This blog is not so much a diary, as a collection of the day to day stream of consciousness that affects our lives. Things posted here are not necessarily set in stone. They are reflections of how I'm feeling at the time of writing, and are subject to change, as feelings and opinions do. It is not intended to be either definitive or literary. Indeed it is not even pretending to be entertaining, but if you do choose to read it, then wysiwyg. ;o)
Sunday, 13 November 2011
A Good Combination
I have been without reliable internet for a while. My router died a slow, agonizing death. It would cough through a few Mb of data, then gasp a rattling breath when I asked it to do something complicated... like show me my e-mails. Finally, we had to have it put down humanely. We are pleased to announce our new arrival. A smart, white wireless contraption that works more often than the last one did. It still isn't perfect.. I assume this is because we live in the countryside and therefore get a sub-standard Broadband connection. After all, only city businesses really need decent connectivity, don't they? Can you hear the sarcasm in my typing? Sigh. Changing the world, one byte at a time. Last weekend my hill-walking friend John got married to the lovely Lisa. I'm sure John would appreciate the fact that I climbed the Malverns in the morning, raced home, got changed in ten minutes flat and still made it to the right church before the bride. There was a good turn out from the Bewdley Mountaineering Club. Most of them scrub up well. I haven't seen any of the men in a suit before, or the ladies in dresses, for that matter. Usually they are all covered in mud or swigging from a wine bottle, or both. And that's just the ladies.
Anyway, I digress. The blushing bride in a flowing white dress was walked up the aisle to a famous tune by Worzel's. The words echoed romantically (and they are romantic, if you think about it) around St Barnabas' Church: "I've got a brand new combine harvester, and I'll give you the key. Let's get together, in perfect harmon-y." I'm guessing it was a first for most people. I loved it. The service was pleasant, with lots of good sing-along hymns. Next stop was the reception over the road. I got to catch up with people, chatting away to everyone. There was a pig-roast outside and fireworks scheduled for the evening. I stayed as long as I could, but I still missed the speeches and cutting the cake and display of fireworks, which was a shame. I just have too much of a hectic life.
Mum to 2 sets of twins; Scientist; teacher; hill-walker; would-be writer.
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