General Blog (with Photos)

Wet monkeys in Gibraltar

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(Aha!  I seem to have accidentally – belatedly – found a way to present photos a bit smaller, good.)

So one of my urges has been to go on safari and animal-themed holidays – to enjoy the natural world and go back to one of my early interests (having studied Biology).

Since I didn’t feel ready to go on a ‘proper’ safari on my own, I thought I’d start with the only wild monkeys in Europe and booked a few days in Gibraltar, earlier this year.

I reckoned, as a British place, it would be a safe location to travel to alone.  I chose a decent (famous) hotel and anticipated that I might meet and chat to some interesting people.

Well, the reality was that the weather was awful – very wet and very windy – everywhere was deserted and the hotel was virtually empty.  I ended up wandering around windswept streets alone in the rain, having done what there was to do (the whole place was much smaller than I’d expected, and none of the tourist excursions were running,  eg to Morocco, because it was out of season) – feeling lonely and miserable.  So it wasn’t a great success.

A few nice photos of monkeys, though!

You can see some more on the bottom of this page:

http://flamingophotos.weebly.com/animals-2.html

 

Christmas cruise

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Went on a short cruise from London Tilbury, just before Christmas 2016.  Amsterdam, Hamburg and Antwerp (Netherlands, Germany and Belgium), featuring Christmas markets.  Was shocked of course hearing about the Berlin incident, when I’d just been on a similar market in Hamburg.

I went on my own with the intention of being sociable, but it was difficult, it was mainly all couples or groups of friends and I felt rather awkward chatting to strangers and very much feeling the loss of my life partner, who would so much have loved to have been on the ship and seen all the things I saw.

There was a stunning sunset as we set off, and I bought lots of nice things including some clothes, and ate the most wonderful Belgian waffle I’ve ever tasted.  I discovered a lovely little zoo in the middle of Antwerp which had a wonderful exhibition of chinese (japanese?) lanterns in the shapes of different animals.  What I chose as my favourite photo on return, was one of these – the elephants below – which seems to have captured a nice variety of ‘texture’.

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Krakow horses

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(I stopped doing this photo blog a while ago because I don’t believe many people are looking at it and it just seemed too sad to continue writing stuff no-one’s reading.   Nevertheless, with the new year, I thought I’d do a couple of posts with photos I liked.)

I went to Krakow in late summer 2016, and stayed on my own in an apartment in the old town for a week.  It was very noisy all night with people talking, drinking, and laughing – particularly on the Friday and Saturday when the noise really didn’t die down until about 6am.  Difficult when it’s hot and you want the window open.

There are horses and carts giving rides to tourists in the main square, and I would keep hearing the sound of horses hooves from my room as they passed along the street below, all day and until late at night, and I would go and look out of the window at what colour the horses were.  I’m a bit obsessed with horse colours for some reason, and I liked the way they were so nicely paired up – two white, two dapple grey, two brown, two skewbald etc.  I particularly liked this unusual appaloosa colour on the photo – big brown spots.  I’ve never seen a horse that colour in England.

I do recommend Krakow as an introduction to Poland – it’s a lovely old city with lots of historical stuff to see, plus wonderful shops and loads of cafes and restaurants to try.  Right at the end of the week I discovered the more modern side of the city – a huge three storey shopping centre near the railway station that I thought was more impressive than any I can think of in London!

The trumpet call that is played from the main church every hour is so interesting and impressive – to think that it has sounded every single hour for something like 700 or 800 years to commemorate the death by arrow of the person sounding an alarm call.  Very profound to think that the poor man himself could never have guessed that that would happen for so very long after his death.

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Red and Green

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Today I put on a brand new light green top I bought at the South of England Show, but forgot that I changed from my black to a red handbag a couple of days ago, because a strap broke (and then I couldn’t be bothered to change my top).  I’m not exactly fashion conscious, but I felt like it was a mistake going out with this clash of green and red, and I was feeling self-conscious about it.  I thought to myself that what I needed was a scarf with red and green on it, which would bring the two colours together, and at the V&A shop (I keep going back to the V&A Museum cos I find the familiarity of it comforting and I like the cafe!) – I found just the thing, in fact I had a choice of two different red and green designs.  So I paid rather a lot of money to treat myself and make myself feel better about the red and green thing.  I asked them to cut the label off and wore the scarf straight away.

I don’t really see what’s wrong with red and green.  Red roses with green leaves.  Poppies in a field.  Wild strawberries.  It’s quite a ‘natural’ combination.  Anyway, I think my lovely new scarf saved the day.  The question is – will I ever deliberately wear that combination again?  Guess I’ll have to now.

