blood_winged: (USxUK - Comfort)
Last night, I went out with the family for dinner. I'm not much of a staying-out-drinking kind of person so I came home after we'd eaten (at about 6pm) and wrote the first chapter of my [ profile] usxuk Secret Santa fic for [ profile] arakni666 (and the fact that it was well received was also a nice gift). I'll be doing the second chapter today and the final one tomorrow. My sleeping patterns have been a bit off for the past few days so by 9pm I was feeling a bit meh and sitting in my room drinking Baileys. When the rest of the family got home, mother and Amy were rather squiffy, not to the point of being annoying but definitely to the point of everything they said being absolutely hilarious (two classic quotes from the night from my mother - 'Old people are beige' and 'Old people don't go on Facebook').

From not feeling terribly festive last night once I got home, I woke up in a rather good mood and got up once I heard movement downstairs. I've noticed as I've got older that my 'haul' of gifts has got smaller, but I've also noticed that I don't really mind. My Christmas has been staggered over two days for as long as I can remember - on Christmas Day we (my sister and I) get our gifts from my mum, stepdad, each other, and various relatives/friends of the family, and on Boxing Day we get our gifts from our dad and that side of the family, though they mostly stopped giving presents several years ago. :1

Anyway, on to the gifts. I took pictures of some of them, but not all, because I don't really need to take a picture in order to explain a pair of socks. Speaking of socks, I got two pairs of fluffy purple ones. I rather like fluffy socks since I don't leave the house that often and they're better for keeping my feet warm. I also got a scarf, and two jumper-cardigan-thickandwarm-type-things that I will now wear the heck out of until mum decides she hates them and buys me new ones next year in an effort to make me get rid of them. I also got a onesie. Ehehe. I will be taking that to Iceland. I have some bracelets and some fudge, and some nice smelling spray stuff that will probably last me forever because I don't really use it that often.

On to the things I took photos of.

From my sister, I got these two things. A mug shaped like a moose (the top comes off) and some hot chocolate, and a Union Jack hot water bottle cover (plus hot water bottle), which is just awesome 8D

From my friend Kitten, I got a Union Jack teacup and saucer set~ It was terribly unfortunate that one of the saucers managed to break while it was on its way but I don't much mind since I'm only actually using one of them, the rest are being kept nice and safe in the box.

Mother managed to do quite well with DVDs and such this year.

From my dear friend Ammy, I got these two lovely things, which I'm almost wary of actually taking anywhere for fear of losing them.

Lastly, [ profile] iiluov got me a TY Beanie Baby, after I found it online. I had it when I was much younger, and I have no idea where or how I managed to lose it, but now I have another <3

I'll likely do another entry tomorrow when I have all my presents from my dad, as well as (finally) a new laptop that actually works, which dad has been taking care of for me.
blood_winged: (Romania #3)
The fact that my 'leave a comment' link is now cut in half is bugging me. Does anyone with any HTML knowledge want to check through my layout code and see if there's any way to fix it? :T I've looked myself but my HTML know-how is very limited and I have absolutely no clue what I'm looking at.

The faulty laptop that I've spent the past week trying to return has now gone. The courier came for it yesterday, and I would have posted about it then but for some reason that I don't understand I was up all night and too tired to put together my thoughts to type up an entry. I have a receipt, but hopefully that's the end of it and I can get my refund then give dad the money I owe HIM for getting me a laptop that actually works. I'd love to know what happened to that one that it managed to break like that. I have the feeling it might have been roughed up a bit in the van when it was being delivered.

On Monday, I went to Bolton with mum and Amy to see a play, and managed to fall over within two minutes of getting out of the car. The most awful part wasn't the hitting the ground, or the entire right side of my jeans being soaked with ice-cold water, or my sore hip, it was feeling my foot go out from under me and knowing I was going to fall. I hate that feeling. I suppose I was lucky, I could have smacked my head off the floor or broken a bone, but as it was I was just wet and cold and embarrassed. I'm thinking though that I might have fallen a bit harder than I first thought, since my shoulder has been aching since yesterday and the side of my hand keeps twinging. I can still bend my fingers so it's probably not serious, but still. Muh.

I hate falling over.

Mum, John and Amy went to see the new Sherlock film last night. I didn't, because I'm not really that interested, and they didn't seem very taken with it. Amy was getting bored before it finished. I've not really been that impressed with any modern adaptations of Sherlock Holmes though, so I'm not really surprised.

