Animal Crime Scene

Hey hey, I'm feeling better! That means back to uni and attending lots of tutorials on the lectures I missed through being ill. Thankfully I have the latent, middle-class, basic knowledge of Marxism that we all absorb through our late teens and early twenties so bullshiting was the order of the day.

The coolest thing ever happened yesterday, I came downstairs at 12.30pm to find a dirty great sparrowhawk sitting in my garden near the veggy patch. I watched for a while then it flew into the tree and hid, so I went outside to get a closer look. The sparrowhawk flew off as soon as I went outside, but I went over to where it had been sitting and there was a mess of grey feathers and a few little chunks of flesh. There had been a killing, in my own garden! I think it was fat pigeon's friend (as fat pigeon came back soon after, to my relief) so I am sad for FP as he had been flirting and making progress with the newcomer. Nevermind, life goes on.

I went for a drink with new uni friend Ralph last night, making me feel like less of a social pariah. After having flu for a week and a half and feeling like utter crap, things are looking up.

Climbing Up The Walls

May I start by saying bollocks. fuck. shitcheeks. pissweasel and bugger, bugger, balls. I am ill. It sucks. I have flu. I can't write. Sentences gone. Telegram style. Brain woozy. Body incapacitated. Nose heavy. Eyes blurry. Cough unbearable.

It really has been one of the crappest weeks ever. Tom has had it for 7 days now & I've been ill since Friday. I never realised that flu wasn't just a bad cold its something entirely different and makes you feel like someone has taken a syringe and sucked out every ounce of spirit and energy, leaving you feeling like a hollow, painful shell full of symptoms and nothing else.

Oh and Happy Valentines Day. Hope you enjoy it, I certainly wont be.

Yay 80s cartoon quiz

There's ten pictures to be identified, go crazy, answers in comments please. Oh and maybe (if I can find anything cheap and good enough), a small prize for the winner, but that's no promise.

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I thoroughly enjoyed my Bristol expedition. It was brilliant, I have fallen in love with the city. It has some of the best city pubs I have been to, we went to 5 in total ranging from gas-lit Victorian pubs to a 18th Century gem situated in the middle of a business park. This was one of the great things about Bristol, you'd be walking through some 1980's monstrousities and then bump into a timber clad Shakespearean building. Then you get into the old city and everything is grand and georgian and there's a really cool vibe to the place.


We walked up to the famous Suspension bridge, which was amazing, and made poor Tom's legs turn to jelly as his body refused to walk across it. He doesn't normally suffer from vertigo, but there was something unnatural about being so high above a sheer drop with merely a few inches of stone beneath his feet. He willed himself across and then back again to make sure.

The gig itself was incredible, I love Belle & Sebastian and haven't seen them before so this was fantastic. They played an old songs set, mainly from 'If You're Feeling Sinister' with a few new ones to remind us they have a new album out. Stuart Murdoch made an amiable front man with just the right amount of chat inbetween songs. The best songs were Dirty Dream Number 2, If You Find Yourself Caught in Love and Judy and the Dream of Horses, but the whole thing was top.


The hotel was cool and modern and well worth the bargain web price we paid for it, but not worth the £140 full price you should have paid. We went to a super modern Micro Brewery and ate delicious pizzas for dinner and sampled their Black Lager and Pale Ale. All in all a really cool midweek break.