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At the weekend I did end up going to Colchester, despite inviting myself and it being on a Friday rather than a Saturday. As I’m in full training for another driving test, the conversation on the way down involved mostly talking about driving and roads – especially the scary Girton Interchange.

The party itself was fun. It was good to see some of the people I’d met before the last time I was invited down there, and also good to drink vast quantities of wine. Of course this led to a Saturday where I didn’t rise until three in the afternoon – only because a friend’s text message vibrated my trousers until I couldn’t ignore it any longer. Due to fragility we didn’t leave Colchester until seven pm and the rest of the weekend was a complete writeoff.

Plans to go to the pub on Sunday were curtailed somewhat due to a certain excessiveness. I’m just glad that was the only reason for Panda’s flushed face and odd behaviour.

Cantab Redux

Some photos from the Cambridge MonkeyFilter meetup.

It wasn’t as strange as I would have thought and we did get some nice insights into Corpus Christi college. I’ve been here three and a half years and I’d never been in there before. For shame.

You talkin’ to me?

While it might have sounded a fun idea after a few pints, driving to Colchester and back is a terrifying thought.

Not least because the co-pilot would most likely end up killing me.

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Only 80 cups a day more

According to Death by Caffeine, it would take 83.98 cups of brewed coffee to kill me. I think my little stomach would explode before the caffiene did anything.

No vroom today. Vroom tomorrow.

Despite trying to keep it secret I couldn’t help myself so I may as well come clean here – I’ve failed yet another driving test. I’m starting to think that it’s a sign that I shouldn’t be allowed behind the wheel of a very large killing machine, but I can’t admit defeat, can I?

On the plus side, I managed to take it in my own car this saving myself £50 for the use of an instructor’s. Yes, driving lessons are that price these days. The next one is booked and thanks to the kindness of Caity and others I should get enough practice in to pass.

If I don’t I’m changing my name to Maureen.

Drink Responsibly

Not quite as successful as Supersize Me, this documentary aims to do for the whiskey industry what Morgan Spurlock did for fast food – sweet bugger all.

Funny, even if the experimenter thinks that Jamesons is an American whiskey.

Be careful

It’s a bit late, but here’s one for Caity.

Maybe she’ll stop complaining about my lack of personal posts.

Another day of Infamy

My first thought today was, “Please God don’t let it be the IRA.” Explosions in London have been a staple of my youth and probably of all those of my generation. Thankfully deaths have been at a minimum and the people of London have been nothing but stoic.

My thoughts are with you who’ve been affected. May your God go with you.