It's all go round here.
- The brake shoes on the back wheels of my car have delaminated. This produces an interesting effect whereby it drives forwards fine, but when you try to reverse the pads get jammed and it's like trying to reverse right up a kerb. I am planning to fix it myself, but this is taking time to organise, not least just in getting to the car; I had to find a space that could be driven into forwards to park it in, and the nearest one I could find is about ten minutes' walk away. Also up a big hill.
- I am applying for a job in Cambridge. No, not the one in Massachusetts, regrettably, the one in Cambridgeshire. If I end up there I will totally fail in my plan to go a) somewhere new and b) somewhere warm, but I will have succeeded in getting a job and that's starting to seem more important.
- I ran 16 miles last week. This week I ran 3 miles on Tuesday, went swimming in the evening, and then ran 3 miles on Wednesday, and felt fine. This whole business of doing more exercise and then being able to do more exercise, there's something in it.
- We went to see The King's Speech last night. It is, actually, fair do's, really really good. Colin Firth certainly earned his pay.
- Since we were in the new Wetherspoons last night after going to the cinema, and the old Wetherspoons that normally bears the brunt of the shrieking pre-clubbers is temporarily closed for an overhaul, some scientific observation done while there produced an important conclusion; the collective noun for shrieking hair-primping fake-tanned mini-skirted girls in heels is a totter, the collective noun for Stella-swigging shouting polo-shirted hair-gelled loafer-wearing blokes is a swagger, and once the two groups have become homogenously mixed, that's when you get what's known as a stagger.
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Date: 2011-01-20 08:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-21 02:31 am (UTC)There are plenty of staggers on a saturday night.
It's also quite a long way from the sea.