Ramblings of a Disorientated Mind

…That were really rather spiffy. Yes, it was the Amberly Working Museum Classic Bike day. The day started rather overcast, and it did drizzle a bit, but in the afternoon the sun came out. And so did the damn Catkin seeds They made my eyes hurt and itch, so I spent as much time inside the exhibitions as possible. We started off at one end of the museum, walked down to the wood turners shop, where the ‘rents inquired about the possibility of having something turned out of our Almond tree as half of it has snuffed it and the other side doesn’t look too healthy either. Apparently the tree has been there since the house so thats some 40 odd years, so they wanted something special to be made from it. I resisted the urge to buy another bowl. From the timber yard we wandered along various trails until we came to the lime kilns, thought was had gotten lost as we were looking for the potters. Mum broke her cup and wanted another, purchased that and wandered back down the museum to have lunch.

After lunch the sun came out and everyone striped. The thing is, as Amberly use to be a chalk quarry its very sheltered and so when the sun comes out it turns into a blast furnace. Anyway we wandered back up the museum, wandered around the BT ‘connecting the world’ exhibition, mum complained that the ‘men working’ weren’t wearing the correct attire, we wandered around Amberly’s train exhibition, then chatted for a while whilst we waited for the train. Got off at the other end and we wandered round the Honda trade stall, the brik-a-brak, then I headed into the cool of the engine shed and the printing press. Bought three postcards, all printed there, one of ‘Polar Bear’ one of the museum’s Narrow Gage steam locos, one of the end of the train line and one of the ‘country garage’ they have, then I wandered out to find Dad and Owen, and we had a chat to the man who makes clay pipes. I never realised they had so much history. They guy was fascinating. Dad bought a miners one, just for the hell of it I think, but I saw on the wall behind the guy that the clay absorbs some of the nicotine and tar so they are healthier to use, and you can get wee ones that are actually fag holders. A neat idea me thinks On the way out I spotted a bowl, a couple of inches in diameter, made from something like Purbeck marble [we think] that has fossils in it. It’s cool.

You notice I haven’t even started on the bikes? Well I don’t think I can. There were so many, and for the most part in such nice condition and so… swooty that I don’t think I can. Lets just say I saw some ones I liked, some ones I hated, and some very very special ones that I feel in love with. Insert bitch about not having a freaking camera!

So when we got home I decided to try sorting out some of the stuff I have acquired from Grandma’s [the craft stuff and some ornaments] I think I did pretty well; I wrapped a lot of my ornaments and put them away to create more space, and I also managed to sort the craft stuff I wanted to keep. Needles to say I kept a lot of it… The knitting stuff will probably go to my Aunty Peggy in lieu of welsh cakes [we have a system; I bake welsh cakes for her, and she makes us bread pudding] as I heard she enjoys knitting.

As soon as I’d finished that I logged on, and was pounced upon by Jen who told me to go here. Isn’t that just the sweetest of them? In case you don’t understand, for some random reason I am the M00m4Dru of the population of Spacefem.com, though I do have a few ‘adoptions’. As someone once told me ‘You collect kids eh? Well, everyone needs a hobby…’ But really, its something I never expected and its just, AWW*squeaks*

Well, I need to sleep now, got lots of things to do tomorrow; hand washing stuff, stripping the leaves from the dried curry plant, and if its nice, playing with my garden.
*Yawn* Night all

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Things I have been up to over the past three days:

• Played Fung Shui at Andy’s. Stopped short of me getting to blow somthing up
• Reading the new Neal Asher book Cowl
• Watched the first season of Farscape
• Messed around with Andy
• Taking care of Andy after he got sick
• Feeling ill myself [headachy, spaced, so tired I slept from 1530h to 1800h then 2200h to 1030h]
• Being constantly thristy, hungry and ‘on’
• Sent an e-mail asking for an application form to Bournemouth council so I can apply to be an assistant libarian. They havent sent me anything yet though, which will reduce my chances of getting it

Yay isn’t everything just so exciting? [/sarcasm]

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Though I don’t really know where to start…
*chorus of ‘start fro0m the beggining and work thought the middle untill you come to the end. Then stop.’ is heard*
I know, I know. Well in that case, I’ll start with yesterday….

