BIG Weekend!
No rest for the wicked.
The weekend just past was a somewhat hectic one, in fact it took me Monday to recover, hence the late posting.
Friday night I hung around at work until 6:30, and then rushed off to the Barbican - ended up walking so I didn't have to stay at work for as long. Once I'd deciphered the rats nest that is the Barbican I managed to see their production of "The Plough and the Stars", a 1926 play about the 1915 Irish revolution. (See reviews on my other blog)
Saturday I rushed from the house to catch a film before catching up with Tam. The films all started a bit later than had I hoped, so I wandered around trying desperately to stave off my pangs for a Mac Mini (they're really nice... want one!). Anyway, I ended up seeing Meet the Fockers, which was a very different film from what I thought it would be, and encourage other people to see it so they can tell me that I intellectualize things too much :)
Caught up with Tam and Karen, luckily we were both running late, at Tate Britain. We went to see an exhibition of the sculpture Antony Carro, he does huge metal sculptures (and some smaller ones) that I didn't mind. The most intriguing were some balanced 'table sculptures', with half the sculpture hanging off the edge of the table. All the sculptures had an amazing fluidity to them, quite impressive.
To kill time :) we then went down the river to the Andy Goldsworthy installation. He does sculptures using natural things; branches, logs, rocks, mud. Pretty much the opposite of Carro! Anyway there were 5 main pieces, the ones I like most were a huge egg (5-6 meters) made out of chainsawed logs, interwoven quite intricately and a simple round room made out of interwoven branches with a tall cairn of balanced rocks in the centre (they didn' have anything to stick them together, but they had been carved a bit to aid the balancing)
After that we headed back to Tam and Karen's place (or is that Karen and Tam's?) for a yummy fish curry that Tam cooked, before heading out for 'the agricultural' for a few drinks. Jo caught up with us there and we went to the Tiki bar - an NZ night club apparently - where we danced the night away (till 2 at least) with Tam demonstrating his mastery of disco dancing, especially the 'banana salsa' (one hand on floor, one hand behind back, bend and straighten legs in time with music) and the 'ceiling jiggle'(one hand on low ceiling, bounce up and down). We all had a great night, capped off with a Subway, and then the bus home.
Woke at 10 on Sunday, pottered around before going to Argos to order a bed, desk, shelves and stereo. Feeling much poorer (though still pining after a Mac Mini... ) Jo called to ask if I wanted to go out for dinner, I said a few drinks would be good as I'd already started cooking a green curry.
So I met up with her and her best friend ever Bron and (eventually) Valerio, her Italian friend from Copenhagen. We drank 3 bottles of wine before returning to Jo's flat where we finished off 1/2 a bottle of Apricot schnapps between us, and danced in her kitchen, and sang a lot, much to her flat mates consternation (and amusement). Made it home by 1:30.
Yesterday I felt really bad - I'd drunk lots of water but hadn't helped as much as I would have liked (I must have had some kind of luggie because I was feeling ill in other ways too). I struggled to work, catching the tube. as I was waiting for 9:30 to tick over so I could get a travel card a very kind woman came and gave me hers! Thank you strange woman!
Got a little work done.
Then last night I went to see Badlands with Martin Sheen and Sissy Spacek, which I enjoyed quite a bit.
And now it's today
The weekend just past was a somewhat hectic one, in fact it took me Monday to recover, hence the late posting.
Friday night I hung around at work until 6:30, and then rushed off to the Barbican - ended up walking so I didn't have to stay at work for as long. Once I'd deciphered the rats nest that is the Barbican I managed to see their production of "The Plough and the Stars", a 1926 play about the 1915 Irish revolution. (See reviews on my other blog)
Saturday I rushed from the house to catch a film before catching up with Tam. The films all started a bit later than had I hoped, so I wandered around trying desperately to stave off my pangs for a Mac Mini (they're really nice... want one!). Anyway, I ended up seeing Meet the Fockers, which was a very different film from what I thought it would be, and encourage other people to see it so they can tell me that I intellectualize things too much :)
Caught up with Tam and Karen, luckily we were both running late, at Tate Britain. We went to see an exhibition of the sculpture Antony Carro, he does huge metal sculptures (and some smaller ones) that I didn't mind. The most intriguing were some balanced 'table sculptures', with half the sculpture hanging off the edge of the table. All the sculptures had an amazing fluidity to them, quite impressive.
To kill time :) we then went down the river to the Andy Goldsworthy installation. He does sculptures using natural things; branches, logs, rocks, mud. Pretty much the opposite of Carro! Anyway there were 5 main pieces, the ones I like most were a huge egg (5-6 meters) made out of chainsawed logs, interwoven quite intricately and a simple round room made out of interwoven branches with a tall cairn of balanced rocks in the centre (they didn' have anything to stick them together, but they had been carved a bit to aid the balancing)
After that we headed back to Tam and Karen's place (or is that Karen and Tam's?) for a yummy fish curry that Tam cooked, before heading out for 'the agricultural' for a few drinks. Jo caught up with us there and we went to the Tiki bar - an NZ night club apparently - where we danced the night away (till 2 at least) with Tam demonstrating his mastery of disco dancing, especially the 'banana salsa' (one hand on floor, one hand behind back, bend and straighten legs in time with music) and the 'ceiling jiggle'(one hand on low ceiling, bounce up and down). We all had a great night, capped off with a Subway, and then the bus home.
Woke at 10 on Sunday, pottered around before going to Argos to order a bed, desk, shelves and stereo. Feeling much poorer (though still pining after a Mac Mini... ) Jo called to ask if I wanted to go out for dinner, I said a few drinks would be good as I'd already started cooking a green curry.
So I met up with her and her best friend ever Bron and (eventually) Valerio, her Italian friend from Copenhagen. We drank 3 bottles of wine before returning to Jo's flat where we finished off 1/2 a bottle of Apricot schnapps between us, and danced in her kitchen, and sang a lot, much to her flat mates consternation (and amusement). Made it home by 1:30.
Yesterday I felt really bad - I'd drunk lots of water but hadn't helped as much as I would have liked (I must have had some kind of luggie because I was feeling ill in other ways too). I struggled to work, catching the tube. as I was waiting for 9:30 to tick over so I could get a travel card a very kind woman came and gave me hers! Thank you strange woman!
Got a little work done.
Then last night I went to see Badlands with Martin Sheen and Sissy Spacek, which I enjoyed quite a bit.
And now it's today
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