Monday, 11 October 2004

Your wish is my command....

......so here are the first of the meme pictures!

Shoes was hard a hard one........I normally wear boots. I have size 2 feet and girly shoes just don't exist in that size but those in the pic are my favorite.... Timberland, children's :o)

The pic of PG watching TV and me at my pc will have to wait until tomorrow, PG is on a night shift so for now it's impossible!

The rest need no further explanation:


My blogging spot


Sofa....with cat in situ


Meagre post holiday rations


Under the bed :o/


Fave shoes

Sunday, 10 October 2004

Photo meme

Demob happy Teacher did this just before I went on holiday, seems like it might be amusing so I thieved the idea and here goes.

I started trying to track down the origins of this idea but then I realized that my sweater was completely unraveled. Still, a bunch of bloggers with cameras are having fun with it so here goes: Ask your readers to think of three photos they'd like to see posted to your blog. (Things around your house or whatever.) When you have enough requests, post them! Have fun! – Biz [10/1/2004 11:23:20 AM]


So if there are any requests that won't attract the attention of the blog police I will endeavor to oblige!

Six days or six hours?

Why do holidays just go so fast?, no 'age' comments please!

It feels like I was packing bags and driving South with anticipation about 6 hours ago not 6 days! I hate that, each time I visit my parents I tell myself that somehow I will take better notice of every moment, savor every minute of every day I am there and that it will in some magical way make it last longer....... that I will come home feeling I have been away much longer, despite my efforts I always feel I am back almost before I left.

We arrived early evening of Monday and spent the evening 'catching up'. On Tuesday all four of us spent the day in the pursuit of retail therapy and remarkably spent relatively little, relative to what?, I think PG would ask but you know what I mean!

Wednesday we hit town. The purpose was a personalised tour of some of the 'high spots', PG despite having worked in London for 2 years when he was younger spent most of it inebriated with friends, as one does at 20ish and saw little of the city itself. This is his second 'home grown' tour and by now most of the main places of interest have been on one itinerary or another.

We made it into town by 10, just late enough to avoid the worst of the rush hour and alighted at Marylebone at our 'starting point'

From there we got a bus (yes a big red one) to Marble arch (the place PG and I first set eyes on each other 3 years ago) and walked down Oxford Street past Selfridges to New Bond Street. I remembered Bond street as being full of designer clothes stores but it seems to have changed a little. The majority is now incredible jewelry shops, Graff, Tiffany, Asprey etc etc. Graff seemed to be a sticking point for me, how exactly does anyone afford a flawless 23.4 carat diamond I wonder? I have a definite passion for diamonds and this one was something else, I virtually had to be dragged kicking and screaming from the window!

On then down to Piccadilly, through Burlington Arcade, past the Ritz and through Green Park, past the new memorial to the Canadian troops that fell in the war to Buckingham Palace. There is a whole city here and what did PG find fascinating??......the squirrels in the park! ...and yes, to you who it concerns, I remembered to post the postcards!

Having meandered among the crowds and armed cops (they where un armed last time I was there)at the palace for a while we walked down The Mall and to St James' Palace and then to Trafalgar Square where we ate lunch with two ladies from Kansas who were on holiday and then on to the National Gallery. Sorry but I just can't go past without going in! To see for real Monet's 'Waterlillies', 'The Gare St Lazare', Van Gochs 'Chair' and 'Sunflowers' and Seurats 'Bathers' etc, never ceases to leave me in wonder. Yeah, I know they are perhaps much publicised works we all know well but to see the real thing, the one those guys actually painted is just amazing!

On then down Whitehall past Downing Street to Parliament Square and to The Houses of Parliament, Big Ben (webcam) and the Millennium wheel. Added interest here, a 'big wig' of some description was leaving the Foreign Office with the full protection furore, cops carrying sidearms stopping traffic and the motorcade of perhaps 10 vehicles enjoying a hasty and clear path thought the traffic, heavily escorted. For me armed cops are still quite a rare sight although sadly more common by the day it seems. I have to admit though to finding a guy armed and in uniform rather 'interesting'!

