Saturday, July 12, 2008
First off, let me give you some advice. If you can avoid doing a thesis I’d recommend it. Also avoid asking others what their study is on – it’s really not that interesting! Try to keep your head down in the library and stay away from ‘library buddies’. What’s a library buddy you ask? Well it’s the person you befriend around the broken printer or the person who rants to you about the slow elevator or the librarian who just seems a little too keen to find that book you need! This may sound quite antisocial or even quite moody of me but trust me – I’ve been seeing these people everyday for the last 3 months and the conversation still hasn’t progressed. Actually that’s a lie. The librarian asked me about the rain the other day and whether it had stopped yet. It was very exciting!
But fortunately, as you know, I have been myself for 22 years, 47 days and an hour. This might sound stupid but what I’m trying to say is that I know myself really well and I know when I need a release and a sudden insertion of ‘fun’. That time has come – so now on Tuesday and Thursday evenings I turn into my alter ego – rugby player for the Edinburgh Accies. Well I say rugby player but more of a lost guy running around wearing an awkward padded hat that makes me look like a circumcised penis. I admit I look a tool but there are about 40 others looking exactly the same - so as they say, when in Rome or is it birds of a feather flock together? Whatever it is I’m still looking a right dick.
Actually one of the reasons why I’ve started to play again is that one of my closest mates, Shannon Lawrence, always used to say that I should stop being a sissy and play. Since you all know the tragic news of Shan’s passing I won’t dwell on it but instead I just want to give you a funny memory of the big man and me. Shannon didn’t have a scooter when we were 16 and up so I used to tow him on my bike every weekend to all the parties. Basically the bike was bigger than most 50cc scooters to accommodate yours truly, but when both Shan and I were on the bike it soon became one of those little motorbikes that you see overly passionate Bermudian dads giving their 4-year-old boy. The bike ran fine, perfectly doing 50km/hr on the flats but as soon as the slightest incline came the bike would quickly slowdown and we would be flung forward and I’d get a bang in the back of my head by his helmet! The resistance was so big in fact that we had to walk up quite a few hills –especially in the Smith Alps going to Rose’s house! Journeys on the bike would seem so short because Shannon would keep me entertained by saying some crude and hilarious joke or story! Anyways that’s one of the many happy memories I have of Shannon and they won’t be forgotten any time soon!Anyways all, till next time – Good luck
Thursday, January 3, 2008
Sunday, December 30, 2007
Trip to Vermont + Xavier Rudd = Beard Growing
Last week, as many of you already know, was the week of my family trip to Vermont. A time for relaxation and holiday family time - yay. To be quite honest my family don't normally pursue in family trips especially ones that involve an actual holiday. You see if the trip didn’t involve loading bike boxes and sports equipment onto little planes and racing in near freezing waters overseas than we were just not interested - much to the dismay of my sis! Anyways to be able to actually RELAX was ever so pleasant! This was also the first trip where the three kids had been grown up! No longer did we want to just go shopping but now we wanted to flex in coffee shops and snowboard - more on this later. If you haven’t been to Vermont than you need to experience the people there and if you have then you know exactly what I'm talkin about! Vermonters are possibly the most chilled and liberal people I've ever come across. Believe me, I've been down to Jamaica, live in Bermuda, flexed in Costa Rica and Mexico but never have I come up to a people so relaxed. Anything goes in Vermont. To be honest anywhere where big bushy beards and flannel shirts are fashionable has to be chilled! Everyone wants to save the Earth and trees are best friends! And talk about liberal! Man anything goes as long as you aren't hurting someone or another living thing (especially trees!). Me and my bro were told that there is actually a town in Vermont where it is legal to be naked in the town centre! It all started cos a guy streaked through town and instead of yelling abuse at the guy they embraced his spirit and now on one day a year the whole town chucks their flannell shirts and wellington boots to the side and get in the ‘nud’. To all my Swansea friends - this has to be Dickie's heaven!
Vermont inspired me. I'm now showin off my newly grown ginger beard. All of a sudden while listening to Xavier Rudd's new album (to all that don't know he is the man -an Aussie tree loving surfer who basically plays the didgeridoo, the guitar and sings about, well, trees, surf and injustice.) I decided to embrace the Vermonter inside of me and dawn some fluff on my chin and be one with the trees. My momma hates it. Anyways my bro and I went for a couple of wicked sessions snowboarding at Killington. Perfect pow pow for each day and man did we rip it up! He was floatin down the hill after spending the previous week boarding at Whistler so I was lagging behind but man was it sick! The pic included at the top is me and my bro at the top of Killington on the sickest day - man it was bud. The one below is Jonny lookin sharp.
To all my island people I must introduce this next topic with caution - CROSS COUNTRY SKIING! You see I've always wanted to try this sport since watching it back home on tv. These Eastern Europeans and Scandinavians make it look so effortless but let me tell you it is anything but that! Let me just paint you the picture - large snowfall, vast open land, an untrained island boy and two skinny skiies. Not pleasant but it was conquered!
Embrace your inner Vermonter.
Aloha
ps. since you are now reading this it means that you were probably given the addess by myself -meaning that you are my brethren or ace girl - lucky you.
