it is still raining.
for the past two mornings, it has decided to complete chuck it down in buckets about 5 minutes before i leave the house. this is despite the fact that i left at completely different times both mornings leading me to believe that the world is against me. so i've decided that praying in front of apollo is not going to work. although i have encouraged several school groups to do it. they have to practice school prayer anyway, they might as well be praying for sun!
camping on the weekend was very wet, but we managed to have a good time. val and paul led us on a very wet and windy walk down to hell's mouth - literally - near abersoch and then back through the rolling hills. i highly recommend checking out val's blog (there is a link on the right hand side of this page) for some incredibly funny pictures of davoud.
work has been insanely busy, but i'm managing to survive. i'm off this friday, which is much needed.
the country has gone a wee bit batty with armed guards in train stations and some good old fashioned racial profiling on the random bag searches. i'm happy to see that here at the gallery we have to search every bag. a few coppers here and there rummaging through trash bins, but other than that everything is just fine.
had to book a short break in barcelona for september just in case this weather happens to continue and i've completely lost my mind by then ;)
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A poem about our camping trip:
It's raining, it's pouring
The old man (Nick...) is snoring
He woke in his tent, bumped his head
And wouldn't get up in the morning
Is it still raining there?
SIL
still raining as i type. we did have a nice day on saturday, but that's about it. dunno if i can take much more of this!
davoud printed out the scissors for you, so i'll post them to you when i'm in town tomorrow.
xox
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