Appointment
I had a slightly disappointing email last week. Fortunately I was out all weekend festing in Bristol, so it didn't get me down.
There's no denying it - numbers were low. When I arrived at James' on Friday night there was only two of us! By Saturday, we had a complement of four but we were still more than able to have a great time. We reigned in playing any real-time strategy games and concentrated on the first-person shooters, getting in plenty of Quake, Halo, Quake 3, Unreal Tournament 3 and FEAR.
A Barbeque and carrot cake (that I took Friday off work to bake) rounded off a top weekend. I may have left Simon all on his lonesome, but seeing as he has little interest in PC Games, there would be little point in him coming along!
I've been reading Mill On The Floss and quite enjoying it. Certainly better than Middlemarch and less soppy than Silas Marner. The fortunes of the Maggie and Tom Tulliver have ups as well as downs, which makes it seem a more realistic portrayal of growing up. Though I've still spent a lot of the book going 'Poor old Maggie! Poor old Phillip Wakem! Poor old Mr.Tulliver!' That was probably the desired effect when Mary Ann Evans slapped on a pair of britches and called herself George to write it.
I found a pristine copy of the 60's release of Dune last weekend. It was a book I first read when I was nine, after my parents told me about the sandworms and knife missiles while we were on holiday in Minorca. That was the same holiday where I saw Doctor Who: Robot eps 2-4, years before I saw episode 1. I remember Dune as being hard work, but brilliant. I look forward to reappraising it, twenty years on!
There's no denying it - numbers were low. When I arrived at James' on Friday night there was only two of us! By Saturday, we had a complement of four but we were still more than able to have a great time. We reigned in playing any real-time strategy games and concentrated on the first-person shooters, getting in plenty of Quake, Halo, Quake 3, Unreal Tournament 3 and FEAR.
A Barbeque and carrot cake (that I took Friday off work to bake) rounded off a top weekend. I may have left Simon all on his lonesome, but seeing as he has little interest in PC Games, there would be little point in him coming along!
I've been reading Mill On The Floss and quite enjoying it. Certainly better than Middlemarch and less soppy than Silas Marner. The fortunes of the Maggie and Tom Tulliver have ups as well as downs, which makes it seem a more realistic portrayal of growing up. Though I've still spent a lot of the book going 'Poor old Maggie! Poor old Phillip Wakem! Poor old Mr.Tulliver!' That was probably the desired effect when Mary Ann Evans slapped on a pair of britches and called herself George to write it.
I found a pristine copy of the 60's release of Dune last weekend. It was a book I first read when I was nine, after my parents told me about the sandworms and knife missiles while we were on holiday in Minorca. That was the same holiday where I saw Doctor Who: Robot eps 2-4, years before I saw episode 1. I remember Dune as being hard work, but brilliant. I look forward to reappraising it, twenty years on!