I got a nice surprise in the mail yesterday, too! A letter from [ profile] ishilde, which I have duly written a reply to and I will be sending that off as soon as I can find a stamp. Hopefully the Xmas post won't slow it up too much :T I love getting letters. I also have my Xmas present from [ profile] iiluov, which is a long-since retired TY Beanie Baby that I had as a kid and managed to lose somehow, probably in one of my mum's clear-outs. It might be silly for a 23 year old to miss a toy but I don't care :T

I'm staying in my room today. My stomach hasn't been quite right since last night and I still feel a bit icky. Bluh.
blood_winged: (FrancexSpain - Close)
I've agreed to do a reverse bungee. It will be taking place on November 13th. My boyfriend [ profile] lemmi162 will be there to watch, as will my dad [ profile] pushkingram if he can stay over on the Saturday night since he'll be here anyway.

Why did I agree to this?


In other news, MY BOYFRIEND IS COMING OVER. I don't talk about him much, and I ought to. His name is Darren, and he's from Reno, Nevada, and we're finally going to meet when he comes over to England for a week and a half next month. >O<;;

Mum seems to be in a much better mood now that me and Amy have taken on cleaning the house. I'm not minding this at all since cleaning doesn't take much effort and it makes my life easier if she's not breathing down my neck because she thinks I'm being lazy.

I had to clean my goldfish's tank again today (after about three days) because there was a load of random white fluffy stuff clinging to everything. I'm not sure what it is but it seems to be a kind of fungus that's caused by decaying material in the tank - namely plants and food. Since the tank is cleaned regularly the plants aren't dying and any bits that are stuck in the gravel get removed, so I can only assume that it's because my stepdad is overfeeding the poor thing and it's leaving food on the bottom which then is causing the fungus. Lovely. I'm going to be keeping an eye on the tank to make sure it doesn't come back.

It's getting to winter now and it's growing cold. At the moment it's 10 degrees outside (that's 50F) which may not seem that cold to a lot of people but when you live in a temperate climate it's sliding to the lower end of uncomfortable. What's more uncomfortable, however, is not the fact that it's cold outside, but when it's cold outside it's also cold inside. My bedroom, and my sister's, are located in a dormer and when it was built it didn't really get amazing insulation, as well as having a flat roof. So, the rooms lose heat. Quickly. I'm not looking forward to this winter. Ironically, in summer it's the complete opposite and the rooms hold in the heat like a furnace.

Plotbunnies are coming in thick and fast these days. Right now I have 25 fics on my prompts left to do, and four chapterfics. One of them is new, an idea given to me by something my bestu [ profile] berwaldox said. It's been a while since I've had a France/Scotland idea, but while RPing with her, something that her Scotland said caught my eye - "He's come back to me like I always said he would" or something to that effect. I'm going to see what I can make of it but it's likely going to be a short chapterfic with some matchmaking. I do like France/Scotland.


Sep. 17th, 2011 01:16 pm
blood_winged: (America - Looking Up)
I'm hoping that today is going to be one of those days when I get a lot of things done. I'm already off to a good start, and it's only just gone 1pm. Mother will be home on Monday, and John and I have decided against telling her about my horrendous sleeping habits this week because I know she wouldn't be impressed in the slightest.

Thanking very much to [ profile] haro for giving me an invite code so I could finally set up a dreamwidth account like I'd been intending to for a while - since the last major LJ outage, actually. I think I still prefer LJ so I won't be moving over there, unless I can find a way to make it look how I want it to, but it will serve well as a backup until I decide to shift. Even then I'll likely still be using LJ. I'm a complicated person.

My Dreamwidth is here if anyone with it would like to add me. o3o

I've had a good turnout to the last meme I posted, even if Franada isn't really my thing and neither is SweNor.. looking at YOU, [ profile] chiisana00.. I haven't been asked to do anything that I really object to. Which is nice.

It's been raining all day.

How is everyone? o3o
blood_winged: (England&Scotland - Sleep)
I don't tend to miss people, unless there's no chance that I can get in touch with them. Sometimes I miss my dad. Right now, my mum and sister are away in Majorca and while I don't particularly miss my sister (sorry Amy =P) I have realised today that I do miss my mum. I didn't get to say a proper goodbye to her since I was stuck in the bathroom with a stomach ache and I'm currently wearing her dressing gown because it smells like her. As nice as it has been to have the option to just.. sleep when I want to.. because John doesn't bug me about when I'm asleep.. I still miss my mum.

