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louiseluxI just tried to access my old recs journal (miladysboudoir) because I have about a billion things I want to rec, but I've forgotten the password. Foiled! I tried so many times that I was temporarily banned. The email I used for that account is long dead (I haven't used it since 2005) so I've flung myself into the arms of lj support. Hmmm yes. I'll let you know how that goes.
I keep meaning to update about the Rebel Fitness programme I'm doing, as I'm sure you are all aching to know how I'm getting on. Suffice to say it's got a lot harder as I've moved up a level from rookie to recruit. Also, I bought a machine to exercise on! It's a cross trainer and I keep it in the spare room. Can I just say how much I love being able to merely climb the stairs to my tiny palace of exercise rather than going to the gym and doing it in public.
I sawtarteaucitron, buckle_berry a couple of weeks ago and we went to see Queen Christina, a film about a woman who doesn't want the life she's born to, both as a woman and queen of Sweden. I've never actually watched a Greta Garbo film before. She was astoundingly charismatic and attractive, despite the bizarre 1930s eyebrows, and it made me want Queen Christina fic quite badly.
The real Queen Christina ran away from Sweden and became a cross-dressing patron of the arts in Europe, and was finally buried in the Vatican. She also inadvertently caused the death of Descartes; he arrived in Sweden to instruct her and, due to living in an icy castle and having to get up at 5am every day to give her lessons (the only time she had to spare), developed pneumonia and died after ten days. Apparently she was distraught with guilt but carried on inviting the greatest minds of Europe to her death-trap.
I also went up to Manchester to seenew_kate, where she lives in the middle of all the hipsters ever. We did a lot, mostly involving tea and cake, and a lot of hipsters.
Seeing this creature hit me with 30 years of nostalgia. It's from one of those coin operated rides for kids. Back in the day there was one of these in the shoe department of Long Eaton Co-op department store and every Saturday I'd detour through the Co-op just so I could climb on it and ride it. I never actually put any money in it, just sat on it and pretended it was going.
The tea at Teacup was beautiful. They brought a triple egg timer to the table so you could time your tea (for either 3 mins, 4 mins and 5 mins depending on the tea), and a spare teapot to decant the tea so it wouldn't overbrew. We had to instructed in what to do as we were baffled. I had English Breakfast and it was pretty much the perfect cup of tea. Kate had white peony, which was also good, like 'a mouthful of peonies'. The cake was coffee and chicory - very tasty, and not too sweet.
A more free wheeling approach to the tea at Sugar Rush. No hint of an egg timer here. Still good though, and the waitresses dressed up in 1950s dresses.
The world's most massive cracker! They come from Finland, via Lidl. I discovered each massive cracker has perforations so you can break it into four. Basically like eating wood.
Freshly hatched tadpoles! This is from about three weeks ago. There were huge piles in the pond, and I think quite a lot of them have hatched successfully.
miladysboudoir) because I have about a billion things I want to rec, but I've forgotten the password. Foiled! I tried so many times that I was temporarily banned. The email I used for that account is long dead (I haven't used it since 2005) so I've flung myself into the arms of lj support. Hmmm yes. I'll let you know how that goes. I keep meaning to update about the Rebel Fitness programme I'm doing, as I'm sure you are all aching to know how I'm getting on. Suffice to say it's got a lot harder as I've moved up a level from rookie to recruit. Also, I bought a machine to exercise on! It's a cross trainer and I keep it in the spare room. Can I just say how much I love being able to merely climb the stairs to my tiny palace of exercise rather than going to the gym and doing it in public.
I saw
tarteaucitron, buckle_berry a couple of weeks ago and we went to see Queen Christina, a film about a woman who doesn't want the life she's born to, both as a woman and queen of Sweden. I've never actually watched a Greta Garbo film before. She was astoundingly charismatic and attractive, despite the bizarre 1930s eyebrows, and it made me want Queen Christina fic quite badly. The real Queen Christina ran away from Sweden and became a cross-dressing patron of the arts in Europe, and was finally buried in the Vatican. She also inadvertently caused the death of Descartes; he arrived in Sweden to instruct her and, due to living in an icy castle and having to get up at 5am every day to give her lessons (the only time she had to spare), developed pneumonia and died after ten days. Apparently she was distraught with guilt but carried on inviting the greatest minds of Europe to her death-trap.
I also went up to Manchester to see
new_kate, where she lives in the middle of all the hipsters ever. We did a lot, mostly involving tea and cake, and a lot of hipsters. Seeing this creature hit me with 30 years of nostalgia. It's from one of those coin operated rides for kids. Back in the day there was one of these in the shoe department of Long Eaton Co-op department store and every Saturday I'd detour through the Co-op just so I could climb on it and ride it. I never actually put any money in it, just sat on it and pretended it was going.
The tea at Teacup was beautiful. They brought a triple egg timer to the table so you could time your tea (for either 3 mins, 4 mins and 5 mins depending on the tea), and a spare teapot to decant the tea so it wouldn't overbrew. We had to instructed in what to do as we were baffled. I had English Breakfast and it was pretty much the perfect cup of tea. Kate had white peony, which was also good, like 'a mouthful of peonies'. The cake was coffee and chicory - very tasty, and not too sweet.
A more free wheeling approach to the tea at Sugar Rush. No hint of an egg timer here. Still good though, and the waitresses dressed up in 1950s dresses.
The world's most massive cracker! They come from Finland, via Lidl. I discovered each massive cracker has perforations so you can break it into four. Basically like eating wood.
Freshly hatched tadpoles! This is from about three weeks ago. There were huge piles in the pond, and I think quite a lot of them have hatched successfully.
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Date: 2012-04-20 11:34 pm (UTC)And I thought ALL the hipsters ever were around my workplace, which is apparently in the heart of hipsterdom! Not in this weather though.
We had some of those coin-operated rides in my childhood, too! I'd forgotten about them entirely. I remember some of them in one of the huge socialist clothes stores, and others in the kids' hair "salons". The coin-operated donkey was the only good thing about getting a hideous, mother-chosen short haircut.