By now, sore feet prevailing we climbed onto a bus again and made for Knightsbridge and Harrods, circumnavigated that which is Al-Fayeds emporium, purchased a few items, drank coffee in Starbucks ....hell, Starbucks in Harrods, what is the world coming too..... and then another bus to Baker Street and among rush hour had the pleasure of standing on the tube all the way home! There are aspects of working in London I most definitely do not miss and that is one of them!

We ate dinner, gossiped more and fell into bed, a good day was had but our feet perhaps would tell another tale.

Pictures as promised, if I missed anything sorry but another day.....these took two hours to upload,grrrr. Get your scrolling finger ready.........

(again, click for big.)


Oxford Street


Bond Street


Burlington Arcade


Tiffany & Co.


Buckingham Palace


PG & Me, Buckingham Palace


Irony, Buckingham Palace


National gallery


St. Martins.


Cop


Stop the traffic


Downing Street


Downing street


Tis me! Trafalgar Square


Harrods


Big ben and The Houses of Parliament

Saturday, 9 October 2004

Back in Scotland

(as ever, click for the big one.)


Trafalgar Square with Big Ben


millennium Wheel 06.10.04


Horse Guard

We crawled wearily through our front door at somewhere in the region of 1.00 am this morning to be greeted by a freezing cold flat and two huffed cats after a 9 hour drive, courtesy of the M1 being 'closed for works' for a significant distance and a diversion, seemingly involving a tour of Yorkshire in it's entirety, having been cleverly put in place doubtless by some bureaucrat sat in a warm office at a reasonable hour.

Coming home is a strange mix of emotions, part of me looks forward to getting back to my own 'patch', seeing the cat's and having my own space whilst the other part of me is always very sad to leave my parents behind again, particularly on occasions like this one when I don't know when I will next see them but I do know it will not now be until next year.

So a good time was had, time spent with my parents, my sister and nieces and we managed to make it to my brothers home for an evening too. We ate copious amounts of good food, my parents are heavily 'into' fine cuisine, so much so that a trip to a good restaurant is generally a disappointment by comparison, we talked until we were hoarse, we did London, walked in the countryside collecting conkers and partook of some retail therapy courtesy of Mr Al-Fayed (no comment) etc.

I have posted a few pictures to be 'going on with' but I have over 300 to sort through and there is a mountain of post holiday washing to attend too before I can fiddle here endlessly without guilt. Please bear in mind the pictures are purely a photographic record of my trip, it was never my intention to knock David Bailey from his position so forgive me for having Big Ben at a strange angle or other similar errors! Hell....I'm a woman, I can't eat, talk, stare in wonder at sights before me and take a technically correct photograph! :o)

I'll be back with more later once I have dug myself free of the pile of laundry!

Thursday, 7 October 2004

Just popping in

I have managed to sneak online at last for a few minutes, somehow on holiday there just doesn't seem to be the time and now I have finally made it I'm too tired to blog anything of any real interest, so I will ramble incoherrently for a few minutes to salve the blog withdrawals and then get the hell out of your hair!

The day has been spent wandering the streets of London and a great day was had by all, I think barely a tourist attraction has been missed and my feet know it! We normally don't 'do' the tourist things much but today decided it might be fun to have a look and hence we pottered from one thing to another giving many a brief once over and then moving onto the next.

Unfortunately today alone I took over 150 photographs so be prepared to be terminally bored once we return home, you are spared for now, I can't post pictures from this computer but the reprieve will not last for long!

Tomorrow in theory it's Kew Gardens for the day but there is a distinct possibility we won't make it, choosing instead to collapse on the sofa and gossip, in the evening we are off to visit my brother who we haven't seen for an absolute age.

I notice I have only been gone for two days and changes are afoot, one of my original 'blog friends', Demob happy teacher has upped sticks and moved .....good luck in your 'new home' Jenny.

