Tulips of Amsterdam.
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1 day ago
17 February 2006
Amsterdam
Was lovely but very cold especially with the wind chill. This probably put some crimp on our time there, neither of us were in the mode for leisurely romantic walks along the canals as we wanted to be able to feel our faces afterwards.
The first day we had to equip ourselves with hats, scarves and I bought some tights to wear under my jeans, one of the best ways to keep warm in cold weather.
We took a canal boat trip which was good with the extra attraction of being under cover and could sit down. We spent a lot of time indoors, in cafés and bars either drinking a beer or a coffee or using the facilities because of all the coffee and beer we had drunk.
We walked past the flower market, a complete tourist trap no doubt but the buckets of tulips were a dash of brilliant colour that really stood out amongst the winter greyness.
The highlight for me was the Van Gogh museum. Not so much for Van Gogh I wasn't sure about his work before and now I know that I'm not a Hugh fan of it. Yes, he was very important I can see that and how he moved art on but it doesn't move me. My favourite painting there was a small Seurat they had. What made it such a wonderful museum was how they presented the work, that you could see it clearly even the most famous works such as the Sunflowers and the painting of his bedroom it was never too crowded. The building itself is stunning and the staff I thought were very good, yes we were carefully watched but treated like adults.
The other highlight was the meal we went for on Tuesday night, we had read about a restaurant in the Jordaan area Burger's Patio, an Italian restaurant that doesn't serve burgers. We had decided that we would wander around the Jordaan and happened on the restaurant luckily we were able to get a table. The food was superb I had leak and potato soup and then a casselet of duck leg, black pudding, beans and pork belly. Italian soul food, warming, - good considering the
weather outside.
Although Holland is not known for its cuisine it doesn't mean that there are not good restaurants and we didn't have a single duff meal while we were out there.
10 February 2006
Get Your Free Valentines Messenger Here!
More wonderful bobbins-ness from Electech: Love Pants - Ooh I say!
08 February 2006
Leaving Speech
I have to write a leaving speech about a friend of mine for next Friday.
She's given me some notes to work on but it's a bit dull dull dull. Not Anne's fault but most people's work careers are not exciting to describe. She has taken to the stage in scanty costume in Kiss Me Kate though while she was working here. Do you think I could re-phrase this as "Dancing
before a paying audience in her underwear"?
Update: because this has been a long term popular search I noted down some brief guidelines on writing leaving speeches here you are still going to have to write it yourself though
06 February 2006
The Weekend
Now I've recovered a bit more of an in detail breakdown of the weekend.
We've had a bit of a fun packed weekend. Starting Friday with a curry in King's Lynn as one of Becky's colleagues is leaving for a new job. Got to meet Mr Y who seems to be a nice chap and a fun time was had by all. If I could remember the name of the restaurant I would recommend it, the staff were friendly the food was good and they had a very good special offer which took the edge off the cost as well.
Saturday Bex drove down to London, we stayed at the Barbican Thistle so we had to go through parts of central London. I really enjoyed the driving through London. Normally when I visit London I'm on foot and I get to where I want to go by the tube, I rarely get taxis and almost never go on the bus. So travelling overground being able to see stuff was unusual, it also felt quite special driving through London ourselves. This hard to describe without sounding like a total country bumpkin "up in the big town" but London traffic is notoriously bad only those with no choice, the stupid and those who don't care it costs stupid amounts to park, when you can find a place to park, pay the congestion charge etc drive in central London normally. (Well that's on week days, weekends it's much better far fewer cars on the road the congestion charge doesn't apply and there is more free parking about.) The sensible thing to do is not to travel by car, honestly Ken doesn't want you to either. So to actually drive through the city past Threadneedle Street, under the Barbican Centre, along the South Bank, well, was a bit of a thrill because I don't do it often. The being in London bit I'm more blasé about I've done that often enough to know not to stare at the big crowds and gawp at the shiny baubles in the big shop windows ;-) Still impressed that the shops stay open past 5 pm though.
So that was me all thrilled up and it wasn't even 4.30 in the afternoon, we could have turned round and gone back to Lynn and I would have had a good weekend. But seeing as we had actually gone to the trouble of packing stuff to wear and would have still been charged for the hotel we didn't.