I've started shipping Mexico/Canada. What is this.

Oh, and a meme. Stolen, naturally.

Alphabet Prompt Meme.

Basically just give me a prompt starting with any letter of the alphabet and I'll write you a drabble about it. You can pick a pairing if you like, but I will reserve my right to refuse it. Please no nyotalia.

Fandoms: Axis Powers: Hetalia, Pandora Hearts, Ghost in the Shell, Fushigi Yuugi, Homestuck, Assassin's Creed (1, 2 & Brotherhood), Fable (1 - 3), The Lord of the Rings, The Vampire Chronicles.

A - Art [Mexico/Canada] ([ profile] mamamia12347)
B - Bewitch [Spain/US/UK] ([ profile] anisaex)
C - College [US/UK] ([ profile] mamamia12347)
D - Dance [France/Canada] ([ profile] medev)
E - Extortion [Spain/UK] ([ profile] anisaex)
F - Fluff [Sweden/Norway] ([ profile] chiisana00)
G - Gardening [France/Spain] ([ profile] berwaldox)
H - "Hello" - Martin Solveig [France/Canada] ([ profile] mamamia12347)
I - 'I want to tell you something' [Sweden/Norway] ([ profile] chiisana00)
J -
K - Kiss [Sweden/Norway] ([ profile] chiisana00)
L - Lights [Denmark/Norway] ([ profile] mamamia12347)
M - Music [US/UK] ([ profile] mamamia12347)
N -
O -
P - Poison [Spain/UK] ([ profile] anisaex)
Q -
R - Ring [Denmark/Norway] ([ profile] anisaex)
S - Staring [Sweden/Norway] ([ profile] chiisana00)
T - Tears [US/UK] ([ profile] medev)
U - 'Us against the world' [US/UK] ([ profile] anisaex)
V - Voice [US/UK] ([ profile] medev)
W - Waterpark [Prussia/UK] ([ profile] berwaldox)
X -
Y -
Z - Zookeepers [US/UK] ([ profile] nasty_show)

Pick as many letters/words/prompts as you want. There are no limits (within reason, please). I know I have a bad history of not actually finishing these things but I am really going to try this time xD


Jul. 24th, 2011 03:31 pm
blood_winged: (England - Chair)
Today, after an hour and a half of sleep after watching the news reports about the Norwegian bombing and shooting repeat every half an hour until I had to switch it off, I got up and went with my parents to Southport for the 2011 Air Show. We drove to Daisy Hill train station and took the train across to Southport, I had to fight for the entire way not to kill everybody in the carriage, since I was tired and crabby and the train was very crowded. Once we got there and out I was fine, and mother is far more understanding of my moods than she used to be and knew that had been rather difficult for me to handle.

HUGE entry under the cut. )
blood_winged: (EnglandxJapan - Parasol)
My stepdad ate my bar of chocolate the other night. The following night he came home with TWO bars that he'd got on the cheap because the shopkeeper had dropped them on the floor while unpacking them and ripped the foil. All I have to do is just not eat the ends that got floor'd. Mother keeps telling him not to buy us so much chocolate and he always says he'll stop but he's not gonna. xD

Tinypic needs to stop deleting my icons. Every time I post a large amount of icons at once I have to keep checking for a couple of weeks afterwards to make sure that one or two of them haven't been randomly removed. If it keeps happening I'll switch back to photobucket. Sod 'em.

I have a feeling that the fish are dying. They've been out of sorts for a couple of days and have spent most of today just floating in the tank. The shubunkin has a rather tatty tail and the goldfish just doesn't look right, but I can't put my finger on why. I think by tomorrow they'll either be better or dead. Not sure what to think, really, and a little bit miffed because god knows I've been doing my best to take care of them and it's only been three weeks since they went into the new tank. Sigh. I know they're just fish but they're my fish and just.. buh.

Working on the 20th of 28 themed fics for the [ profile] usxuk summer event. This one ('Supernatural'), if it plays out, is going to be quite a decent length. Which is why I'm trying to start it now and not leave it so late that I fall asleep and have to finish it in the morning. I don't plan to miss another deadline. I've had one energy drink today and there's another in the fridge because [ profile] berwaldox is pulling an all nighter today and I don't plan to fall asleep at 11pm like I keep doing lately. It's annoying and I want it to stop.