That's me done for today, I need to sleep and prepare myself for the possibility of another entire day on my feet.....I love Kew, I have to make the effort and get up early! :o)

Again no spell check so I ask forgivness for gross errors in advance!

Tuesday, 5 October 2004

We made it

Well, at last we are here at my parents. It's kind of strangely unnerving posting from someone else's computer, like driving a different car, everything is in the same place but somehow just doesn't feel quite the same! Blogger seemed not to want to let me log in first second of even tenth attempt but eventually it gave up the fight in the certain knowledge that I was going to win, and here I am.

The journey was somewhat less than fun, eight hours of mostly torrential rain and strong winds but eventually somewhere South of Leicester the sun came out and things improved. I had one of those nights last night where the moment my head hit the pillow it became filled with thoughts of things remaining to be done before our departure etc. and consequently I was still looking at the clock, in sleep deprived frustration, at 3 am. As a result PG, always a trooper in these situations, did the majority of the driving while I read and slept!

Strangely and conversely the first thing I noticed on hitting the South is that autumn is a week or two further advanced. In Scotland we still have all the leaves on the trees, here the ground is carpeted in fallen golden leaves already and unusually it is markedly colder than it is in Scotland.

We have been suitably 'fed and watered', gossiped, consumed copious amounts of wine and good coffee and now PG has fallen asleep on the sofa behind me and my parents have given up for the day.

Tomorrow has already been designated for some serious retail therapy :o) and Wednesday for something a little more cultural, the specifics of which are yet to be decided.

Ok...I'm done for now, I have to sleep, well perhaps a little tour of the blogosphere first and then I'm done. Oh, and my apologies for any errors, the pop up blocker on this pc seems a little over zealous and not keen to be disabled, consequently I can't spell check!

Dale: the badgers were somewhat reticent this evening, in fact less than reticent, completely absent, maybe tomorrow ......I'll keep trying :o)

Sunday, 3 October 2004

I'm outta here

Well that's it, I'm done. The packing is complete and only remains to be put in the car. Laptop,check camera,check, multitude of leads, check, chargers, memory cards and memory sticks, check.... oh and the odd change of clothes.

All that remains now between us and London is to take two rather disgruntled looking cats to the 'cat hotel', struggle to eject them from their baskets and bid them a temporary farewell. Lock up the flat and hit the road for 6-8 hours of A1, M1 hell and we will have made it.

I'm outta here for now, I'll do my best to pop in a few times in the week but you know how it is...no promises.

Catch you all soon.

tara for now........

Saturday, 2 October 2004

Amazing technology

I'm sure it's not 'cool' to still be amazed at times by technology but I have to admit in that case, to being uncool.

Despite spending a large proportion of my life these days sat at, or fiddling with,a computer and having an avid interest in things generally referred to as 'boys toys', technology still fascinates me and I still find it hard to believe at times.

So what has prompted this current bout of amazement?

A while back and for no other reason than it was there, I set up mobile messaging on MSN messenger, I was never entirely sure if it would function but I did it and forgot about it. Once or twice over the subsequent months I received a message on my phone via this system but that was it.

Today, sitting in the canteen at work attempting to poke as much chocolate into my face as I could in the reminder of my lunch time my phone 'beeped'. Tsk I thought, this will be PG reminding me I need to fetch some beers home with me or some other domestic requirement he considered I needed reminding of!

No...........I was wrong, the message was my very first transatlantic text, courtesy of a blog friend........... amazing, truly amazing. We text back and forth intermittently through out the day, it worked, it really worked and I might add the messages got through quicker than many do at times, to someone just around the corner!

This seems like a fun new game....our only slight concern, or mine at least, is that both MSN and Cellnet seen to be rather reticent on charging information where this technological wizardry is concerned. I must investigate further!

So, if you happen hear simultaneous screaming from both sides of the pond later this month..... you will know we both got our bills!!!

Friday, 1 October 2004

Off to London again

I'm almost there, the countdown to my next visit South to see my parents began again in earnest a month ago, as is my habit and I'm almost at the starting line at last!

