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Friday, 19 September 2008

  • Holiday Diary: Day Three

    (picture from the Boat of Garten railway station)

    Boat of Garten:

    The village of Boat of Garten, (where we stayed for the week) is a gorgeous little place situated  a few miles outside the town of Aviemore.  We’ve stayed in BoG for the past few years now and I never tire of this small peaceful village.  It’s the type of place where everyone is friendly, offers you a hello as you pass by and everyone know everyone.  It has a forest next to it with lovely walks to pass time away in, and a railway line running through  on which old Steam Trains run.  The railways station itself is a very picturesque old fashioned place and nice to sit by to watch the trains running by.


    (picture from the walks through Boat of Garten woods)


    Aviemore itself isn’t a very huge town, quite a large living area but the shops are basic to say the least and more designed towards the tourist or the winter sports/hiking variety of people who pass through.  On every side you’re surrounded by mountain ranges, the beautiful Cairn on one side in the distance showing off their majestic beauty.

    After a walk in the morning through the forest, we headed for Inverness, for an afternoon of shopping.   Nothing much to report on that score, shopping is shopping, a much loved past time of mine, even more so on holiday because I’m a saver, I like to save my money and then buy myself things, rather than just buy buy buy constantly.

    After shopping we went bowling.  I like the bowling alley  they have in Inverness, though it’s not everyone kind of place.  They all claim the alley’s are smaller than the one’s were used to playing on  and that’s why they play badly.  Personally I just think it’s because they hate to lose haha.

    And then it was on to Borders. 

    Lau and I were very happy at this prospect, because we love Borders.  Why? You ask, well for me it’s a combination of two things…

    1) It’s filled to the brim with every category of books, especially a very large, very extensive Classics section.

    2) Starbucks.

    For Lau it’s more just the books!

    So yes, after a long perusal through the classics section, I ended up buying:

    Wives and Daughters by Elizabeth Gaskell
    Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Bronte
    The Enchanted Castle  by E.Nesbit

    And I treated myself to a new copy of ‘To Kill a Mockingbird’ considering my last copy has fallen to bits after my reading it so many times.

    There were so many others I wanted  to buy, but I’m growing slowly infuriated by the price of books lately.  I’m not always totally sold of paying £8 for a story I may end up not enjoying.

    I was searching for the new ‘Vanity Fair Portraits’ book but I’d have to order it in especially so it’s going on the Christmas list for now.

    And that was it for day three.  I spent plenty of cash, bought clothes, books and cups and cups of coffee. 


Wednesday, 17 September 2008

  • Holiday: Day Two

    (view from the walk on the Cairngorm Mountains)

    The Accommodation :

    Four Bedrooms, three bathrooms, two living rooms (utility room, kitchen and dining area), perfect for five gals and four guys and no arguments over what to watch every night.  The house was pleasant, a little old fashioned and the family photos were a little freaky but each to their own.  It's was a great size for all of us to fit into.

    Oh and it had plenty of books (which meant myself and Lau were very happy).  No matter that I'd went armed with 'North and South' and 'The Forgotten Garden' and bought five books whilst I was away.  I still managed to find myself a book to read from the shelves, though I didn't get it finished and now must make a trip to the library to get it and find out what happens to Moll and Alfie, but I digress.

    Also, and this had us all rather bemused, the place was filled with packs of playing cards, at least seven or eight which we kept finding in drawers or on shelves.  As you can imagine, time was filled in by playing various cards games, from numerous amounts of patience games, to more fun stuff like 'Go Fish' and one which became a favourite, two or three pack snap (each person gets a pack of cards and the race is one to win all of them).   None of us ever seemed to be in the mood to play more serious games such as black jack, poker etc etc.  Though Lau and I were wanting to learn to rules of 'Whist'.  You see, being fans of the classics we figures because they were always playing games of 'Whist' whilst having a good gossip we should at least learn the rules and understand what's going on.  Unfortunately nobody else seemed interested in learning (and reading through the rules it all seemed a little confusing), the argument of telling people that everyone from 'Lizzie Bennet' to 'Hornblower' played Whist didn't really assuage them to our cause, so we have been left still wondering how Whist is played.