This weekend there's an air show on in Southport. The Red Arrows are flying, as well as the Battle of Britain memorial flight and a tonne of other things. I want to go, but the only problem is getting up at about 8am on a Saturday, and then not complaining all day. It's not as if it'd be difficult for me to get home if I got bored, but it's still a pain. There's gonna be some heritage aircraft there and some Bucker Jungmann aircraft on display, which I kinda really would like to see (and take pictures of). There's just the matter of... getting up. =~=

I hope that everyone on my dear flist is doing well! Much love.


Jul. 14th, 2011 12:18 pm
blood_winged: (Egypt)
I am sitting in my bedroom, watching the thermometer creeping slowly closer to 27 degrees, feeling rather uncomfortable already and it- (sod it, I moved downstairs. In the middle of an entry. I'm that hipster).


I'm now sitting in the dining room watching my parents do the garden and I'm drinking instant tea because we've run out of teabags. I don't know why I didn't just go and get some of my loose leaf tea from upstairs but mum said it wasn't too bad tasting. Well... it's not disgusting, but it reminds me of camping for reasons I can't explain and it's not something I'd choose to drink. I might have to get some Baroness Grey down me before the day is out, I've grown quite a fondness for that tea though I might try putting a little sugar in it. It's a tad too tart.

Mum pulled a carrot up today. Well, she pulled up four but only one of them was really worth a mention. This one.

Look at that. Look how freaky that is.

I have nothing more to say 8|
blood_winged: (Norway & Iceland)
Hmm, well.

Yesterday, I went out with my dad (as I do every month) and he very much approved of the blu-ray films that he got for his father's day present. As for my step-dad, well, he didn't ask for anything, so he has no right to get pissy when he doesn't get anything. I felt kind of bad so I went with him to the shop and got him a bottle of cider. It was cheap but hey it's the thought that counts right? Yes. Back to the day... Saw my dad, and we went to a nice pub - I had grilled salmon, rather than the burger I was going to have, because Amy told me that we were going to have a barbeque when we got home.

Apparently my cousin Alex has destroyed yet another mobile phone, his fifth in the past two years. I don't know how he keeps doing it but if he were my kid I'd stop giving them to him. My other cousin, Sam, is on report at his school. While we were at my aunt Jo's (his mum), my aunt Janet (Alex's mum) was reading through his report book. Most of it is good, but at least once or twice a week it seems, he gets into trouble for not listening, for disrupting the class, and generally being a nuisance. Two things which stuck out most in my mind were one report of him and two others (I think) pushing another kid over and kicking him, and another of him filling all the sinks in the boy's toilets and locking all the cubicle doors.

Sam is five years old.

Though I can't say that it came as a surprise. He's frequently ignoring what his mum tells him to do, though personally I don't think she does enough to stop him from doing it. She'll make threats but he'll have to really push her to get them carried out. While we were at the pub having dinner he kept running a toy car off the table. He was told if he did it again he'd have it taken off him, so instead it came shooting toward me. I confiscated it. Granted I was pretty tired and he was being noisy enough for me to want to throttle him, but I won't tolerate that kind of behaviour. Quite frankly I wish I could do more to tell him off but he's not my kid so I don't really have that right. Eh.

When we got back we had a barbeque, though I didn't eat much because of the big meal I had at lunch. Apparently when my step-dad opened the barbeque there was a burger still in there from last year... and it was blue... I'm so glad I didn't see that or I might have had reservations about eating anything that was cooked on that thing no matter how much it'd been cleaned. Ben was freaking out over the smoke like he always does, though this time he was far worse than he'd ever been before. He wouldn't dare come outside, or even anywhere near the back door but he wanted the food that we had, so he kept barking. I don't understand him sometimes.

Then I had an early night, because I was bloody knackered, so I woke up at about half past nine and gave my parents the shock of seeing me up in the AM, before they and my sister buggered off to the gym. Me, I don't go to the gym. I'm too lazy and really, I can't afford to lose the weight.

While they were out I went into the garden, which kind of looks like a garden centre at the moment with how many flowers there are, and I took a few photos though there's only one that I really like.

This one )

Really love that.

Oh yes, I graduate soon. On the 15th of July, in fact. I get to wear a gown and mortar board (funky hat ;D). These are the colours for my school and degree...

Purteh )

Only bad thing there is just to rent the damn thing is £40. Ripoff, I say!

