magictreehouse | 'Monday's no fun, Tuesday's the same....' (Reply)

At around 4 o’clock on Friday I had a sudden panic that I wouldn’t be able to get home from work due to the flooding scenario. I checked the websites and most lines out of Leeds were flooded so off I trotted to the station to try and get home. I got there to be told that Skipton-bound people should head to Bradford and get a train from there so that’s what I aimed to do. Trouble was that all the Bradford-bound trains from Leeds were two coaches so the first one I tried to get on was packed so tightly that they wouldn’t let anyone else on. So I had to run to the next one and wedge myself into the crowd. Great. Some semi-amusement was provided for the brief trip in the form of a woman scorned who was shouting at her cheating boyfriend over her mobile threatening him with such classic lines as, ‘I’m going to fuck your mother’. Note that this is only labelled semi-amusement because it was funny to begin with but the second time she rang him the carriage literally groaned.

I got to Bradford Interchange then had to walk to Bradford Forster Square in the rain and then hang around for a Skipton train. Considering I’ve only been to Bradford once before I thought I did quite well getting to the station. Weirdly, when I did get a train home it was quite empty. It took me two hours to get home in total!

The weekend consisted of the following:

On Saturday I had a hair cut and got my new contact lenses. Thrilling stuff folks.
We watched stuff like ‘Hustle’ and ‘Boston Legal’ (the first one anyway – very good although I keep thinking that everything William Shatner says I’ve heard on his album!). Oh, and Ellen’s stand-up. She’s a funny lady. I especially liked her doing her coming-out story through the medium of interpretive dance! It weird to think of the ho-hah behind it actually, especially since there are so many gays in our entertainment industry. Weird.
I made a chocolate blancmange. Yum yum.

On Sunday me and James went to his old house. Neither his Dad nor sister were in it was just his Mum. It’s funny. We were in James’ old room at one point and it still smells the same. It made me quite nostalgic. I especially miss looking at the cows from his bedroom window J It reminds me of the summer. James’ Mum made us lunch consisting of salmon. Yum yum. We also picked some elderflower in preparation for wine making although whether we actually do it or not remains to be seen. We don’t have enough bottles or time to do it or anything big enough to do it in. However, we have the flowers in case we get the urge. I do want to do it one day!

Sunday also featured the dress rehearsal for the play. Things have gone great for sound and lighting. I am a little worried though because the programme we’re using at the moment is a trial version and an annoying little window pops up telling you this every so often so I have to pray that it doesn’t pop up during a sound effect and it *will* do, you just know it will. For some reason I’m really nervous about this one even though things have gone better this time around.

I mostly spent the rest of the time playing Tomb Raider 2. See Lara jump! Run Lara Run! Etc.

I forgot to mention that I’ve whizzed through Kate Atkinson’s ‘Behind the Scenes at the Museum’ which I really enjoyed. It’s such a well developed character piece. I like that about her books though, her characters always seem to be very grounded in reality and fully encompass the human details of everyday life without them ever seeming boring. I love the pinches of human littered through the book too. I’m reading ‘Not The End Of The World’ now, also by her which is all short stories. There’s a Buffy reference so I’m pleased. It’s been far too long since I watched Buffy.

I've just rediscovered The Wannadies. Mmm. And I've just realised that it's five years since they last released new material! Par even wrote a song for the new Sophie Ellis-Bextor album but it didn't make it onto the CD damn it. Get to it guys!

No news on my MSc application either. Grrr.