Down by the riverside
Sep. 11th, 2004 07:06 pmThe afternoon found me down by the riverside again, this time enjoying strawberries, grapes and conversation with
taimatsu.
More distracting than the play of sunlight on the water was the horde of "local colour" on the far bank who were indulging in the popular Saturday afternoon pastime of getting pissed and picking fights. Across this backdrop coasted an amusing ongoing display of swan-endangering punt-ineptitude.
Despite the background noise, though, it was a peaceful afternoon. Lovely to catch up again after such a long absence; perhaps it's easier to catch up when you're both sitting still.
More distracting than the play of sunlight on the water was the horde of "local colour" on the far bank who were indulging in the popular Saturday afternoon pastime of getting pissed and picking fights. Across this backdrop coasted an amusing ongoing display of swan-endangering punt-ineptitude.
Despite the background noise, though, it was a peaceful afternoon. Lovely to catch up again after such a long absence; perhaps it's easier to catch up when you're both sitting still.
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Date: 2004-09-11 02:56 pm (UTC)Each to his own, or hers: I catch up with old friends chatting into the small hours while the level in a bottle of good malt whisky goes steadily down.
But strawberries, grapes and conversation by the riverside sounds good, too.
Thinks: must get a punt-party going while they are still available to hire. Last time I was in Cambridge, nobody seemed to mind about punting from the Oxford end, so I'd probably manage.
HELP! HELP! I need to get out of the house more!
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Date: 2004-09-13 02:16 am (UTC)