Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Fireworks and snow

Welcome to winter. It doesn't feel that long since the last winter...

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Oh God

My Afrikaans neighbours are playing De La Rey, loudly. Why must people cater to their demographic? Why?

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Flashback

Courtesy of yearbookyourself.com I present you with the Liz through the ages.

First, there was the fifties.



Then, there was the sixties.



Then there was the mid-sixties.



And then, there was the seventies.



What can I say, I'm a reincarnated geek.

Friday, October 17, 2008

Catarrh

Noun: 1 inflammation of the mucous membrane of the nose, air passages, etc 2 a watery discharge in the nose or throat due to this [French catarrhe via Late Latin catarrhus from Greek katarrhousin from katarrhe 'flow down'.

Happy Anniversary!

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Love, again

"I have come back to the same question: how is it I lived comfortably for years and years and then suddenly am made ill with longing - for what? By deprivation - of what? Who is it that lies awake in the dark body and heart and mind, sick with yearning for warmth, a kiss, comfort?" Love, again by Doris Lessing

Thursday, October 09, 2008

Tea time

I was surprised how much I loved Glasgow. Everything I've read about it indicated greyness, metal, overworked underpaid people, and general misery. But I like it. It's a pleasing mass of old sandstone buildings, peculiar tenement blocks, the People's Palace and, of course, the Willow Tea Room. Here we have the before:


Here we have the after:

Tuesday, October 07, 2008

Satisfaction


I first visited the tiny town The Mother is from in 1987. Ok, strictly speaking, I visited it in 1981 too, but I was only about three months old so it doesn't count.
Anyway, I've been wanting to climb to the top of Dun Na Cuaiche, to see the little watchtower, since then. And I finally did it. It was entirely worth it, as you can see by the view from the top.