After a rather frustrating twenty minutes trying to get a taxi (the singular joy of watching your driver via an app, driving straight past the road you’re waiting on and then not bothering to come[…]
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Month: August 2018
HRVST
For lunch today I went to HRVST, a vegan restaurant on the top floor of the building my climbing gym is in. I guess it’s called HRVST instead of Harvest because vegans are too cool[…]
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Pub quiz!
Tonight I went to a pub quiz organised by the IAB, where various media types sat in a German pub (the Paulaner Bräuhaus, which is almost but not quite a Brawlhaus, which would be less[…]
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A long and unsatisfactory walk home
It took me 45 minutes to walk home this evening. I live about 15 minutes walk from the office. Thus this was not the most wonderful of journeys for me. I suppose I brought the[…]
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Mountains of Madness
Mountains of Madness is a cooperative boardgame where you form a team of Antarctic explorers and have to escape from the eponymous mountains. Without going mad. Well, despite going mad. One of the game mechanics[…]
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End of the weekend
La Serpiente had her second climbing lesson today, so I took her over to the wall. She was rather quiet while we waited for her instructor to turn up (15 minutes late) but once she[…]
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Weekend manoeuvres
I slept in til almost ten this morning, sleeping off the effects of cheese, gin and the Mountains of Madness. Then I went out to climb for an hour, trying ever more elaborate attacks on[…]
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Swimming Lesson #34
Another half hour today of nothing but freestyle. As I suggested a few weeks ago, there was going to be a tipping point where suddenly things got a lot easier, and we’ve now reached that[…]
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Life is a beach, whether you like it or not
Let’s get this out of the way: I can’t stand beaches. I don’t know if that’s because I grew up in England, where we don’t have beaches, redolent of golden sand and happiness. We have[…]
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Welcome To Paradise – Now Go To Hell
While in Margaret River, I bought a couple of books, this one calling out to me because of its title and bright yellow cover. I’m glad I didn’t read it on a flight to Hawaii[…]
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