(I’m aware that this is a pretty inane topic to write about.  What I need is a metaphor.  The scarf should symbolise something, bringing two extremes together.  Suggestions welcome!)

Kallax

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I am so proud of myself!  I have worked for 30 years full time in various jobs, but nothing I’ve ever done at work has given me as much satisfaction as having built a big 5×5 Ikea Kallax shelving unit successfully, on my own.  Took me 2½ hours.

I hesitated and deliberated for ages before buying it.  I studied the instructions online, and watched a couple of assembly videos on YouTube, and decided I thought I could do it.  I reckoned if I got stuck, I could pay someone to help then.  Anyway, it went exactly as I expected, with the most difficult stages being the later ones.  Getting the second side and the top on is hardest, where you have to line up eight rods at the same time, and I can see where a second person would be useful at this stage (you’re told it needs two people to do it).  The very final bit, where you are supposed to screw together the final corner by tipping the whole thing one way and then the other, was the only bit I knew I wouldn’t be able to do alone, and though I tried leaning it against a wall and attempting to do one of the screws from underneath, it just wouldn’t go in, so basically I gave up and decided I’d just have to leave one out of four corners not screwed together.

But I’m surprised, I’ve really got a buzz out of doing it.  Having to think hard, work out which bit is which, consider whether the pieces have a front and a back, think ahead to how you’re going to manage the next bit, discover as you go along exactly how far you have to hammer the rods in – and problem solving when things aren’t quite as expected.  It’s like when I’ve been singing classical pieces recently, and thinking to myself that the relationship is between me and the composer who wrote the music hundreds of years ago.  Here, you are alone in a room, and the relationship is with the unknown person somewhere who designed the thing, who anticipated what you would have to do, maybe who tested it to check that it worked, and that it was as simple as possible.  It’s a little piece of engineering, and so clever!  Thank goodness there was no major problem and I managed to finish it successfully and without hurting myself.

Now I can enjoy filling it up with my various collectibles!

HMS Pinafore, Brighton – Review

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  • Wow! How amazing to have found so many men who are young and attractive and physically hunky, who can sing (albeit with light/show and not operatic voices), dance and have the good British English Gilbert & Sullivan needs.
  • Interesting to hear different male voice types, from low voices through light tenor to falsetto/countertenor.
  • The guy doing Buttercup stood out as very confident and with such perfect diction.
  • I found the idea at the end of people shedding their ‘camp’ accessories and rubbing off their make-up – sort of going back to the real world – strangely moving.

Quibble

  • Considering the ticket price, disappointed it was only with piano and not orchestra – a bit amateurish.
  • Not even an attempt to vary the set eg after the interval – pretty basic.
  • Two people holding a rope to portray a ship’s rail is a nice simple production idea and is clever once – but boring repeatedly.
  • The falsetto voices don’t really work in chorus – the mixed ensembles seemed weak.
  • I was expecting a touch of the traditional updating of words to reflect current affairs, especially in the current climate, but it didn’t happen. Maybe it’s only done in The Mikado.

Overall really enjoyed it and would recommend the show.

Sightseeing cow

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I so loved this cow, standing on a viewing platform high above Interlaken in the Swiss Alps, looking down at the town and the lakes.  And once you know it’s there, you can see it from down below, a tiny speck in the distance.  The sign affixed to it also made me laugh – in English but not quite the right translation.  ‘Do not go up the cow!’

 

View from hotel window

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I recently re-visited a hotel I worked at in Switzerland many years ago.  Having worked as a waitress back then, I’d always wanted to go back as a paying guest.  This is the view from the window of my room.  It rained quite a lot and I sat there with the window open, listening to and smelling the rain.  There were goats grazing on the hillside, you could hear their bells clanging.  A very special atmosphere and a special place for me.

Dandelions in Switzerland

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All my life in England I’ve seen dandelions as a weed.  Most people do.  Like they’re not ‘proper’ flowers, just something to be uprooted from a lawn or between the cracks of a patio, and dumped.  Daisies and buttercups enjoy a slightly better status – but only slightly.

Well look what I found growing in the mountain pastures above Interlaken in June.  Masses and masses, swathes and swathes, of flowering dandelions.  Talk about context!  Here, in presumably their rightful place, they look wonderful.  Glorious wild flowers, nothing weed-like about them.

So I have a newfound respect for dandelions.

(Moral: a weed is in the eye of the beholder.)