Wednesday, July 09, 2008

The Prodigal Son…

Jamie has returned home to a heroes welcome after finishing at Hull University with a 2.1 in Computer Science. We went up to pick him up and collect his belongs as he moved out of student digs to bring him back home.

On the way up we stopped at Lincoln for Sue’s birthday and checked into a hotel in the old town for the night. We had a quick drink in the Wig and Mitre pub to avoid the crowd of young girls that were queuing to go into the castle for a Sugerbabes concert.

Afterwards we had a stroll around the old town along the cobbled streets alongs side buildings that date back to Roman times. Then had a an evening meal in the delightful Brown’s Pie Shop , where Sue had Scallops to start followed by Fisherman’s pie and cheese to finish. I had Haggis to start followed by Beef and Oyster pie (the most expensive pie ever at £15) and finished with jam roly-poly and custard. The meal was wonderful and we were suitable stuffed when we returned to our rooms after a nightcap again in the Wig and Mitre.

In the morning we visited the imposing Lincoln Cathedral which is a very impressive structure both outside and in, only marred a little by the use of plastic chairs for seating.

We journeyed on towards Hull, crossing the more modern and no less impressive construction that is the Humber Bridge and met Jamie.

It took a great deal of time and clever packing to fit all of Jamie’s possessions in the car and an even more time to ensure that the place was left clean and tidy before we set off for the long trip back home.

We will be returning to Hull the following week for his graduation and then Jamie flies off to Spain for a holiday before come back home and starting to look for a job.

More of wot I have read…

The Sunday Philosophy Club by Alexander McCall Smith

This is a gentle and somewhat dull story that didn’t really do it for me. I couldn’t find much sympathy in the main character and was often frustrated by her stuffy middle aged, middle class attitudes.


‘Behind Edinburgh’s regimented Georgian facades, its moral compasses are spinning with greed, dishonesty, lust and murderous intent. Isabel Dalhousie knows this. Isabel, in fact, rather relishes it. An accomplished philosopher and editor of the Review of Applied Ethics, she knows all about the difference between good and bad. Which is probably why, by instinct, she is an amateur sleuth. And instinct tells her the man who tumbled to his death in front of her eyes after a concert in the Usher Hall didn’t fall. He was pushed.

And whatever Isabel lacks in official status, she more than makes up for with accomplices and contacts: there’s her housekeeper Grace, whose applied philosophy is that the Edinburgh way is right and the way of the world is wrong; her beautiful niece Cat; and Cat’s ex boyfriend, Jamie, who is leading Isabel to review her own ethics in the sexual attraction market…’

More of wot I have heard…

The Boy Bands Have Won by Chumbawamba

This is one of the best finds for some time and has been played often to family and friends. They are a very sincere and considered band (some times edging towards ‘right-on’) with a superb craftsmanship of word and music of beautiful harmonies, skilled instrument work and joyous lyrics. They have a good time with many of there subjects and the Add Me track pokes fun at the weird and wonderful social networking trends and is a current anthem of ours.

The music has a strong folk influence and has guest performances by big names of the genre, but that shouldn’t stop anyone from giving it a go as it is not all sandals, beards and real ale.