After a bit of food and shopping and a pre-getting-ready drink in the bar we got ready in plenty of time and then failed to take a single photograph of Bex all trannied up. Either in the hotel or at the club not a photo did we take.
Transmission - I was impressed by Transmission, the venue is about the right size, being on different floors meant it was possible to talk to people without having to shout. The drinks cost about what you would expect for London, there were enough seats the staff friendly. I didn't get the feeling that I'm being ripped off or exploited that I get at other places.
It was nice to see Connie Cox and Clarissa again and Bex knew loads of other people which was nice, it was really nice. I like it that there will be a chance that we will meet other people that we know, clubbing shouldn't be insular it shouldn't be "just about the music" I like it when you can socialise and dance. The atmosphere was friendly and the DJs Jasmine and Vicky were both good, far better than at Pink Punters and heads and shoulders above the standards at the local shag'n'shuffles in the towns near me. I'm not into dance music but even I know that Abba megamixes should not feature on DJs set list. So overall, if I was to invent a scoring system now, *ching* just done so - I would give Transmission a fab 7 1/2 out of 10.
Sunday we drove round London a bit more, finally found somewhere to park for free just round the back of Lambeth Palace and walked up to the Eye with a leisurely stop for a bacon buttie and a coffee. The Eye was fantastic, this is the second time I've done it and it still impresses the socks off me. The elegance of the engineering solutions and the sleek design combine to produce what must be one of the first wonders of the 21st Century (Pendants - I do know that it was built in the 1990s and the year it opened, 2000, was the last year of the 20th century but putting "the last wonders of the 20th Century" does not have the same ring does it?)
I didn't take any photos but Becky did you can look at them here.
So there you are what I did on my weekend by Jane aged 30something and 2/3 years.
We've had a bit of a fun packed weekend. Starting Friday with a curry in King's Lynn as one of Becky's colleagues is leaving for a new job. Got to meet Mr Y who seems to be a nice chap and a fun time was had by all. If I could remember the name of the restaurant I would recommend it, the staff were friendly the food was good and they had a very good special offer which took the edge off the cost as well.
Saturday Bex drove down to London, we stayed at the Barbican Thistle so we had to go through parts of central London. I really enjoyed the driving through London. Normally when I visit London I'm on foot and I get to where I want to go by the tube, I rarely get taxis and almost never go on the bus. So travelling overground being able to see stuff was unusual, it also felt quite special driving through London ourselves. This hard to describe without sounding like a total country bumpkin "up in the big town" but London traffic is notoriously bad only those with no choice, the stupid and those who don't care it costs stupid amounts to park, when you can find a place to park, pay the congestion charge etc drive in central London normally. (Well that's on week days, weekends it's much better far fewer cars on the road the congestion charge doesn't apply and there is more free parking about.) The sensible thing to do is not to travel by car, honestly Ken doesn't want you to either. So to actually drive through the city past Threadneedle Street, under the Barbican Centre, along the South Bank, well, was a bit of a thrill because I don't do it often. The being in London bit I'm more blasé about I've done that often enough to know not to stare at the big crowds and gawp at the shiny baubles in the big shop windows ;-) Still impressed that the shops stay open past 5 pm though.
So that was me all thrilled up and it wasn't even 4.30 in the afternoon, we could have turned round and gone back to Lynn and I would have had a good weekend. But seeing as we had actually gone to the trouble of packing stuff to wear and would have still been charged for the hotel we didn't.
After a bit of food and shopping and a pre-getting-ready drink in the bar we got ready in plenty of time and then failed to take a single photograph of Bex all trannied up. Either in the hotel or at the club not a photo did we take.
Transmission - I was impressed by Transmission, the venue is about the right size, being on different floors meant it was possible to talk to people without having to shout. The drinks cost about what you would expect for London, there were enough seats the staff friendly. I didn't get the feeling that I'm being ripped off or exploited that I get at other places.
It was nice to see Connie Cox and Clarissa again and Bex knew loads of other people which was nice, it was really nice. I like it that there will be a chance that we will meet other people that we know, clubbing shouldn't be insular it shouldn't be "just about the music" I like it when you can socialise and dance. The atmosphere was friendly and the DJs Jasmine and Vicky were both good, far better than at Pink Punters and heads and shoulders above the standards at the local shag'n'shuffles in the towns near me. I'm not into dance music but even I know that Abba megamixes should not feature on DJs set list. So overall, if I was to invent a scoring system now, *ching* just done so - I would give Transmission a fab 7 1/2 out of 10.
