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Aug. 2nd, 2005 05:49 pmEeee, lovely sunny day! I had a Cadbury's icecream. Apparently it is Cadbury's Centenary...this year at some point. I was semi-tempted to buy the special Centenary pack, which was essentially 2 400g bars, one in modern wrapping and one in (a mockery of) the original wrapping ::shame:: Ice-cream is better. From Woolworth's, where I also found Hero on DVD for £10 - cheapest elswhere was £13.99. Score!
Spent all day up to this point at the museum. I got to sort the 'ephemera' boxes, which essentially means looking through big boxes of donations for useful useless things, like old bus tickets from the 30s (good) and blank credit statements/letterheads/bits of paper from local businesses (bad), deciding which went were kept and which were sent to 'the Archives', which I think is a bit like Room 101 for paper, if they could feel torture. Which they can't.
( Work talk )
And there was a bit of drama today, though not for me. I'm not sure how to feel about it really. My sister decided to go see a friend from the Internet in York, and caught a train which entailed changing at Leeds station. My mother was a bit worried about this, since they're on about a third terrorist group, and how they all came from Leeds, and armed policemen in the station. It all went quite fine, but apparently when Sister tried to come back from York, the train station had been evacuated. So she's sort of stuck there until dad - in Leeds at the moment, playing golf - can pick her up. It's funny. I can be very rational and cynical about it all when it's on the news, but it's different when you're on a bus into a city now, and you keep checking around for people with funny bags. Or when your family's travelling. Hmm.
Might be going to Canterbury this weekend. Uni housemate has invited me for a poetry/orchard thing. However, my funds are not what you might call 'plentiful'. I don't know.
Spent all day up to this point at the museum. I got to sort the 'ephemera' boxes, which essentially means looking through big boxes of donations for useful useless things, like old bus tickets from the 30s (good) and blank credit statements/letterheads/bits of paper from local businesses (bad), deciding which went were kept and which were sent to 'the Archives', which I think is a bit like Room 101 for paper, if they could feel torture. Which they can't.
( Work talk )
And there was a bit of drama today, though not for me. I'm not sure how to feel about it really. My sister decided to go see a friend from the Internet in York, and caught a train which entailed changing at Leeds station. My mother was a bit worried about this, since they're on about a third terrorist group, and how they all came from Leeds, and armed policemen in the station. It all went quite fine, but apparently when Sister tried to come back from York, the train station had been evacuated. So she's sort of stuck there until dad - in Leeds at the moment, playing golf - can pick her up. It's funny. I can be very rational and cynical about it all when it's on the news, but it's different when you're on a bus into a city now, and you keep checking around for people with funny bags. Or when your family's travelling. Hmm.
Might be going to Canterbury this weekend. Uni housemate has invited me for a poetry/orchard thing. However, my funds are not what you might call 'plentiful'. I don't know.
