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What happened to happen
Mar. 10th, 2003 05:01 pmIt's been a busy few days!
On Friday I took my car over to Witchford for a thorough going-over by Iain Allen ("Minor Services"). I got hopelessly lost on the drive over there, but the minor stress (no pun intended) caused by this was more than outweighed by the pleasant drive in the winter sun, along raised fen roads through wide-open countryside.
Lots of things needed fixing with the car, and Mr Allen and his fellow mechanic (John?) were happy to let me watch, and even help in places. Definitely a good learning experience, plus of course a much happier moggy at the end of it! ( More detail than anybody needs... )
I only got marginally lost on the way back, and had to pull over in services on the A10 at one point to ride out the rainstorm -- one thing my car does *not* do well is windscreen-wiping.
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daneel_olivaw had already been in Cambridge for a while by the time I got back, in fact had already been sitting in his car on our road for ages -- sorry! Even more sorry that I then ended up dragging him out all the way along the A10 again in an (unsuccessful) attempt to find my lost hubcap... and then, pretty much as soon as we got back, out again to a cam.misc meet at the Carlton Arms and then on to simont's party. sion_a was just too ill to go out or do anything... I felt guilty leaving him on his own but to be honest I do find it so hard to talk to him when he's ill; I end up feeling guilty for using up his energy by expecting him to listen to me. :-(
( Party Time: Part I )
Spent Saturday morning faffing with Stuff That Needed Doing, which included phoning Cambridge Kitchens (only to find that our contact there wasn't in); phoning two different counselling organisations (only to find that there was no answer from either); and phoning First Direct to ask why they hadn't got back to me about the cc account I'd applied for (only to find that they had, and this time it was Cambridge postal service being useless).
Went into town on Saturday afternoon to find a birthday present forsimonb -- I'd intended to buy him something at the party but decided I'd feel more comfortable buying him something less, um, dodgy. (I don't generally buy That Kind Of Thing for anybody other than myself, let alone people I'm not likely to be using That Kind Of Thing with...) Then home for dinner and a lightning-quick change of clothes (if such a thing is possible when the people getting changed are three goths...) before going out to the party.
( Party Time: Part II )
Sunday was quieter; I woke up early (and, amazingly, didn't feel hungover!) and leftsion_a to sleep off a bit more of his cough/cold while I pottered around, bathed my icky eczema-ified foot in salt water (okay, maybe that sort of TMI could go in the other journal as well), and read a sizeable portion of The Grand Complication, by Allen Kurtzweil, which ewx very kindly gave me on Friday night. It's about librarians, enclosures, words, and strange obsessions ... I suspect addedentry would love it. More about that if I actually manage to finish it!
Pottered out withsion_a to see if we could find some of the better-hidden car-parts shops in Cambridge, only to discover that most of the ones we'd found in the Yellow Pages were trade-only. We did, however, discover the delights of Discount Autoparts -- I don't think I'll ever need to go to Halfords for anything car-related again!
On Sunday afternoonsion_a had to work, and I decided that it was such a lovely day that I couldn't bear to stay in the house. It's clear (to me, at least) that the best way to spend a sunny Sunday afternoon in early Spring is by driving around the Cambridgeshire countryside with one's girlfriend in a Morris Minor. Fortunately lnr didn't object, so we went to potter around Ely. ( Thelma and Louise, eat your heart out... )
Back at work now after a long weekend, and after a reasonable start (where I actually got some work done) I'm back to faffing again. I have, however, managed to: phone Cambridge University Press to rearrange my interview with them tomorrow (for the post of Development Editor [Humanities and Social Sciences]); phone Cambridge Kitchens and arrange a meeting with them to discuss our kitchen design on Saturday; phoned the Cogwheel Trust to try to arrange an initial counselling session (to see if they can find a counsellor who's suited to me); and phoned Yorkshire Studios to arrange a portfolio session. None of which were things I really wanted to have to do at work, apart from the kitchens stuff, but there's rarely any other time I can do things like this. Sigh.