Sunday we drove round London a bit more, finally found somewhere to park for free just round the back of Lambeth Palace and walked up to the Eye with a leisurely stop for a bacon buttie and a coffee. The Eye was fantastic, this is the second time I've done it and it still impresses the socks off me. The elegance of the engineering solutions and the sleek design combine to produce what must be one of the first wonders of the 21st Century (Pendants - I do know that it was built in the 1990s and the year it opened, 2000, was the last year of the 20th century but putting "the last wonders of the 20th Century" does not have the same ring does it?)
I didn't take any photos but Becky did you can look at them here.
So there you are what I did on my weekend by Jane aged 30something and 2/3 years.
05 February 2006
What A Result!
Scotland 20 - France 16! Is it too much to hope that this a sign of resurgence for Scottish Rugby? Anyway what can I say but w00t. Unfortunately didn't get to watch the match on telly as Becky and I were driving back from London. We went to Transmission yesterday night, my first time there, and today we bimbled about on the South Bank and went on the London Eye.
I've just got back and I'm a bit jaded still so I'll leave it at that.
Til next time.
I've just got back and I'm a bit jaded still so I'll leave it at that.
Til next time.
03 February 2006
It Really Doesn't Matter If It's Raining Or If It's Fine...
Wyndham the Triffid has been exposed to the horrors of modern programming for small children. He's had a rough time of it, but these are the slings and arrows a modern father must face!
As I was reading his post, the natural cry of a media aware modern 30 something was to cry "Ah we had much better children's telly in my day" but the words got stuck in my throat. We didn't have better telly, not really and there was a lot less of it on the television as well. The cartoons were great Mr Benn, The Clangers, Ivor the Engine. Well I thought they were great and they probably are but I've seen them all so many times I think it is now impossible for me to be critically objective about them.
But there was a lot of rubbish on for children. First up most of the time we had to put up with this.
picture from meldrum.co.uk
There wasn't the daytime telly apart from schools programmes and the lunch time programmes so what we had was limited.
The live action programmes for small children were fairly dire two prime examples were Rainbow and Playschool.
Rainbow is crap, was crap. Being all post modern and ironic about it (a nasty habit which seems to have been invented just round about the time I was a student) isn't going to hide that it was poor, slightly creepy and unfunny. I didn't like it as a child - zippy was too cruel and I really didn't like the singers.
On the BBC you had Playschool Never liked it, too preachy and "nice children play like this" for me. I loathed and detested Hamble the doll don't know why now but I did.
However there was one programme that I loved, Playaway presented by Brian Cant it had guest stars on it, silly songs bad jokes and it looked like a lot of fun. Brian Cant was a one man entertainment system for the under 8s of Britain during the 60's 70's and the 80's.
As I was reading his post, the natural cry of a media aware modern 30 something was to cry "Ah we had much better children's telly in my day" but the words got stuck in my throat. We didn't have better telly, not really and there was a lot less of it on the television as well. The cartoons were great Mr Benn, The Clangers, Ivor the Engine. Well I thought they were great and they probably are but I've seen them all so many times I think it is now impossible for me to be critically objective about them.
But there was a lot of rubbish on for children. First up most of the time we had to put up with this.
picture from meldrum.co.uk
There wasn't the daytime telly apart from schools programmes and the lunch time programmes so what we had was limited.
The live action programmes for small children were fairly dire two prime examples were Rainbow and Playschool.
Rainbow is crap, was crap. Being all post modern and ironic about it (a nasty habit which seems to have been invented just round about the time I was a student) isn't going to hide that it was poor, slightly creepy and unfunny. I didn't like it as a child - zippy was too cruel and I really didn't like the singers.
On the BBC you had Playschool Never liked it, too preachy and "nice children play like this" for me. I loathed and detested Hamble the doll don't know why now but I did.
However there was one programme that I loved, Playaway presented by Brian Cant it had guest stars on it, silly songs bad jokes and it looked like a lot of fun. Brian Cant was a one man entertainment system for the under 8s of Britain during the 60's 70's and the 80's.
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