Lat night Mark cooked risotto, while I directed, encouraged, took photos and drank beer. The recipe and photo-diary are below:
We went to Suffolk with Sonya’s family last weekend, taking a lunchtime trip to Sutton Hoo. While photographs of Anglo-Saxon burial mounds might be traditional, here is a sheep that looks like a lion.
Four years after my visit as an undergrad, I returned to Burnham Ovary Staithe last weekend to demonstrate on the Norfolk field trip. I think I learned possibly more this time, especially having to teach as we went round. Due to the vast quantities of mud involved, I took my first digital camera with me, the venerable Fuji Finepix A340. It is still rubbish, the zoom is still broken and it’s restricted to only one setting, but it forced me to try and be creative with it. Looking back I’m not sure which set are better, though last time I did have the advantage that it wasn’t freezing cold and raining lots of the time – turns out cold, wet fingers are less keen to take pictures than warm muddy ones.
Last night Adam, Sonya and I went down to London to watch Have I Got News For You being filmed. For the price of a train ticket and an hours queueing we got a one hundred and fifty minutes of comedy which I guarantee was better than the half-hour programme coming out tonight (although that should be pretty good too). No photos I’m afraid, but you’ll see what it looked like on the telly anyway. Maybe at the end you’ll even see the back of our heads. Go us.
Round two for the Bennett wedding, this time in the Ukraine! We had a fantastic weekend, if massively hectic, involving jetskis, caviar, a-capella Take That, private jets, concerts, cruises and borscht. Irina’s parents pulled out all the stops to make us feel welcome and we had a truly fantastic time. It’s a shame the weekend didn’t last longer, although we were so wiped out after just four days that we went to Greece to recover (more on that later). These photos are a mere taster.
Italy this time – this is Lake Iseo. Taken after a particularly calorific trip to the gelateria. Mmmmmm.
There are no prizes…
That’s it – my time in Taiwan is over and I’m now at the departure gate in Hong Kong. It’s 2.30 pm here, but I need to get used to British time again, which is apparently 07.14 đ Worse, i won’t be back until gone midnight, which is over 17 hours away. Fun times. At least there is free wifi in the lounge, which gives me a chance to do this, and send in the turn for our latest Solium Infernum battle.
I’m flying through the day this time, so endless movies and books are the order of the day, rather than trying and failing to sleep. Although with a 6.45 am start (yes that’s 11.45 pm yesterday in UK time) and a frantic rush around Taipei – dragging 20 kg of rocks of course – to find the right bus to the airport I could do with a nap.
Right – boarding time I think, see you on the other side of the world!
Just a quick picture this time, before breakfast. Here’s something from the Museum of Fine Arts.
