences (the English Lit graduate stares blankly) at Queen Mary's in London. *fingers crossed* Waiting to hear back from them now.
This miraculous development came about as a result of a trip to London a couple of weekends ago to a visit day. (The campus has an old Jewish graveyard right in the centre. How cool is that? *envious*)This family will take any excuse to visit London. *grin.* We had a wander down the south bank (AWESOME book market under one of the bridges) had pizza for lunch in a Thames side restaurant, (I had Hoi Son Chicken on mine. It was nice for about the first half but in the end the sweetness was just too strange on a pizza.)We then got half price tickets at Leicester Square to go and see Brief Encounter which was AMAZING. It mixed film and stage and audience and constantly broke the fourth wall. At the beginning of the show the audience become aware of a couple arguing in the front row - it is the main characters, the woman insisting that they can't carry on like this. She then steps through a screen, rejoining her husband in a black and white film.
On Sunday we did more walking - and had lunch in the Blackfriars which is the most amazing faux-medieval pub with incredibly detailed pannelling and images of the Black Friars themselves. We ate in this little alcove at the end of a minature arched hall. Supposedly it is built on the site where Henry VIII signed his divorce papers against Catherine of Aragon.
Weekend after that concluded with the four of us pushing a piano down the road.
We had offered it to a friend who lives a couple of streets away since we don't have space for it anymore - and then faced the challenge of getting it to her. So Dad rigged up this trolley and we got the piano on top of it and we all pushed it down the street, balancing so it didn't fall over. I'm pleased to say that when we stopped outside S's house Dad did play a riff in the middle of the street. *grin*
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lycoris for three days which was awesome - I hadn't seen her in months!
We watched a load of Doctor Who and Thunderbirds and had lots of the very silly conversations you can only have with good friends. It's the first time I've ever seen Thunderbirds (I was a Stingray girl when I was little) and I am, I admit, still lukewarm on the Tracys but OMG Lady Penelope so AWESOME!
Speaking of things I've never seen - we marathoned the entirety of Queer as Folk UK. Which was also awesome. I ate a lot oflycoris's gorgeous cakes, 'helped' them harvest apples from the top of their tree - (it involved constructing a contraption out of a long pole, basket, and duct tape) - and had an absolutly wonderful time.
Then, last friday, after getting back, I went to see Baroness Warsi give a talk at a local college. She's the Shadow Minister for Community Cohesion, the youngest member of the House of Lords, and the one who went out to bring back the teacher from the teddy bear called Muhammed crisis. And she was awesome and loveley and very, very interesting. Even if she is a Conservative. *grin*
And that would be everything except that this evening as Tess (the dog) and I were coming back from our walk a cat ran out into the road and was hit by a car. I saw the front tires hit it as it screeched to a halt and it kind of spun around and ran back the way it came. I couldn't find it then - it must have hid in the house's garden. A few years ago my Mum hit a cat which was able to run off, but it was later found in a hole where it had crawled to die. (This story is a source of instant guilt even now.) So I dropped Tess off back home (who was not, I felt, conducive to the cat hunt) and went back. I rang the doorbell but no one answered and, since the garden gate was open, went through to have a look around. This resulted in a woman and me giving each other the fright of our lives when we saw each other through the french windows. I explained what had happened and what I was doing and she was very sympathetic and worried - she thought it might be the cat belonging to the woman opposite which often comes and watches them through the window. So then I had to go back across the road to tell this woman that her cat might have been knocked over by a car. And she was so, so lovely - she kept thanking me for coming to tell her, that it was better to know than to wonder. When I left they were calling for the cat - I've no idea if they've found him or not. I want to go back and find out the end of the story - but then again, I don't.
In happier things - this time tomorrow I might have my hands upon Vagrant Story which will be the first game I have bought for myself in years but cutscenes - andciceqi's fics - have seduced me.
And finally: Dragons. I succumbed.
Okay, most important thing to have happened in our household since I last posted? MY SISTER HAS CHOSEN HER UNIVERSITY AND COURSE!!! WOOT!!!! *THROWS CONFETTI*
You have to understand, for the past eighteen months to two years, in every conversation this family has had amongst itself, with friends, with random, very confused strangers the phrases 'What/where should Haz do/go to university?' have inevitably cropped up. But the choice has been made! She is going to do Natural Sciences (the English Lit graduate stares blankly) at Queen Mary's in London. *fingers crossed* Waiting to hear back from them now.
This miraculous development came about as a result of a trip to London a couple of weekends ago to a visit day. (The campus has an old Jewish graveyard right in the centre. How cool is that? *envious*)This family will take any excuse to visit London. *grin.* We had a wander down the south bank (AWESOME book market under one of the bridges) had pizza for lunch in a Thames side restaurant, (I had Hoi Son Chicken on mine. It was nice for about the first half but in the end the sweetness was just too strange on a pizza.)We then got half price tickets at Leicester Square to go and see Brief Encounter which was AMAZING. It mixed film and stage and audience and constantly broke the fourth wall. At the beginning of the show the audience become aware of a couple arguing in the front row - it is the main characters, the woman insisting that they can't carry on like this. She then steps through a screen, rejoining her husband in a black and white film.
