Okay, nearly ready.
I have no wellies and I can’t find my shoes but I think everything else is going well enough…
ARGH.
You know, aside from that, it has been made plainly clear to me of late that living in the US was actually a much less complicated life and that itself was not such a bad thing.
I must sleep now, I must, I must, I must. What else can I pack?
So gone here:
Back sometime Monday…maybe.
A most excellent night in the Tate Britain last night courtesy of the lovely people at Flickr & Yahoo. There was much schwag collected, many photos taken, stupid amounts of excitement and possibly some schoolchild levels of giggling when we got the books and found the photos. “Stop looking at the other photos, skip to ours!”
Now if you will just excuse me, I am in no way ready to go to Glastonbury tomorrow and I must continue my last minute panic.
Ah it’s now the weekend and I’m still not feeling great. I didn’t sleep very well last night and like an idiot I arranged for the moving company to get in early this morning to finally get rid of this extra box…and do you think they have shown up yet?
Although a large package from Amazon has shown up. While browsing for some collections of photography the other day, I appear to have gone slightly mad and bought them all. So a nice selection of National Geographic, Reuters, Life, uh Vogue portraits and some other more random collections. It has filled up, and in fact over-flowed what I like to call my “coffee table” book shelf. I’ll have to figure out what to do with the extras…once I finally get some furniture in.
So a somewhat massive weekend and indeed week ahead. Tonight is Jamie’s birthday which the annoying fucker has decreed is fancy dress. So I have a few hours left to figure out what the fuck to go as that will take little to no effort. The night promises to be heavy, I might hide the good whiskey somewhere so that we don’t charge into the flat late tonight and start sculling. That should be fun though, lots of good people out.
It does mean that tomorow must be a quiet day. Which isn’t so bad as I need to get going on my Glasto prep. It’s going to be a wet year so I suspect this actually means bringing wellies and having to pitch the tents in rain and worse mud. Ah well.
But before then, on Monday evening, is the Flickr book launch in the Tate Britain. I am looking forward to this a whole lot, aside from the books and the photos themselves, there is a varied selection of people coming out for it and I’m sure there shall be a drink afterwards. In the end they did select both of the wedding photos, so Andy and Ally feature twice with a shot from me and a shot from Kate. I’m amazed they did pick them both but it’s good news as hers was better than mine and I didn’t want to be cut!
So that’s Monday evening sorted. Tuesday will be last minute packing and then Wednesday we are off! It’ll be the first time I’ve had a lift there and back so that should be fun. I understand we have a bit of walking to do on the other end but sure with luck we’ll be around early enough on Wednesday afternoon to get a nice spot for the the tent and then, well then the week of the Cider Bus begins. Cannot wait!
I am in two minds as to what to do about cameras. I’d love to take my proper camera and selected kit but I’m worried about how much looking after of it I’d have to do. I do still my old pocket camera, so I may just pack up the two of them with some extra memory cards and maybe an extra battery. Then again, my proper camera should do me for 5 days with 3 full batteries and not so much flash usage and the amount of fun I could have with the wide-angle there would be awesome. I’m thinking I’ll come down on the side of the main but I’m still not sure. My mate Andy reckons the lockups are great and that I could use them to drop it off in the evenings while I go enjoy myself without having to worry about it. The last thing I want to do is leave it in the tent. I’ll decide on Tuesday I suspect. I have this horrible fear, knowing full well that I’m likely to decide to bring it, that something will happen to it. Argh.
In other news, I’ve been playing a little City of Heroes again recently. So many of the London crowd are back into it that it seemed like there would be teams and that and there have been. It’s been a little fun, not as good as it was way back when (man I loved perma-Hasten) but still fun enough. Double XP this weekend so I got 2 levels on my main last night which was glorious. More of that tomorrow too I’m sure.
And now to start the weekend in style, I’m going to cook some breakfast and put the washing machine on. How exciting!