    The Cairngorms:

    (Me on the left, with little sis Jess)

    The second day graced us with some delightful weather. Considering in the last few months we've seen little of the sunshine and more often than not drowned like rats by varying degrees of downpour, we were up for getting out and enjoying the weather, so up the mountains we went. Driving of course, none of us are of the 'Mountaineering' kind.  I love going up the 'Cairn', the scenery is beautiful up there and they have some nice walks to toddle around.  It was an extremely clear day and we could see for miles, down over Aviemore where we stayed just outside of as well as Loch Insch where you can go and do a lot of different watersports.  After a walk in beautiful sunshine, (we didn't even need our coats or scarves like we usually do) we had a quick cuppa in the cafe there.

    (view from the Cairngorm Mountains)

    Seeing as the weather seemed to be sticking around, we decided on Canoeing for the afternoon.

    Canoeing:

    The lads had done canoeing before, but for us gals, it was anew experience.  This was evident when we manned our boats and went where no twenty eight year old mature ladies have gone before, round and round in circles in the middle of the Loch in absolute hysterics.  I've not laughed so hard or so much in a loooong time. If I wasn't laughing then Rache was or vice versa so we couldn't get very far very quickly.  Jess and Liz seemed to be in the same predicament.  Eventually when we stopped going in circles, we end up in a zig zag motion. The lads sort of gave up on us and went on their merry way whilst we muddled about on a quiet part of the river leading off from the Loch.    I pondered on how the children of adventure stories from my childhood really did so well with such an activity.  If Julian, Dick, Anne and George could man a boat, then by golly so could we.  Such determination didn't make us go in a straight line but we did have a laugh about it.

    It wasn't until the nearing of the end of the hour when we started back for the beach to moor the canoes that Rache and I got into a rhythm and started moving in a straight line.  Unfortunately it was whilst we rowed backwards, so not only were we dissolved into fits of giggles but we couldn't even see where we were going because we were rowing backwards and extremely tired from it.  Still, it was the greatest fun and I am sooo going canoeing again!  And at least we stayed dry and didn't topple the canoe over!


Sunday, 14 September 2008

  • Holiday: Day One


    Day One: Train Journey

    Being unable to get the Saturday off from work, I travelled up on the Sunday by train rather than by mini bus with everyone else. There are pro's and con's to this, Pro: I don't have to squeeze into a tiny seat surrounded by eight or nine peoples pieces of luggage. Con: I have to pay for a train ticket, and seeing as something went wrong with the booking, ended up paying more than I thought I would. But setting the ticket problem aside, I love travelling by train. If tickets were cheaper I'd travel train more and get myself around the country. When we left Newcastle, the further up country we got the darker the clouds grew. But the dark clouds didn't detract from the beauty of the countryside, first through Northumberland and then into Scotland. That's the great thing about England, putting the weather aside, the landscape is beautiful to behold.


    Aside for a few stops along the way to let other trains by, the ride went smoothly. I usually go armed with books, Ipod, PSP, magazine but I always end up just sitting back watching the world go by. Scotland's beauty is breathtaking and it's hard not be captivated by it when you're suddenly surrounded by mountain ranges on either side of you. The various heathers create a patchwork of sorts over the land and up the mountain sides into the craggy grey rocks faces racing up to the peaks.

    Between Perth and Kingussie we had to pause on the tracks for about fifteen minutes due to another train coming down the other track. Where we stopped was a glorious landscape, the kind you see artists capture in their paintings. The rain had cleared up and the grey skies were letting through rays of the hidden sun behind them. The land was flat outstretching from the train tracks and a Loch glistened like a mirror as the light hit it. Sloping mountains rose up from it, with a house in the distance nestled at the foot of it. I could have easily pitched a tent (if I enjoyed camping) and stayed there for the week. It's the kind of view which inspires you to write, which is exactly what I did once I dragged my eyes from the view.