On Sunday we did more walking - and had lunch in the Blackfriars which is the most amazing faux-medieval pub with incredibly detailed pannelling and images of the Black Friars themselves. We ate in this little alcove at the end of a minature arched hall. Supposedly it is built on the site where Henry VIII signed his divorce papers against Catherine of Aragon.
Weekend after that concluded with the four of us pushing a piano down the road.
We had offered it to a friend who lives a couple of streets away since we don't have space for it anymore - and then faced the challenge of getting it to her. So Dad rigged up this trolley and we got the piano on top of it and we all pushed it down the street, balancing so it didn't fall over. I'm pleased to say that when we stopped outside S's house Dad did play a riff in the middle of the street. *grin*
I then went to visit
lycoris for three days which was awesome - I hadn't seen her in months!We watched a load of Doctor Who and Thunderbirds and had lots of the very silly conversations you can only have with good friends. It's the first time I've ever seen Thunderbirds (I was a Stingray girl when I was little) and I am, I admit, still lukewarm on the Tracys but OMG Lady Penelope so AWESOME!
Speaking of things I've never seen - we marathoned the entirety of Queer as Folk UK. Which was also awesome. I ate a lot of
lycoris's gorgeous cakes, 'helped' them harvest apples from the top of their tree - (it involved constructing a contraption out of a long pole, basket, and duct tape) - and had an absolutly wonderful time. Then, last friday, after getting back, I went to see Baroness Warsi give a talk at a local college. She's the Shadow Minister for Community Cohesion, the youngest member of the House of Lords, and the one who went out to bring back the teacher from the teddy bear called Muhammed crisis. And she was awesome and loveley and very, very interesting. Even if she is a Conservative. *grin*
And that would be everything except that this evening as Tess (the dog) and I were coming back from our walk a cat ran out into the road and was hit by a car. I saw the front tires hit it as it screeched to a halt and it kind of spun around and ran back the way it came. I couldn't find it then - it must have hid in the house's garden. A few years ago my Mum hit a cat which was able to run off, but it was later found in a hole where it had crawled to die. (This story is a source of instant guilt even now.) So I dropped Tess off back home (who was not, I felt, conducive to the cat hunt) and went back. I rang the doorbell but no one answered and, since the garden gate was open, went through to have a look around. This resulted in a woman and me giving each other the fright of our lives when we saw each other through the french windows. I explained what had happened and what I was doing and she was very sympathetic and worried - she thought it might be the cat belonging to the woman opposite which often comes and watches them through the window. So then I had to go back across the road to tell this woman that her cat might have been knocked over by a car. And she was so, so lovely - she kept thanking me for coming to tell her, that it was better to know than to wonder. When I left they were calling for the cat - I've no idea if they've found him or not. I want to go back and find out the end of the story - but then again, I don't.
In happier things - this time tomorrow I might have my hands upon Vagrant Story which will be the first game I have bought for myself in years but cutscenes - and
ciceqi's fics - have seduced me. And finally: Dragons. I succumbed.
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Oh my God, you poor thing. (about the cat) That must have been horrible to see, well done you for investigating and doing your best to help. I'm glad that everyone was nice and fingers crossed that it was okay - it might well have been.
And the Tracy brothers love you. ;) John Tracy especially - he wants you to live with him! :D Seriously though, I'm really glad you had a nice time. And I have realised a new OTP thanks to the watching of Queer as Folk - Stuart Allan Jones/Raito Yagami. YOU KNOW IT MAKES SENSE. They would have the most manipulative fucked-up sex EVER! :D
And hurrah for Haz! :D
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I know. :( I want to find out what happened but, well, feel a bit awkward knocking on their door. What if there wasn't a happy ending?
But-but I don't like astrology THAT much! Or fighting of alien invaders.
That-that is creepy wrong? But now have image of Vince in the background gently taking Matsuda in hand...
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Yeah, I understand that. I wouldn't want to knock on the door either. Maybe you could just walk down the road at some point and look ...
*grins* Oh well. John will survive without you!
*grins* It's not creepy wrong, it's PERFECTION. And Vince and Matsuda would totally get on just fine, it would be lovely. :) Not sure who Nathan would befriend though ...
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Brief Encounter sounds so cool.
Lady Penelope is totally made of win ;)
And I hope they find the cat :S
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It really really is! One I would recommend if you ever get hold of cheap tickets. Front of house is all done up like an old fashioned cinema and the actors are the ushers (although you don't realise they are the actors at first) and the suddenly start playing musical instruments in the middle of the audience pre-show.
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Wow, that's SO cool. I will definitely remember that!