So now, here I am, after having reeled off a shortfic so fluffy it made my teeth hurt, sitting listening to Take That. I'll just be off now. -thumbsup-
blood_winged: (Pocky England)
Well, yesterday and today, actually, but I just wanted to have some kind of intelligent title.

Yesterday, you might have noticed, I wasn't feeling that great. A large amount of FML was dumped on my head from the moment I woke up and realised that yet again I'd missed uni due to oversleeping. I might have got up and got out of the house for the visit to the Holocaust Museum that I had planned if it hadn't been for my mother coming into my room and giving me a lecture.

All that and more, below the cut. )
blood_winged: (Default)

And not a moment too soon as far as I'm concerned. This (*ehem*) holiday has served to remind me just why I don't spend so much time with my family - they drive me insane. Especially John. Especially. There are no words, so I'll just go ahead and give an account of what we did and so on, plus whining and so on, most of which won't be included when I put it in my dA journal because my mother reads that... =D


I don't believe that I have ever seen so many service stations on a single car journey. We arrived bang on 4pm and met the owner of the cottage where we're staying for the week. She seemed a little abrupt but I couldn't blame her, she'd only just finished cleaning up. 
As for the cottage itself, well, it isn't anything like the one in Scotland. Rather on the small side and Amy and I are practically sleeping in the same bed. At least the bathroom is a decent size.
Mum and John went for a walk to 'explore' Steeple Ashton. It didn't take long. I missed everything for the last 40 minutes of the journey - fell asleep - so I'll have to go have a nosey. Not today though.


Up early today to go to Longleat. We got called on this morning by Penny (the 'landlady') who apologised for being 'grumpy' yesterday. Apparently the people who had left the day we arrived had left quite a mess and she'd had to clean it all up. I don't blame her for being a bit grouchy. I mentioned that I liked churches and she said she could arrange a visit for me to watch the bellringers tomorrow. We used to go to the church when dad did his ringing. I said that sounded neat, so she said she'll ask whoever it is that would be able to give permission for that.

Longleat was fantastic - well worth the £23 per person to get in. We did the safari first, though the monkey section was closed (not that we would have gone through anyway - John wanted to keep the car intact). There were signs up everywhere saying not to feed or touch the animals so what I didn't expect half way 'round was a herd of tame fallow deer, where we were invited to buy cups of pellets and hand feed them. Probably won't ever have a chance like that again unless I go back to Longleat at some point. I intend to.
The animals didn't seem at all bothered about us. That probably makes them more dangerous, especially the lions and tigers. They'd just walk across the road in front of the cars. When we got to the wolves I expected them all to be hiding but no, the whole pack was lying right near the road and (I believe) the alpha male walked across right in front of our car. He was gorgeous. Grey and white and he just loped in front of the car to the other side of the road. I wish I could have got a photo but I think Amy did. I'll have to nab it off her if it's a good one. I didn't bring my camera with me because the lens is a bit buggered (because I point it at the sun too much), so I've been using my phone all week and my memory card has been protesting and removing itself from my phone. I should have brought my cable to link it to my laptop but I didn't think I'd be taking so many photos. I'll have to sort them out when I get home but it shouldn't be a problem.

After the safari we went to look at the rest. There was a huge house (where the very eccentric Lord lives), which we could go inside and look at. You never see houses like that unless they're on display (of sorts)... it's like the kind of thing that you see on TV but never think of as being real. We must have walked through about three different dining rooms. All seems a bit superfluous to me but I suppose if you have the money then spend it. They are a funny lot, though, the gentry. 
After the house we went on a few other things... John irritated the hell out of me by making that noise you make to call a cat over (that 'chh-chh-chh' sound) at every damn animal we saw. And I mean sure, for one or two, but when he does it at every damn animal it just gets stupid, and he looks stupid when he does it. I like to pretend I'm not with him at those times. Saves me snapping and telling him just how big of a moron I really think he is.

We went in the shops, because you have to go in the gift shops. Amy didn't have any money and I didn't get anything in the first one though I had my eye on a plush wolf. I like wolves. In the second shop I got a pen and a notebook with dragons on (both) and then went back to the first one and got the wolf I wanted. Amy snuck up on me - she wanted a plush tiger so I was going to get her one and surprise her with it - and she asked me for a bracelet instead, which was cheaper. So I looked at it, and then picked up the tiger too and got her both. Because I'm a lovely sister like that. And I got my wolf. Mum bought me a t-shirt with a wolf on it. It looks petable.