    I've been travelling to Scotland for holidays ever since I was a child, and the beauty and inspiration of the country never gets old. It's simply stunning and I don't have to pay thousands of pounds to get there and enjoy it. I found myself looking at the other patrons of the carriage, some were busy pouring over books, some had their laptops out, doing some work or other. A man a few seats ahead of me on the opposite side was tuned into his laptop via his headphones watching an episode of West Wing. I wondered if they ever took care to look outside at the natural beauty of the world or if they just enjoyed seeing it pass by them in a blur.

    As we pulled through Kingussie and headed for Aviemore it had started to get dark, the mountains ranges rose up like giant thick set shadows amidst the setting in twilight. I was a little disappointed the trip was over but was ready to start my holiday. I had arrived.

Saturday, 05 July 2008

  • Film Review - Barefoot in the Park


    After watching the Wimbledon highlights last night (too see the King and the Matador go through to the final in straight sets...WHOOP) me and my ma were channel surfing for something else to watch.  I was about to go grab my DVD cases when 'Barefoot in the Park' came on Sky Classics.  I'd never seen it before but being a Robert Redford fan I was up for watching it and my ma wasn't bothered either.

    It's a hilarious movie, one which I'm glad to have sat down to watch.  The kind of comedy classic that doesn't lose it's edge over the years, although we were both sitting going 'Wow...look how young they are' (and still both gorgeous as ever now).  I've not watched many Jane Fonda movies, but after watching this I could be spurred on to see others.

    It's a basic story, two newlyweds settling into their first apartment together.

    Which just happens to be on the sixth floor.

    Consists of three basic rooms of very small size (they have to sleep on a 'large' single bed).

    Has no heating.

    Has tennants of questionable background and social lives.

    Oh and their neighbour on occasion has to use their bedroom window to climb out onto the roof in order to get
     into his attic apartment if he happens to be locked out for failure to pay his rent.

    The comedy fare this all throws at you has you laughing with tears running down your face.  Fonda and Redford both has some brilliant comedy scenes and lines but not only that, the support cast of Charles Boyer as Victor Valesco (the neighbour) and Mildred Natwick as Ethel Banks (Fonda's characters mother) lend so much to the running of the movie and the comedy antics.

    Running gags ensue throughout the movie yet they don't become boring just flesh it out more.   And throughout we see the two newlyweds realising that married life isn't always going to be like the first six days in the Plaza Hotel room (of which they never exited throughout their stay).

    If anyone hasn't seen this movie, I'd certainly recommend if you like your comedies.

    For me I'm off to see where I can buy it, definitely one to be owned.



          

Sunday, 29 June 2008

  • People say smoking is a choice. But if you’re addicted to something, doesn’t that rule o

    Yes it's still a choice.  'Everything we do is a choice' (to coin an overused phrase from one of my favourite shows).  Considering the amount of information out there now about the risks of smoking, what it can do to a persons body as well as those around them who are second hand smoking from their habit there can be no excuse by anyone to say 'I'm an addict'.  You made the chocie to light up that first cigarette.

    A smoker MADE the chocie to start smoking, be it because they wanted to or because they were 'pressured' into it (which I find a pitiful excuse to risk your entire life on).

    They say that an addict has to hit rock bottom before they can help themselves onto the ladder of their recoverry, whatever the addiction.  Thus a choice is made, although their addiction has taken them to the lowest of depths in order for them mentally to say enough is enough.

    Saying your an 'addict' with smoking is just an excuse, because many 'addicts' of whatevrer their vice overcome them everyday.  True there should be more done about different addictions and more help given but the smoker has to make that choice in their mind that enough is enough.

    If the question is in regards to someone JUST starting out smoking then there's no addiction there in the first place, thus they make the descison of their own free will, thus a choice is made.
       

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