Authorlouisa

The things you see

Santas in VeniceI’ve been going through our photo collection recently to select some for uploading to my new photos gallery and it reminded me that John and I have seen some unusual sights (and sounds) during our travels, for example:

  • just going out of shot but half a dozen men with mowers cutting a single piece of grass outside the Kremlin in Moscow.
  • the open air reception outside the Winter Palace in St Petersburg for two bikers who had just got married.
  • a reindeer gondola full of Santa Clauses punting along the Grand Canal in Venice.
  • a door to the other side of the sand in Whitby.
  • we were wandering the park land on Margitsziget (Margrit Island) in Budapest when we heard loud music – some large scale opera tune. We wandered closer to a small building – a cafe-like building but couldn’t see any speakers that could be kicking out that much noise but lo, there was a small curtain at one side of the building. Pulling back the curtain in a Wizard-of-Oz style, we expected to find the speakers but instead we found a full orchestra and choir on a stage rehearsing.

Eats and giggles

Wednesday, Thursday and Friday nights this week, I’ve eaten out with various friends.

On Wednesday, John, Gianni, Dathan and I went to Brio’s in Leeds then onto the Victoria pub, then back to Dathan’s to laugh at a hideous piece of wall “art”.

On Thursday, it was The Blue Gnu/lojoco (and invited guests) End of Year night out – Katherine (and her John), Dan, Gianni, John and I went to Viva Cuba. We bookended the meal with visits to the Cardigan Arms.

On Friday, John, Gianni, Kev and Dathan went for a curry at our beloved Omar’s in Bradford then return for more wall “art” humour at Dathan’s (seriously, it’s that bad it’s worth two visits).

On each of these nights out, we ate delicious food and laughed so hard that we nearly vomited it back up again. I’m so lucky to have such great friends and have such great, local restaurants on hand. :)

Life, the university and everything

(Heh, I’m not really writing about the university – just about what’s going on in my life now – but I couldn’t resist that as a subject line… ;) )

It’s been about seven months since I left the uni now and since 1st July, I’ve officially been self-employed. While I’m not exactly rolling around in banknotes, things are going well and I’ve decided to keep plugging at various projects until at least next May then I’ll review my situation again (I’ve been reviewing things every couple of months up until now).

Financial issues aside, I’m the happiest I’ve been in my entire adult life (and probably for a long time before since a lot of my teenage years weren’t exactly jolly). I haven’t been physically ill at all or depressed in the slightest since I left work. Particularly in my last job at the uni when I had to face the (germ-spreading) public on a daily basis, I was always getting colds and tummy bugs – but nothing since then. And at least twice a week, I remember that I don’t have to go to Work (as in somewhere else and for someone else) the next day, and the sense of relief is overwhelming. Really, like a whole body sigh of relief, even after seven months. I’m not frightened of hard work and I do like being challenged mentally on a daily basis but .. well, I don’t think I’ve consistently had either of those things in any of my previous jobs and over time, it ground me down.

These days, six days a week, I wake up when I want to (usually circa 11) then do about three hours focused work, have a lunch break, then do what I want for the rest of the day. Some days this is seeing a friend, or reading, or knitting, or killing the pixelated enemy but most days, it’s work of some description: writing content for websites, writing stuff for myself, designing new websites or new logos etc for existing ones, proofreading brochures or essays, keeping an eye on all the websites (damn spammers), designing merchandise for ELER etc, coming up with new ideas for new things to try (lots of plans, watch this space)… and dull stuff but essential stuff like accounts and posting out tshirts. I’m not saying all of it excites me (particularly the last two) or challenges me but overall, it’s good. Very good. And I spend most days with at least two cats attached to my sides and that’s good for me (and them) too.

I know I’ve been very lucky regarding a couple of things that have happened during this time and I’m not cocky enough to assume that nothing will go wrong in the next five months or after that (I do have the fear quite a lot – hence regular reviews) – but up to this point, I have no regrets about giving this self-employment lark a go.

New design (kinda)

Just a quick note: I’ve been fiddling around with the layout and content of this site to make it more up-to-date (and easier to update in the future). Still tweaking the background stuff so it’ll work better in other browsers and haven’t got around to doing the theme for my blog yet so that’s why it doesn’t look the same. Well, “haven’t got around to” is wrong: I tried to change the layout of the blog to match the rest of the site but I got it seriously wrong twice then gave up. I shall return to it at some point. Maybe. I’ll also upload some more recent photos too (maybe).

In actual news, if you checked out the projects page, you’ll see all the fun things I’ve been up to lately. More musings on all that jazz to come at a later date but in the meantime, let’s just say things are going swimmingly and I’ve very happy with my life at the moment. :)

UPDATE: John fixed the blog stylesheet. He’s lovely. :)

Quiet stroll

A paper mache Blair figure at the protest

John, Gianni and I joined a couple of friends in a quiet stroll through Manchester city centre yesterday.

By “a couple of friends”, I mean upwards of 20,000 and by “quiet”, I mean we had ringing in our ears for about an hour afterwards.

It was a good day though. John took photos with a selection here.


It’s raining, it’s pouring

Heavy rain from my door

It rained a bit the other day. I’m glad I live on the top of a hill.

Other people had more dramatic pictures, I just saw a lot of rain and didn’t venture any further than the doorstep to photograph it.