Things seen and done in life
Sep. 22nd, 2008 12:50 pmI have started some blackberry gin ("Blackberries, meet gin; gin, meet blackberries. May I introduce you to some sugar?") I swear the brambles are getting more vicious as the season goes on. *counts scratches* 27- that's just the ones on my hands large enough to see as they're poised on the keys. Didn't get nettlestung, at least.
I went to the Saltaire Festival on Saturday- I didn't have long, but I've made a mental note to go for the day next year; it's huge. There was a music stage and jewellery stalls and an organic vegetable show and bag stalls and children's entertainment and an arts trail and jam stalls and a tombola and a funfair and second hand book stalls, and I missed the organ recital and the quiz and the model railway exhibition and the fashion show. Lunch shouldn't be a problem; there were bratwurst and meringues, deep-fried octopus and turkish delight, bigos and churros, baguettes, curry, noodles, crepes, salami... (What there wasn't was candied fruit.)
Anyway, it was fun. I then dashed into town to do vital shopping like socks, and had a bite, and went to see some comedy. I hadn't been to the Hi Fi club's Saturday comedy evening before. It was good- and definitely nice to see a mixed evening of stuff, not just somebody you already know- but I need to sit further from the speakers. Ow.
The compere was Andrew O'Neill; I've seen him before somewhere, can't work out where. Funny himself, and also good at getting the crowd revved up. It's his fault I've had "We Will Rock You" on my brain ever since. Barry Dodds was OK, a nice bit about practical jokes. I'd come to see Robin Ince, and he was brilliant- a mix of older and newer material, getting a bit Ben Eltonesque in some of the religiopolitical bits! I loved the anecdote about not waking someone up on the train. And the bit where he rended his cardie.
I'd had a spare copy of The Eye of Argon kicking around, and I know Ince collects bad books, so I took it along in case I could catch him on the way out, having fangirled him before and knowing he didn't bite; so I did, hope he survives it. He recommended Lint to me, which is apparently a biography of a fictitious pulp author. It sounds good, I'll try and pick it up at some point.
Choir starts again tonight, so I'm just hangin' around and waitin' to go. I hope it's something decent.
Random linkage: Vic and Bob promoting Big Night Out on Jonathan Ross in 1991 by being completely adorable (especially Bob).
I went to the Saltaire Festival on Saturday- I didn't have long, but I've made a mental note to go for the day next year; it's huge. There was a music stage and jewellery stalls and an organic vegetable show and bag stalls and children's entertainment and an arts trail and jam stalls and a tombola and a funfair and second hand book stalls, and I missed the organ recital and the quiz and the model railway exhibition and the fashion show. Lunch shouldn't be a problem; there were bratwurst and meringues, deep-fried octopus and turkish delight, bigos and churros, baguettes, curry, noodles, crepes, salami... (What there wasn't was candied fruit.)
Anyway, it was fun. I then dashed into town to do vital shopping like socks, and had a bite, and went to see some comedy. I hadn't been to the Hi Fi club's Saturday comedy evening before. It was good- and definitely nice to see a mixed evening of stuff, not just somebody you already know- but I need to sit further from the speakers. Ow.
The compere was Andrew O'Neill; I've seen him before somewhere, can't work out where. Funny himself, and also good at getting the crowd revved up. It's his fault I've had "We Will Rock You" on my brain ever since. Barry Dodds was OK, a nice bit about practical jokes. I'd come to see Robin Ince, and he was brilliant- a mix of older and newer material, getting a bit Ben Eltonesque in some of the religiopolitical bits! I loved the anecdote about not waking someone up on the train. And the bit where he rended his cardie.
I'd had a spare copy of The Eye of Argon kicking around, and I know Ince collects bad books, so I took it along in case I could catch him on the way out, having fangirled him before and knowing he didn't bite; so I did, hope he survives it. He recommended Lint to me, which is apparently a biography of a fictitious pulp author. It sounds good, I'll try and pick it up at some point.
Choir starts again tonight, so I'm just hangin' around and waitin' to go. I hope it's something decent.
Random linkage: Vic and Bob promoting Big Night Out on Jonathan Ross in 1991 by being completely adorable (especially Bob).
Brambles
Date: 2008-09-22 05:28 pm (UTC)Re: Brambles
Date: 2008-09-22 05:34 pm (UTC)I decided I was a bit feart of making jelly- maybe next year.
Re: Brambles
Date: 2008-09-22 05:38 pm (UTC)http://www.bbc.co.uk/food/recipes/database/bramblejelly_13698.shtml
Though I didn't actually have any old tea towels, so my berries are currently draining through a shirt I grew out of.