On Friday I took my car over to Witchford for a thorough going-over by Iain Allen ("Minor Services"). I got hopelessly lost on the drive over there, but the minor stress (no pun intended) caused by this was more than outweighed by the pleasant drive in the winter sun, along raised fen roads through wide-open countryside.
Lots of things needed fixing with the car, and Mr Allen and his fellow mechanic (John?) were happy to let me watch, and even help in places. Definitely a good learning experience, plus of course a much happier moggy at the end of it! ( More detail than anybody needs... )
I only got marginally lost on the way back, and had to pull over in services on the A10 at one point to ride out the rainstorm -- one thing my car does *not* do well is windscreen-wiping.
daneel_olivaw had already been in Cambridge for a while by the time I got back, in fact had already been sitting in his car on our road for ages -- sorry! Even more sorry that I then ended up dragging him out all the way along the A10 again in an (unsuccessful) attempt to find my lost hubcap... and then, pretty much as soon as we got back, out again to a cam.misc meet at the Carlton Arms and then on to simont's party. sion_a was just too ill to go out or do anything... I felt guilty leaving him on his own but to be honest I do find it so hard to talk to him when he's ill; I end up feeling guilty for using up his energy by expecting him to listen to me. :-(( Party Time: Part I )
Spent Saturday morning faffing with Stuff That Needed Doing, which included phoning Cambridge Kitchens (only to find that our contact there wasn't in); phoning two different counselling organisations (only to find that there was no answer from either); and phoning First Direct to ask why they hadn't got back to me about the cc account I'd applied for (only to find that they had, and this time it was Cambridge postal service being useless).
Went into town on Saturday afternoon to find a birthday present for
simonb -- I'd intended to buy him something at the party but decided I'd feel more comfortable buying him something less, um, dodgy. (I don't generally buy That Kind Of Thing for anybody other than myself, let alone people I'm not likely to be using That Kind Of Thing with...) Then home for dinner and a lightning-quick change of clothes (if such a thing is possible when the people getting changed are three goths...) before going out to the party. ( Party Time: Part II )
Sunday was quieter; I woke up early (and, amazingly, didn't feel hungover!) and left
sion_a to sleep off a bit more of his cough/cold while I pottered around, bathed my icky eczema-ified foot in salt water (okay, maybe that sort of TMI could go in the other journal as well), and read a sizeable portion of The Grand Complication, by Allen Kurtzweil, which ewx very kindly gave me on Friday night. It's about librarians, enclosures, words, and strange obsessions ... I suspect addedentry would love it. More about that if I actually manage to finish it!Pottered out with
sion_a to see if we could find some of the better-hidden car-parts shops in Cambridge, only to discover that most of the ones we'd found in the Yellow Pages were trade-only. We did, however, discover the delights of Discount Autoparts -- I don't think I'll ever need to go to Halfords for anything car-related again!On Sunday afternoon
sion_a had to work, and I decided that it was such a lovely day that I couldn't bear to stay in the house. It's clear (to me, at least) that the best way to spend a sunny Sunday afternoon in early Spring is by driving around the Cambridgeshire countryside with one's girlfriend in a Morris Minor. Fortunately lnr didn't object, so we went to potter around Ely. ( Thelma and Louise, eat your heart out... )Back at work now after a long weekend, and after a reasonable start (where I actually got some work done) I'm back to faffing again. I have, however, managed to: phone Cambridge University Press to rearrange my interview with them tomorrow (for the post of Development Editor [Humanities and Social Sciences]); phone Cambridge Kitchens and arrange a meeting with them to discuss our kitchen design on Saturday; phoned the Cogwheel Trust to try to arrange an initial counselling session (to see if they can find a counsellor who's suited to me); and phoned Yorkshire Studios to arrange a portfolio session. None of which were things I really wanted to have to do at work, apart from the kitchens stuff, but there's rarely any other time I can do things like this. Sigh.
