A shag down at the quay

He blogs again after about a month.

I live in Newhaven, that's a town on the coast with a bad reputation.  But it really isn't as terrible as people like to make out!  Today's post has something to do with it, but also to do with people's political correctness, which is rather amusing.  Let me tell you a story...

A few years ago my mum was on the town council and during her time there the first of the houses built along the west quay were, er, built.  This was all well and good but then the difficult part came, what on earth should it be called?  An inspired council worker suggested the name "Cormorant Quay" after the birds that sit there.

Then a great man (the resident naturalist) named David Harris pointed out that the birds in question were not cormorants, but black shags, and thus it would be wrong to name the buildings after them.  My mum's suggestion of "Black Shag Buildings" wasn't accepted and we are left with the safe, but uninspiring name of "Christchurch Court".

It doesn't even sound rude unless, I concede, you're about 8.    It's a pity, at least with her suggestion you knew what you were getting, there isn't a church down on the quay, but I think that many people would have bought a house there to watch a black shag by the river.

Love,

Sx

Hello,

Hope everyone's new year (2008) has got off to a great start.  As per normal all of my resolutions are not so much resolutions but vague ideas that will probably get forgotten any time soon.

Sam Collard: my dear actor friend, as he is affectionately known (by me), turned 18 on Saturday, his formal masquerade party went down well with his parents as waiters and mixers, plenty of masks and some helium....

That's him (in the mask) and his charming girlfriend Sarah.  Hello there!

one more thing....

It's Fry and Laurie, and they're Kicking ass!

Sleep well,

Sx

Absence...

This can be explained from my going to ESYO and up to Ramsey, from Christmas day till new years eve, on warrior.  Actually, mum's done an interesting post on there about a cucumber.  Christmas gave a few interesting quotes; ("alright, I admit I may have been wrong about the buffalo" being one, said by Jim whilst talking about my sleeping habits. That didn't clarify anything did it...) some nice photos and a few great cruises.

Mum just found a bit of a surprise on the tree, another present!  I rather like it when this happens, it just prolongs the excitement!  Mum unwrapped it, what could it be!  I think it's great.

It's a board!  That's fair enough, but that's not why I like it. Here it is again with my cup of tea, to give it a sense of size....

It's a mini board... but more than that. 

It's a fun mini board, i amused myself greatly thinking of just some of the many funny things i could do with it.  :)

Life looks promising,

Happy 2008

Love Sx

Brighton Centre

I had a concert yesterday, It was very painful.  Parts of it were good (e.g. The ESAM academy voices choir) and other bits weren't quite as good: over a thousand primary school children shouting (literally) about shopping, there were a few good bits of tune sung when they weren't yelling "shop".  I'm not religious but that trivialised the nativity story something chronic!

I'm off to get some more milk, meanwhile here's a website, keep the feminism going...

Sx

Quick Update...

The Gizmo has been added,

It's on the right, just enter your email and It'll send  you an email when I blog,

Handy eh?

Sx

Picture

My mum, being the only person that seems to read this blog, has pointed out its lack of movement lately. For that I apologise: Sorry mum. I was experimenting with mum's digital camera a few days ago, or possibly yesterday and took a few photos.

I rather like the one shown, I played around with it a lil on the mac after, I quite like the difference between my expression and the war poster in the background. Mum was looking for these everywhere and eventually got (as you could tell) one. I think it complements the sign on the back of the door rather well, which tells us that at any given time "No more than three people are allowed in this privy". Damn, party's off then maybe there's a chance we can get round it...

No... It's by order of the manager. My house has a manager? Does yours?

I found a handy little gizmo a lil while ago, It lets you know when I've updated so you don't have to keep checking, I'll put it in a few days....

Play safe,

Sx

English Essay

I got tired and bored whilst writing an essay for english... it reminds me of the time I redid my GCSE science coursework, called it the ultimate enzyme experiment and outlined how I was going to teach enzymes to jump through flaming hoops in order to get food.

I even put the bit it about how they couldn't eat as they'd got denatured in the flames... Anyway... here's the last paragraph:

"Angelo is the character whom, without which, there would not be a play. If the Duke had appointed a mild mannered janitor (Hong-Kong Phooey) or indeed Escalus (not a super-hero masquerading as a dog in a police station) then it is reasonable to imagine that the play would have been a lot more straight forward, though I’m not entirely sure if it could possibly get any more boring. Anyway as I was saying (or writing, I guess, this is an essay after all) it is impossible to speculate what may have happened (if-history) as it would have been an entirely different play. Angelo therefore has to make a large impact on the audience and I feel that he achieves this, certainly by his second meeting with Isabelle in which he horrifies the audience by his hypocritical standards. I do not believe that Shakespeare (or “Shagstaff”, as he once, allegedly, spelt his name) was trying to make a statement about the corruption that comes with power. Nor that he was trying to get pity for him. I prefer to believe that Shakespeare was creating a character who could be simply used as a dramatic device to provide both comedy and tragedy by forcing the other characters into compromising positions¹."

Toodles,
Sx

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1.no, not like that.