When we got back Penny came out to speak to us. Apparently I'm meeting the guy from the church at the gate tomorrow at quarter to ten. Just as well that today has been so knackering or I'd be up all night.


Got up at about 9am to go to the church. Left Amy in bed. The ringers were very nice and it took me back to when dad used to go. Apparently there's a lot of ringing groups around Manchester. I might have a look into that. Maybe.
When I got back mum and John went for a walk so I went as well. Would have been nice if it wasn't for the horseflies everywhere. I, not knowing what they were, let one land on me and asked mum what it was. She said 'it's a horsefly' and in that same instant I felt the little bastard bite me. Like a pinprick. I flicked it off me and I think I got it before it did any damage. Worst that'll happen is my arm swells up. I remember the state of mum when one bit her ear. It went all puffy and we had a doctor in the house and she fainted while he was looking at it.
I don't like horseflies.


Up early again, this time to go to London. I had no idea that it was Glastonbury week so the fact we had reserved seats made no difference at all. We were lucky to even get on the train. So we spent an hour and a half standing up surrounded by muddy people in wellingtons most of whom were asleep or falling asleep. I've never seen a person asleep standing up. I don't think some of them had slept for about three days. Apparently it's worth it, but staying awake that long would make me really ill. That horsefly bite has come up in a small red mark so I think I got it away before it managed to inject me with anything.
At Reading mum made the suggestion that we get off and walk to the other end of the carriage. I'm not sure she had a clear head on her - had she seen the amount of people falling asleep in front of the doors? I'd been the last on so they weren't getting off unless I did, so I refused. If we got off there was a good chance we wouldn't get back on again. Bugger that. Several people around us suddenly became chatty just as we got to London. I wished they'd been that talkative all the way there, it might have made the journey go faster. Though I did find out that Glastonbury costs about £175 on average... sounds pretty good value to me, so maybe I'll go next year.

We got to London at something past eleven and went straight to Camden. Mum p'd me off by faffing around with the ticket machine then had the nerve to get annoyed with me when I told her to move because there were people queueing behind us. I'd already told her what kind of ticket we needed. You'd think she'd never been on the underground before and John was second-guessing everything I said. I spent the better part of a weekend on the underground last October, I know what I'm doing.

Anyway. We got to Camden. The underground was roasting. You'd think they'd have better arrangements for when it gets so hot, it's not as if it's the first time that's happened. All they're doing is putting big fans on the major stations and giving out advice over the customer announcement thing. We had some lunch in Camden (I think it was the food bit that burned. There was loads more there the last time I saw it.), then I went to meet a couple of friends for a drink and mum, John and Amy went off to sight see and I got to sit in a nice cool pub with Joe and Robin, and Vikki when she turned up later. At about four I went to find the others and Robin came with me to Covent Gardens. I found them and he went, and Amy showed me her snazzy new coat.
John had wandered off to get a drink and he was gone for about half an hour. Turned out he'd gone off completely and walked half a mile to a Tesco Express without telling us. I'm pretty sure I was justified in being annoyed about that, then he got bitchy so I snapped back at him, and it was me who got shouted at. I took solace in the fact that Amy agreed that it wasn't my fault. I was nice to her (again) and bought her a drink because John had brought back water, when the whole damn family knows she doesn't drink it and he's lying when he says he doesn't know. Feh.

I would have gladly gone home at that point because he was being a tit but we walked around for a bit longer and I stayed to watch this guy who was singing. He was really good. We got to him just as he was starting Music of the Night and from the sound of him he should have been doing more than singing in the market square for coppers.
I walked off for a bit and found a guy balancing a mountain bike on his head. That was odd. So I went back 'round. The opera guy was singing Santa Lucia, and then he did the funniest thing I've seen in a while. Still singing, he walked through the tables to two women sat watching him, and swapped shoes with one of them, and got the other's cardigan and gave her his shirt, then he got the first woman, now wearing his shoes, up to dance with him. I was sat there giggling and half fearing that he'd come over to try and get some item of clothing off me. He didn't, thankfully, but my lord it was funny.

We'd run out of things to do, so we got something to eat, then went to the station to see when the next train back to Westbury was. Mum then ruined my day by being whiny and insisting we wait around for an hour and a half because she didn't want there to be the slimmest chance that she'd have to stand up on the way home. So we ended the day sitting in a random park, and I watched Amy playing Sudoku in the free paper I'd picked up earlier in the day. Nine hours is far too long to spend in London if you don't live there, especially when it's so hot.

