Especially for Kelv

Please note: this is a PLASTIC skeleton used for TRAINING purposes

Go Ape 2: Return of the monkey

Having had a relaxing weekend all round, it was inevitable that bank holiday monday would be exhausting and painful to correct the balance.

We headed back to Thetford forest to the Go Ape complex (for those of you who don't remember the hen night antics see dan and vicky's blog) for a day of fun. Having done the course before i thought it would be easy peasy this time round, gracefully gliding over obstacles and landing perfectly on my feet everytime. One of these days i will learn. When we arrived there was a full blown thunderstrom going on so we were delayed in starting a little (metal carabinas, metal cables, big trees, lightning - you get the idea). Once up there it was fun in a tree-swaying buckaroo kind of way, but the company was good and the landing pads were soft and squishy. There is no way to describe how much soggy woodchip i am STILL finding in my clothing!

after the second zip wire i gave up trying to land properly and went for damage control instead (safety note - using your head to reduce momentum = bad idea)
'well done' to Dave who didn't fall once and 'never mind' to J. who made it all the way to the end before going over.

Hal: ha ha ha

Happy to say i completed the course this time round although there are more bruises and more pain than after the trip with the lovely ladies.

hopefully photos soon

Studenting ain't all fun

How much fun is it when everyone else is finished with their studying and about to start on something new and exciting when you still have ages to go?

Is it just me or does everyone else seem to have a life going on? Stag do's, engagements and birthdays aside, i'm thinking that all i do is work these days (dissertation going ok, thanks for asking, only one month of boredom left, whoo hoo!) and then i realise that actually i do do other stuff.

Having got back from bournemouth last week (pointless activity really but parents had a nice 3 day holiday at the coast) i unpacked the last of my worldly belongings only to repack them in boxes and hide them in the loft.

Then it was of to the university to watch J. at his new hobby. At first i was intregued when he said he was spending the evening playing 'squash' with a friend but apparently it's a game with rackets and balls (?!)

Friday night was the (semi) regular fancy dress parties (last times Rocky Horror Picture Show do was slightly on the disturbing side!). This time round it was Father Ted in honour of Irish Andy who was visiting for a bit. Fairly relaxed and monochrome evening with the highlight being my bemused brother receiving a text from a friend enquiring how long his sister had been a nun.

Joining the club

well why not, everyone else is doing it?

it has become apparent that no one picks up a phone to stay in contact any more and so i am left to find out what my nearest and dearest are up to by logging on and blogging in. So why not? There's a whole little community thing going on and with friends far flung and generally just uncontactable i have decided to try it their way.

Besides if Vicky can do it, why not me?
(hee hee!)

tfn
Fran

oh, an if anyone's interested, i'll be hiding in Bournemouth next week!