24/9/2003

Firey Ball of Death @ 9:38 am

Well I’m alive…well just about…

Thanks to the ever lovely Kate and Kirsten I got to the airport with plenty of time for my 4.05 flight…smashing…expcept god had other ideas…plane was delayed till 7.30ish…ohh well at least I was on my way n’ all.

For the most part the flight was uninteresting – briefly punctuated by the crappy Easyjet in flight magazine … but then came the excitement (well sort of). As we came in for approach probably about a couple of minutes from landing the plane went up and down – a bit like a car going over a dip in the road a bit too quickly – it was odd but i just put it down to turbulance. Anyway as we approached the run way I could see lots of fire engines and ambulances lining the runway. The landing was smooth ish (was that the merest hint of a bounce on touchdown?) – anyway as we pull up the captain comes on the intercom thing

Ladies and Gentlemen you may be noticing all the blue lights outside … its nothing to be concerned about – well now i’m concerned – but we hit something big on our approach – what do you mean you hit something??? – We believe that the aircraft is okay and hasn’t recieved any damage but the airport authorities have felt it prudent to send out the fire brigade just in case – you mean i’m not going to die in a horrible firey ball of death – as a precaution were going to stop just short of the terminal. For your own safety please do not walk under the wings. …. Thank you for flying Easyjet…our representatives here at the airport are ServiceAir…

So I didn’t die my friends and i sadly haven’t been able to find out what the ‘something’ was that we hit – but at that height it was either a two hundred pound carrier pigeon bringing up my stuff or it was another aircraft of some sort… a mystery my friends ….

Anyway on a brighter note my stuff turned up on the tuesday in early afternoon (I have to recommend PostVan.com They shifted all my stuff up with almost no problems and for a fairly cheap price (35kg for 14.95+Vat)…terrible unusable website though … and I spent yesterday trying to unpack all my shit …until my brother hauled me off to the pub. (I still haven’t finished unpacking yet but thats the job for today).

22/9/2003

The big day has arrived @ 8:36 am

Well after two days of carrying most of my worldly belongs into chemistry – and spending last night in the lab packing into boxes for couriering back to Edinburgh – I’m now ready to go (ish)…

I just feel as though i’ve emptied most of my worldly possessions into the Hawthorns skip and give the rest of it away to friends … which is basically what i’ve done…hmmmm just a wee bit strange.

20/9/2003

“The end of an era…” @ 9:28 am

Well thats how Greg put it and i think he’s right. Greg, of alfred place fame, moved back to London last night at silly o’clock and quite frankly i don’t think either of us knew what to say when it came to the goodbyes.

For those of you who don’t know, Greg and I were living in Hawthorns Student Halls at Bristol Uni over the summer after moving out of Alfred Place when Miss Moon became Mrs Addison – and our contract came up. That was strange enough; Marie Teresa is a lovely lass and it was very odd the morning after her wedding when she was picking up the last of her stuff before she and Matt left on their honeymoon. I didn’t know quite what to say that day either…

But I think last night was different, i think it finally hit me that i was moving back to edinburgh – that the people i had seen every day for the last three years, had drunk with, laughed with and cried with – are not really going to be in my life that much anymore – yes there’ll be the emails and letters and the occassional meeting when they or I are in the same place but thats just not the same.

I look at my school days & undergrad days and the number of people i’ve sadly lost contact with since then and i really do start to worry that the same thing will happen again…

To add to it I’m moving back to a city which really isn’t my home anymore. Yes there are my family and some really good friends but my life just isn’t there anymore and i don’t know quite what to do about it…it looks like the next chapter in my life is about to begin.

19/9/2003

The pweor of the hmuan mnid @ 7:38 am

Southhampton Katy Sent me this today and I thought it was cool…try it…

get a laod of thsi!

Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn’t mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be at the rghit pclae.

The rset can be a total mses and you can sitll raed it wouth it porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe.

12/9/2003

Operation Cue @ 6:54 pm

Perhaps the scariest thing i’ve seen in a while…

Operation Cue (mpg4)

This is the public information video from 1955 during US nuclear weapons testing – the drop a 20kiliton nuclear weapon and see how various buildings survive – all the way through you have very twee “happy” music with an iritatingly cheerful women incessintly guiding us though the “experiment”.

Amazingly they technical folks are running around a day afterword (including having lunch on the food from the explosion) without any safety protection ….hmmmmmmmm

You have to wonder if any of it will matter at all when the apocalypse comes. There’s some pretty weird moments if you look carefully??for instance, calling the container of food to be tested “Grandma’s Pantry” boggles the mind if you think about it (yep, I love good old-fashioned nuked food, I do!).

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