My blog - November 2003
Tour of the Subways
November 27th 2003, 11:49pm
The other day while walking into town I noticed the tiles on the walls of the subways under the ring road, and though they might be useful in some graphic design one day. Today I thought of a use for them, so I went into town with my camera. I took a load of photos at the first subway, and then walked to the next one to see if it had different coloured tiles. It did, so I took some photos there too. I then walked to the next subway, which was different again.
I ended up walking all the way round the ring road, which took about two hours. I came home with very sore feet and over one hundred and twenty photographs - which would have been rather expensive if I wasn't using a digital camera. Admittedly most of the photos are rubbish, but a few were okay, and one in particular was very good - but that's the one I'm going to use in my graphic design, so you only get to see a small version of it here.
You can look at all the photos on the England Photos page.
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The Big Read, and Other Stories
November 22nd 2003, 11:00pm
I'm sure, if you live in the UK, you'll have heard of The Big Read. If you haven't heard of it, it's something the BBC are doing, trying to discover the nation's best loved books. Two hundred books have been voted for around the country, and places from 22 to 200 have already been decided. There's now a series of TV programmes where various celebrities get to tell us all about their favourite book from the top 21, and we get to vote on them. I've found the programmes pretty interesting, although I've only watched a few of them so far.
Out of the 21 books available to choose from, I think my favourites would be, in alphabetical order: Birdsong, Captain Corelli's Mandolin, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, Lord of the Rings and To Kill a Mockingbird. I'm not sure I could choose a top book out of those five.
If I had my way though, the entire Swallows and Amazons series would be in the top 21 as well. As it is, the first book in the series, Swallows and Amazons, is at 57, and the rest of the series don't even appear in the list.
On another note entirely: Hooray! England are rugby world champions! I watched the game this morning and was on the edge of my seat the whole time. I don't think I've watched such a close game.
And changing the subject again... The Karen Vineyard youth club in Kenya are having their weekend away in Naivasha - without me! I wish I could be there as well, but I'm stuck in cold rainy England. Although I do like being here, it would be nice if I could live in both places at once.
Oh, and I think I'll mention my shopping trip today: I noticed yesterday that my jeans are starting to wear out - the hems are splitting and there's a hole worn in the leg. So I went into town to buy a new pair, and discovered that about half the jeans available were 'distressed'. That is, they had split hems, holes, grass and oil stains, faded areas and basically looked just like my old jeans. I thought it was a bit silly. Am I getting old?
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Comment posted by maret at 11:00pm on November 22nd 2003
Yes, great news about England.You saw it on tv, I had to imagine it from only internet scores coming up.They dont watch rugby here.Shame about your trousers, I can send you some old ones if you like?Oh, and my favourite book or atleast one of them is Lord of the Rings.Happy reading.
Comment posted by Andrew at 11:00pm on November 22nd 2003
I agree about Birdsong and The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe. Haven't seen the programme. Is Sunset Song or Lord of the Flies in there? Two of my favourites.
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The Last Ten Days
November 16th 2003, 9:59pm
Has my life really been so boring that I've had nothing to write about for ten days? I've been pretty busy, but I haven't done much worth writing about - just your average day to day life. And I haven't had any opportunities to get good photos, which I think always brighten up an otherwise average blog entry.
About the only thing I could have written about was going to High Wycombe on Wednesday, when the second train on the way there was delayed because of sheep on the line, and the first train back broke down and the second was 27 minutes late because of congestion. But that would only have been interesting if I'd actually got photos of the sheep. And I didn't.
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Comment posted by Shay at 9:59pm on November 16th 2003
Paint them instead then.
Comment posted by Andrew at 9:59pm on November 16th 2003
What could be more interesting than delayed trains?
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I Can Hardly Breathe
November 5th 2003, 9:40am
Last night, as I was walking home from cell group, James (another James, not myself) drove past and asked if I wanted to go to the Tin Angel. Always a fan of metallic heavenly beings, I accepted the offer and was soon walking into a tiny smoke filled bar, silenty filled with people listening to someone reading poetry. As everyone turned to look at the latecomers we froze on the spot, hoping their vision was based on movement. Unfortunately it wasn't, and the poet broke off to explain where he was in his poem. It didn't make any more sense with the explanation, but that's poetry for you.
Once the poem was over we regained our movement and went to the other side of the room where our friends were, laughing at us. Barry was up next and he pulled off a stormer. Then it was back to the ponces again, reading out complete rubbish, although there were a couple of poems I liked. I don't remember them now.
As the evening wore on, extremely slowly, the smoke gradually filled more and more of the room. By the end of the last poem I was lying on the floor choking. Well, I was in my mind. What a relief it was to finally walk out the door and breathe fresh air again.
In memory of the night, I have written two poems. Which have nothing to do with last night at all. Except for being poetry. In the loosest sense of the word.
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Comment posted by Matt at 9:40am on November 5th 2003
I got a bit inspired myself....
My brother James
(that's his name)
went out last night
(yes, that's right)
he went to the Angel
(a tin one, he said)
and had quite a fright
(it was bonfire night
- well, the day before anyway)
when they walked in late
(he was with a mate)
they turned and stared
(who were already there)
and then they proceeded
to choke them (by smoking)
till James (I'm not joking)
got cross and said "Look 'ere you lot, if you don't pack it in now I'll come over there and wrap your puny little 'eads round this 'ere fist!"
And they all went home and lived happily ever after
(except for the smokers who died).
...oh dear, it must be late!!!!
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More Abstract Art?
November 2nd 2003, 12:17am
I've just been out to see a fireworks display in Bedworth, which was very good. Just after I'd left the house I remembered my digital camera has a fireworks display mode, so I went back to get it so I could try out this mode. I'm glad I did, because I was able to get some very nice pictures. You can click on the images to get bigger versions.
I also took a few videos with the camera. You can view one of them here if you have the right kind of programme to view it with. It's 3.6Mb, so I might take a while to load if you don't have a fast connection.
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Comment posted by maret at 12:17am on November 2nd 2003
I enjoyed the fireworks.
Comment posted by andrew at 12:17am on November 2nd 2003
nicely done
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Comment posted by Andrew at 11:49pm on November 27th 2003
You could do a lot on those lines. Turn it into some neo-philosophical, social thing. like, for instance, The subways are beautiful, individual, or at least well put together and different yet they are underground, hidden from the eyes of visitors. poor people are hidden from important people's eyes and yet are all different, all beautiful in the eyes of the lord. You could write a book of similar analogies.
Sorry, i'm just feeling a little deep today.
Comment posted by James Ots at 11:49pm on November 27th 2003
If you post to my blog and you're called Andrew, you should put your surname there too. Or at least some indication of whether you're Scottish Andrew or WEC Camp Andrew. I suppose I could try and work out which one you are from the type of rubbish you're writing, but for all I know, you could actually be some completely random Andrew whom I don't know, who just happens to write rubbish in my blog.
As you'll have noticed, my blog entries all have my surname included, so you know it's me writing the rubbish.
Comment posted by Andrew at 11:49pm on November 27th 2003
och aye, whoose it goin doon there laddie? its a braw bricht nicht here right noo.
Comment posted by Andrew FARADAY at 11:49pm on November 27th 2003
Yes, it was the wec camp andrew. the whole subway thing was my idea
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