Archive for June, 2005

London pride

Posted on June 29, 2005 ~ Filed Under Culture

London (gay, lesbian, transgendered, bisexual, transexual…) pride is this weekend. It turns out that there’s been a fortnight of festivities, which I’ve managed to miss. I would have missed news about this altogether had I not been in a lesbian bar the other evening and saw a poster saying (in small writing) that Big Gay [...]

“Smart” googles

Posted on June 24, 2005 ~ Filed Under Diary

The most amazing idea – swimming goggles that automatically time your laps and project the time onto the lens, so you don’t have to check your watch. They make clever use of a compass to tell when you’ve changed direction. But do they fog up like every pair of googles I’ve ever owned?

New hair

Posted on June 22, 2005 ~ Filed Under Diary

Octavia has new hair she doesn’t like much

Fresh fruit in a bottle

Posted on June 17, 2005 ~ Filed Under Diary

I am amazed that marks and spencer have released a drink that’s bright green. I feel part of a social experiment about food presentation.

Weak and pathetic

Posted on June 16, 2005 ~ Filed Under Diary

Last Sunday I got ill and I’m still in recovery. It was incredible – on Saturday we went quad biking, drinking and eating, on Sunday we went to Greenwich park for the Sustainable Living fair, and on Monday I was lying in bed groaning to myself, with a raging temperature and no chance of doing [...]

Shark stapler

Posted on June 14, 2005 ~ Filed Under Diary

Check out this shark stapler! Mum got this for me for my birthday and I love it.

Quad biking – the verdict

Posted on June 13, 2005 ~ Filed Under Diary

Yes, we went quad biking last weekend, and it was fantastic! It was great fun in lots of ways – a great activity, and I was lucky to go with some great people. Gabriel, Katy, Octavia, Martin, Paula, Sarah and I headed out to Walton-on-Thames for a picnic lunch. It rained a little bit, and, [...]

Driving

Posted on June 1, 2005 ~ Filed Under Diary

So, I’ve forgotten how to drive.
I passed my test when I was 18 or 19 – at least 10 years ago. I learnt to drive a manual car, and learnt in central London, possibly one of the nastiest places to drive in the world. After I passed, I lived in London and then Brighton, [...]