I have Saturday and Sunday at work and then it's off 'darn sarf' until Friday for PG and myself.........I'm like a kid, I can't wait.

As always it seems an age since I last saw my mum and dad, I'm used to living away, I have done so most of my adult life, though previously not as far and consequently visits were more frequent than is the case now.

The up side of course is that the promise of five whole days of gossip,the company of my parents, home cooking and entertainment 'London style' is extra special........ohhhh let it be Monday!

So, as mentioned before (in a post I now can't find), online time is scarce on these merry jaunts and as ever internet withdrawal symptoms are a distinct threat! Normal service will continue until Monday and then some disruption will likely occur. I'll do my best to post here and there but don't count on my normal level of verbosity! I hope of course to return armed with various new pictures to bore you rigid with. They will at least make a change from the same old Scottish skyline I have subjected you too obsessively of late! :o)

I'm off now to pack though the list is short...........do I need anything other than my laptop I wonder?...........

Morning moon and mist

So the year has marched on into October and in Scotland at least the change in the calendar has coincided with a perceptible change in the season. A damp night last night, temperatures plummeted to 4 degrees by this morning and an attendant mist rose from the ground. Beautiful but cold...welcome to autumn.

The obsession continues......


Morning moon and mist


Misty line


Low lying

Thursday, 30 September 2004

Stormy Scottish sky

The skies here at dusk are becoming an obsession it seems!


Stormy skies


Stormy skies

Rules to give to your Boss!

Ohhhh...... Don't you just love a touch of vitriol!

Thanks to Magz for this:

1. Never give me work in the morning. Always wait until 4:00 and then
bring it to me. The challenge of a deadline is refreshing.

2. If it's really a rush job, run in and interrupt me every 10 minutes
to inquire how it's going. That helps. Even better, hover behind me,
and advise me at every keystroke.

3. Always leave without telling anyone where you're going. It gives me
a chance to be creative when someone asks where you are.

4. If my arms are full of papers, boxes, books, or supplies, don't
open the door for me. I need to learn how to function as a paraplegic
and opening doors with no arms is good training in case I should ever
be injured and lose all use of my limbs.

5. If you give me more than one job to do, don't tell me which is
priority. I am psychic.

6. Do your best to keep me late. I adore this office and really have
nowhere to go or anything to do. I have no life beyond work.

7. If a job I do pleases you, keep it a secret. If that gets out, it
could mean a promotion.

8. If you don't like my work, tell everyone. I like my name to be
popular in conversations. I was born to be whipped.

9. If you have special instructions for a job, don't write them down.
In fact, save them until the job is almost done. No use confusing me
with useful information.

10. Never introduce me to the people you're with. I have no right to
know anything. In the corporate food chain, I am plankton. When you
refer to them later, my shrewd deductions will identify them.

11. Be nice to me only when the job I'm doing for you could really
change your life and send you straight to manager's hell

Will we never learn?


Party, party, party!

"One in five men in their early 20s in England has the sexually transmitted infection chlamydia, figures suggest".


This is the lead paragraph in a news item this morning concerning the steeply rising incidence of STD's among the British youth and it makes worrying reading.

Perhaps I am missing something about the dynamics of today's youth culture but I don't think so. I find it horrifying that in an era where so much information is apparently available, people are still falling victim in such numbers to diseases and infections such as this.

There have always been 'dangers' attached to sexual activity but it seems that each new generation finds it's own way of ignoring those dangers and putting themselves at risk. In the days when pregnancy was the greatest fear and information was scarce it was forgivable that individuals made mistakes and misjudgments, but today that should not be the case and the risks involved are so much greater. To fall pregnant out of wedlock may well have been shameful in the past but it wasn't, in most cases, life threatening and if chlamydia doesn't scare the life out of young people then HIV should, but it doesn't appear to!

We read time and time again of the suggested reasons why a whole generation is behaving in this way but I see an anomaly here. On one hand there is the reasoning that youth culture has changed, teenagers, men and women alike are under more pressures in their day to day lives to achieve and hence 'party' harder, binge drinking leaves those who partake unable to make good decisions and a more liberal (if any) moral attitude prevails.

