August 2004

Well I’ve tightened up the opening five pages to Flyht and its now within spittings distance of making the 1000 word deadline (hopefully, as long as it *feels* the right length, the competition organisers won’t be too fussy?!). I must…

Taking an end of summer break from Oxford living at my parent’s house in the New Forest, I’ve finally got back to real, writerly work. I’ve reviewed the opening pages of both Flyht and Blood & Fire and have now…

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Jo has kindly fixed my archives page, so now, dear reader, you can peruse the full, and rapidly extensive, back catalogue of my journal. It’s a good job that I have an idea for a userpic by return, after all…

…whenever I receive something in the mail from Megan or Heather, the gifts are always packaged up so beautifully and intricately. Waiting for me at home today, was my Pi bracelet! Yes! I’m now wearing Pi to x-number of multi-coloured…

Sent out a global email round the office this afternoon, to gauge potential interest for a London theatre trip to see Philip Pullman’s His Dark Materials at the National Theatre. Within about ten minutes, about twenty or so people had…

( haymaking in hungary ) Lard Roast and Paper Making Day 5. 22 July 2004 Thursday. Six o’clock, and I’m staggering bleary-eyed from my bed, to meet out in the yard as the tractor is loaded, and rubbing on suntan…

err… due to unforgiveable bad planning, card’s (only just) in the post. Hoping that you can forgive the disorganisation – and that despite this you have the greatest of great days!!!

I went for another bike ride this morning – on a journey to no where. Having *found* my bicycle once again, I was keen to go somewhere, so I biked around the cycle ways of Bicester. I must get the…

( haymaking in hungary ) A Journey North: The Holiday Begins Day 4. 21 July 2004 Wednesday. Morning comes again, and so does breakfast in the vaulted, basement of the Marco Polo Club. After Zoë’s description of last night we…

Having got back on the road on two wheels – and boy does it feel good – I want more. If I want to attempt the unthinkable and bike to Oxford, is there a cycle route that doesn’t take me…

Have finally got round to ditching the defunct pair of computer speakers and old breadmaker in the local tip, and have just given my garden shed a bit of a sort out, so that I actually canwalk into it and…

Comfort foods are normally reserved for those that you eat in the long winter nights. Not so, this recipe from my Hungarian holiday.

( haymaking in hungary ) Waiting for Zoë Day 3. 20 July 2004 Tuesday. I wake to the sounds of: a) a dustcard collecting it’s rounds, b) roadworks, or c) the house next door being demolished. I think it is…

Mystic Pizza Have now retrieved my slide/negative scanner from elsewhere in the family and so can at last recreate the *mystic pizza/ghosts in the meal* and *window* sequences from c. 1994 (the original prints sadly lost in the fire of…

( haymaking in hungary ) Alistair Cooke’s Letter from Budapest Day 2. 19 July 2004 Monday. I sleep well, although daylight does come early through the big double windows. Even in the early hours of morning, after a refreshing shower…

The price of fame it seems is to not be able to access your own website at your place of work. I got in this morning, and fired up my computer, started Outlook and opened Internet Explorer… Hrmm, funny, my…

…and many happy returns to you, nevers! Sorry there’s no card waiting for you on the doormat when you get home, but I promise I will endeavour to send you some kind birthday type gift! ^__^