So, after another knackering day I'd somehow been to London without buying anything. I'm not sure how I managed that. Though I do now have £30 because mum spent the same on Amy to buy her a coat/jacket. Yay. So I'll have to get Tom to take me to Camden on Saturday.


We were going to go to some place called Castle Coombe today, but after I expressed a wish to go and see an actual castle and not just a village that was named to sound like there was a castle there, we ended up going to Farleigh Hungerford. It would have been very boring if it wasn't for the free (yes, free =o) audio tour thing that we got. Good job we got them as well, so we ended up there for an hour instead of fifteen minutes. It was pretty interesting really. I have some photos, but I don't have the means to put them up yet so I'll have to do that when I get home. The crypt was unnaturally cold. It gave me the creeps just being down there. I mean sure, hot air rises and all but it shouldn't have been that cold.
It was a pretty short day out though, but I wouldn't have wanted to go off on a long trip again after London the day before. That would have been a bit much.


Ventured out once more, this time to Beaulieu (Byoo-Lee) motor museum (and abbey, and house, etc). Wasn't really worth what we paid to get in. John was disappointed. I went off on my own when we got there - I couldn't stand sitting next to John working his way through four sandwiches and a bottle of (diet, lol) coca cola with sweat dripping off his chin for a moment longer. It's disgusting. Ugh. Thinking about it makes me shudder. So I went off to explore the abbey, which is mostly ruined thanks to Henry VIII (cheers, jackass), but still very pretty. I didn't stay on my own for long because my phone was dying and I didn't want to end up not being able to find them, so I caught up to them and ended up going back up to the abbey because mum wanted to see it. Then we had a look at the house there and after that there wasn't much to do really, so we went to this otter and owl sanctuary and had a poke around there. John pissed me off with his stupid 'chh-chh'ing at the deer and I told him he sounded ridiculous, then I stopped and let them go on without me. He's like a bloody child I swear, you tell him one thing and he does another. I don't care if he's a grown man he acts like a three year old.
Anyway. When I finally set off I walked around a corner and came across another fallow deer following two people down the path. It was very tame and very cute, and let me pet it. Apparently it tried to eat mum's top. So the conclusion is that fallow deer are very friendly, but they will nom on you. They are also very petable.

The otters were just too cute though. Me and Amy went to watch them get fed and they were so noisy! They knew the keeper was coming and they were squeaking and mewing really loudly. There was a huge group of Oriental Small-clawed Otters, and a group of about eight Eurasian Otters, then two Giant Otters together. Too cute.

We got a pencil out of that one.


Last proper day, we went up to the White Horse at Westbury for a picnicky thing. It was very warm but there was a nice breeze so it wasn't too bad. We could hear this noise of a plane and John figured it must have been flying over Salisbury Plains, then it flew over us. It was a Tornado, apparently. Very noisy. Mum and John went off to have a nosey around the other side of the hill and Amy pointed out a 'plane', and when I looked it was so close and very quiet. John said it was a Hercules. It was huge! It went around the other side of the hill then came back, banked, and went back around the hill again. Apparently my uncle Andy used to come home from Cyprus in them.

The Horse itself was decent enough but it's a pity they covered it in concrete. It's all to protect it I suppose but I dunno, it seems a shame to me. I probably made my little exploration of the hills harder than it had to be by traipsing off in the wrong direction and ending up having to trudge through some nettles. I had 3/4 pants on, so my shins got a little bit stung. Was alright though.

We got my train ticket on the way back, because they've decided that it would be better to put me on a train to Reading than to drive there. Apparently it's cheaper to go via Bath so I'm doing that. I hate changing at stations but I have ten minutes to do it and Bath Spa is only two platforms. Good job too or I might get lost.


Out by 9:40, didn't even see the owners to say goodbye but I don't suppose it matters. I hopped on my train and had a screaming child in the seat in front all the way to Bath. I nearly got lost in Bath station but I did alright and got my train to Reading. Dad was a little late but he met me there and we went to his office.
Then (yay) after holding off all week Mother Nature decided to visit me with my monthly gift and I had horrific cramps all afternoon that I managed to get rid of with some ibuprofen. However that was some eight hours ago and it's most definitely wearing off.
We had cottage pie for tea, because I asked for it. It was yummy.

Off to London tomorrow.



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