Forgive me for looking at these reasons finding them wanting somewhat. I was a teenager in the 70's, if anything, as one of the first generations to grow up 'post sexual revolution' and with the pill readily available should we not have been the ones to be at greatest risk? Our formal sex education was almost non existent and where it did exist it concentrated on frogs not people, we drank to excess and made some poor decisions and we suffered pressures. We were after all the first generation to grow up feeling we had to 'have it all', there was youth culture, drugs and sex and yet whilst we didn't have the fear of HIV we still had fears. Pregnancy out of wedlock was still considered unacceptable, though less so than in previous generations and sure, some did fall pregnant, some did contract unwanted infections but today with all the help that should be available the numbers are far higher!

I for one do not advocate moralistic preachings, I do not want to curtail the activities and fun of teenagers, how many of us look back on our 'wild days' with affection and still with a frisson of excitement? Liberation, sexual and otherwise should be a plus and a life enhancement but with it comes responsibility and thereby hangs the problem perhaps.

Do we really teach our burgeoning generations responsibility suitably?

Teenage media shouts, nay screams, sexuality at children barely out of kindergarten, advertising promotes sexuality at a ridiculously young age, clothing stores for the age group have on offer items well suited to the inhabitants of a bordello and what counters it? Very little it would seem. Many many parents struggle against all this and the peer pressure it creates but many don't and formal sex education still seems sadly lacking. I fail to see the use of educating an already sexually active teenager of 15 on the biological facts alone.

Some parents, some authorities, may not like it, may not accept it but the fact is that teenagers will have sex despite protestations. They may not be emotionally mature enough to handle the fall out and they seem to not have the skills in place to avoid the dangers but that won't stop them, it's gonna happen like it or not.

Is it not therefore time that we took responsibility for our youth, gave them the skills and stopped the stupidity. Education has to be the key and it seems to have improved little in realistic terms. Yes adolescents will always have an uncanny ability to feel 'it won't happen to me' and to believe they are immortal and some just won't ever give a damn but if we as adults don't take proper responsibility how can we expect this generation or those that follow to take responsibility for their actions and decisions?

It seems that the biggest difference between my teenage years and those of today is the responsibility we felt. We were not all perfect by any means but we did grow up in the main perhaps feeling a little more responsible for our actions than today's young people, or perhaps we were still just more scared of the consequences. Decent education on life skills would have helped enormously and in 30 years not much seems to have changed. We still pussy foot around the subject and fight those who think they have the moral high ground!

Is it not possible to teach sex education realistically or will we never learn? As an adult I would like to be able to instill in children that sex is not just about gratification and 'a quick shag' with whom ever you happen to leave a club with at 2am, pissed, but the fact remains that is how it is in many instances and it has been for years, it just wasn't so readily publicised in previous generations. Somehow the moral do-gooders need to be by passed and honest, upfront information needs to be given at the right time. What is the use of teaching a 15 year old the intricacies of a frogs reproductive system when what he or she really needs to know is how to extricate a condom from it's impossible package and successfully persuade it to adorn the appropriate area, whilst still in one operational piece!!

The world is not perfect, people will not always have 'Mills and Boon', respectful, loving relationships however much some might want them to...... wild, silly one off encounters will always happen and
I wouldn't want that to be taken from life's experience or from the fun of growing up, but let's at least give each new generation the tools to do it with some degree of responsibility. Afterall, there is no fun whatsoever or moral gain, in finding at 25 you are suffering PID or are infertile...... and even less fun in the news that you are HIV positive!

Wednesday, 29 September 2004

Gone, leaving barely a trace?

Can anyone out there in the blogosphere enlighten me please as to the apparent disappearance of Tom Reynolds and his much hailed, and Guardian reviewed blog, 'Random Acts of Reality'?

A long time favorite of mine, it has recently just gone without warning, leaving barely a trace, save for a blank black page!

Try the link, does it work for you?

Any redirections or information gratefully received.