Yesterday Owen Sarah, Dad and I went to what was called the South West Custom and Classic Bike Show, only now its called somthing like South and West Bike Show. There definatly wern’t as many bike there as their have been in pervious years, and I don’t think there where as many trader stalls. People were also lacking in numbers.
But it was cool, there was a guy there with cheap swrods, and the really cool Nordic looking sword that I saw on his stand the last time I saw him, turned out to be a replica of ‘Sting’ [the elven sowrd Frodo uses in LotR]. Of course, then I wouldn’t get it, though I still love the style. You probably think I’m really stupid now, but I’ve always gone against the popular cultuer at the time, even thought I might actually quite like it. I have to be so completly different to everyone around me.
Anyway. Dad and I ditched Owen and Sarah and we mooched around the trader stands in the main hall then went and did the ones outside. Dad is great to go clothes shopping with as he just follows me around and never makes any ‘you’re not wearing somthing like that!’ comments. I love my Dad . I bought a really cool tobbaco tin for my RPG dice that says ‘Brothel and casino inspector’ on it, and dad and I had a minor argument what ‘torc’ means. I realise that its more commonly the celtic version people thingk of, with the ends facing front wise, but there are other one’s thatface backwards, and I call them torcs, but maybe they arn’t? In which case what are they called?
After that, we went back to the main hall and perused the bikes. I really don’t have the words to describe how fantastic they were or the art word and stuff, but they made me wish I had a caneral so I could show people, they really were something very special. I also saw the bike I want; a Kymco cruiser. So yeah, it was a good day out.
It was still nice when I got back so I planted out my Lemon Balm plant, and spent ages just sitting and sniffing the plants.

However, this morning I woke up from a really bad dream. I’m not really quite sure what this damn dream was about other than, I was resting on a bed nattering to a mate when this mummiefied skeliton came in and started trying to attack me. I fought it off and ‘killed’ it, but my mate was possesed by somthing else and immediently bagan to decay into a simmilar state and attack me. Now I know it was just a dream and stuff, but I woke feeling like i’d just been beaten up and I’m so tired, and it seems to be all I can think about right now. Stupid dreams. Might have to play Morrowind to take my mind off it….

But I do wish I had my sword and a torc-like thing, I would so kick ass

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I had a cool day to day. I did want to blog this morning, but 20six kept timing out Because then I would have been able to tell you all how absolutely fantabulious the Dewberry body scrub I got from Boots made me feel, and then how icky I felt when I used the Dewberry body jell from Boots. Its was so bad I wanted to get back in the shower just to wash it all off again, I felt so horrible and sticky does anyone actually like this stuff?

Anyway, like I said today was cool. I fell in love with Andy all over again. We didn’t have fantastic sex, but it didn’t matter because instead we have close intimate sex. Then we just lay together and read. It was one of those truly beautiful moments, and I actually felt something in me change. All the hate and anger towards him just, vanished, and [this is going to sound stupid] its was like someone just flicked a switch in my heart, the feeling was so real. I really feel all happy and.. glowing almost Wonder how long it will last…
But, even walking to/ from/ ’round TESCO was fun with him, with the sun all misty and setting, laughing and smiling and letting off ‘brain farts’, as Luke so elegantly puts it. Yeah so basically we were doing all that sickly ‘young couple in Love’ shit . We also got some very odd looks from people as we left the store, as we were actually talking about Neal Asher’s new book Cowl, but made it sound like we were time travelers or something…

Today we also watched The Talented Mr Ripply and its counterpart Ripply’s Game. They are both cool. Go see them, ok? I watched the first 10 minuets of a rather kiddie anime called The Dirty Pair. Not its not pr0n, its quite funny actually. Basically the tag line was something like ‘two special agents whose calling card is collateral damage’. Doesn’t get much better than that

I’m going to a bike show tomorrow, what was called the ‘custom and classic bike show’ at Sheppton Mallet, and I will have to get up at 0900, so I’d better log off now. I’ve no clue what I’ll be wearing, so sorry if anyone else is going and wanted to wave madly at me

Anyway, like I said today was very good and I love Andy again

Love to all, and don’t forget to read The Desiderata

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