Without fail, when I get engrossed in modern British history, specifically anything from the late 70’s and the 80’s I must listen to The Smiths. Tonight I watched the Thatcher era installment of Andrew Marr’s History of Modern Britain and now here I am jamming out to This Charming Man. I quite enjoy being a nerd.
Posted some new photos on Flickr today. One new set of today’s snowfall. Spring weather at Christmas and winter weather at Easter. Oh England, you so cray-zeh!
Another new set for various London out and about shots. Snaps that don’t really fit into any other set but I still wanted them grouped. So there you go.
I was working in Newmarket today rather than at the office. For those who aren’t in the know, the first seven months of my IT career in England involved being on-site at a horse vet practice in Newmarket four days a week. Hence me living here. I can’t say I was completely over the moon about it and was rather pleased when I got relocated to working in our main office just south of Cambridge. At any rate, I was back there today filling in for a co-worker. I wanted to wander around at bit at lunch to take in as much fresh air as possible before going back to the tiny office.
One of my stops was WH Smith. I found myself in front of the travel section and one collection of books jumped out at me; Egypt. I picked up the Rough Guide to Egypt and leafed through it a bit. “I should get to Egypt sometime. I could get to Egypt sometime” I thought to myself. This may seem like a passing fancy like “blimey, let’s spend the day in Swindon”, but it has more weight to it than that. No offence to anyone with an undying desire to go to Swindon. You see, Egypt sparked my love of history.
I did a spot of traveling this past weekend. Saturday was spent in London where I took in a walking tour based around the works of William Hogarth, and namely his most famous piece “Gin Lane”. After that was some random rambling about including a walk down Whitechapel Road which I had never done before. So many dodgy phone card stands. Sunday I was off to Brighton. Yes it’s more of a summer thing, but seeing as winter doesn’t really happen here I think it’s all good. It was great to be beside the seaside. I didn’t get to spend as much time here as I had hoped due to a very sore right leg and ankle. Why it was so sore I’ll never know, but there we are. I think have to go back again, and take in more of the waters rather than just the splashed leg I got from getting a bit too close to the waves for a photo op. Go have a look-see at my photos of London and (mostly) Brighton over on Flickr