Hello! Yes, still alive and all that – it’s just that I wasn’t able to post any blog entries because I… Uh… Fell off a thing and broke both my arms and- Oh, curses, you’ve seen through my cunning excuses. No, just not got around to it as usual.
So, what’s happened since… Um… Ah yes, a quick peek at my own journal reveals that I went to Paris – ooh, that sounded like it was fun, I bet I had a fab time. Well, since Paris, I’ve done lots of the usual sorts of things one does when one is doing the usual sorts of things.
I’ve also been to visit my friend Jenny, which was great – I really need to make more of an effort to go and visit my friends more often. Sorry, my friends! It was during the Easter holidays, but Easter occurring freakishly early this year, the weather was a bit of a mixed bag. Still, we managed to have some lovely strolls in the surrounding area, and an excellent meal out at a lovely pub which had a beautiful view for all of about ten minutes before the sun finished the serious business of going down [1]. If you’re interested, you can take a look at the photos. Er, not of the pub, but other things. Hm. That was a terrible link – good job I’m not a radio DJ. Or a web page.
I was also quite chuffed that I’d recognised that the ceiling of the ballroom at Kedleston Hall was essentially a copy of that of the Pantheon in Rome [2]. Well, I was quite chuffed for around thirty seconds, until Jenny’s mum told me that I was the second person to have told her that on the same day, the first being a nine-year-old girl. So, I’ve got the same level of knowledge as a nine-year-old. Hm. OK, she sounds like a smart nine-year-old – yeah, I’m happy with that.
So, a month after being caught in a freak snow shower in Bakewell [3], we’re only just heading into what feels like Spring! I went for a stroll in the fields on Saturday and pleasant as it was, strolling between blossom-laden boughs and failing miserably to get a decent macro-zoom shot of any butterflies, my overriding thought was “at blooming [4] last!”. Still, better late than never, I suppose. Mustn’t complain too much or it’ll probably start raining again. I tell you, if we get any more complaints about shortages from the water authorities this year, I’m going to go and… Oh, I don’t know, throw a bucket of water over them, or something. Yeah. That’ll show them. Yeah. Hmph.
Right, I’d better shut up now, because I’m really terribly boring. I’ll try and write entries a bit more frequently from now on, just to reduce the risk I’ll have anything remotely interesting to say.
Enjoy the Spring!
| [1] | Well, I assume it’s pretty serious – it took around half a day to get around to it. |
| [2] | I’m glad I didn’t choose that moment to verbally confuse it with the Parthanon – I suspect that might have spoiled my credibility slightly. |
| [3] | And being forced to dash into a nearby tea shop to take cover – oh, the sacrifice! |
| [4] | D’you see what I did there? |