Feb
07

In the Lane, Snow is Glistening

Well, Sheffield finally brought the snow that I’ve missed for over two years now, and what a sudden downfall it was. From a lovely sunny day to 3 inches of snow in just 10 hours. Obviously, I got the big things out the way quick – throwing snowballs and building a snowman, then a more leisurely hike through Rivelin Valley on Sunday afternoon. With my slippy slidey shoes, I had all the sure-footedness of a newly-born giraffe, sliding up the hills, then skating down the other side on my ski-like shoes. Eventually, I figured that the best way of doing it was to stay low, and just allow myself to zoom down the sides of the hills – it was a little unnerving when I had the river beside me though!

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I learnt a little of Sheffield’s milling history, their corn grinding and wheel turning, and walked past plenty of other walkers who were far better prepared than I was. By the time I reached Morrisons, I had to take a break to buy a blister plaster for my increasingly fally-apart heel. My casual shoes are certainly not walkers – I would have done better in football boots! From studying the footprints everyone was so kindly leaving, my favourite was definitely the person who had seemingly tied chains round their shoes for grip.

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My battery made a bit of a bid for freedom at this point, before deciding it was far too cold to work anyway, so I got a few funny looks from passers by as I breathed on my camera to coerce it into taking a few snaps. Thankfully there was no-one watching me make my snow angel (coincidentally, just down the path from a FOUR star public toilet, honoured in the 2009 UK Public Toilet Awards).

The walk into university is remaining treacherous, I managed to slide down to lectures in just three minutes this morning, but it did take me 4 hours and 3 pick axes to get back home. At least it’s starting to show signs of clearing. Disappointingly though, Sammy the Snowman hasn’t lasted long either.

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Enjoy it while it lasts, my best pics are here.

Jan
10

02012 has arrived!

It’s been quite a while since I last logged onto here, and I was instantly greeted by no fewer than twenty-four spam comments that had been building up. Usually, they would bother me, but a couple of them are simply fantastic!

Aprpaently this is what the esteemed Willis was talkin’ ’bout.
Crateed the greatest articles, you have.
This artclie keeps it real, no doubt.
Ab fab my godoly man.
Dude, right on there brthoer.

Admittedly, you do have to look past the horrible spelling errors (I’m not sure what a godoly man is, but I sure am pleased to be one), and the second comment appears to have come from someone who was taught to speak by Yoda, but aren’t they nice!

I’ve returned to Sheffield now. Sadly, rather than a series of handwritten messages of badly spelt support, the only thing that surprised me in this room was a dead wasp on the windowsill. Weakling. There’s a spider above our front door that’s been alive since we moved in.

Exams are looming on the horizon, but I’m looking forward to the challenge. Coincidentally, the opening exam ‘Combinatorics’, the study of number patterns and combinations, brings together all the best partnerships you could want from an exam – in the afternoon, easily reachable (no horrible treks to Hillsborough this time!), and a subject that I really, really enjoy.

Anyway, I’m meant to be getting on with some revision, but I can procrastinate in far better ways than writing this blog, so I’d best get to it. Till next time!

Nov
28

Testing, One Two

I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned the view I get from my bedroom this year. It isn’t quite as impressive as the views of Black Mountain Tower that I got last year in Canberra, but it is somewhat more interesting than I had last time I lived in Sheffield when I could only see our back garden. I’m at the front of the house this time, so I’m greeted by a row of houses, the top of some sort of town hall type building, and the most fascinating characters you’ve ever seen walking past.

As I type, an elderly chap with one of the most extravagant moustaches I have ever seen has just gone by. Earlier this morning, a younger guy was wandering aimlessly around presumably trying to find a house. Or he was scoping out houses to rob, I’m not sure yet. Then there are the local yoofs who we occasionally spy taking in some underage drinking out the back of the pub, and one fantastic pipe-smoker who appeared to have stepped straight out of an Arthur Conan-Doyle novel.

But that isn’t really the point of this blog – I wanted to mention my radio appearance last weekend and needed a bit of filler to make this look like a real post, and you know what, I think it’s worked.
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There were early problems with being too far away from the mic, then I stumbled over a few words, and there was some dead air, but I think by the end it was going rather well. I’ll let you know when the podcast becomes available via twitter.

And if you are an international listener, we’d still love to hear from you!

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