April 3

It’s amazing what you can find on Wikipedia.

1328 years ago, Yuknoom Yich’aak K’ahk’ was crowned king of the Maya city of Calakmul. 149 years ago the first successful pony express service was run. 129 years ago, the internal combustion engine was patented. 81 years ago, the first flight over Everest was made.

Leslie Howard was born 121 years ago today, as was the American general Robert Sink (he’s referenced in Band of Brothers) 109 years ago. Doris Day would be celebrating her 92nd birthday with Marlon Brando (90) if he were alive, and they could share some cake with Tony Benn (89) if he were still with us. ¬†Alec Bladwin, Leslie Sharp and Eddie Murphy would also be at the party, too.

But the special guests this year would definitely be Nigel Farage, and me. Born on the same day in the same year, but definitely not in the same place, I’m already feeling a bond!

Happy birthday y’all!




It’s my 100th post. This time, exactly 100 posts ago, I was writing my first WordPress blog entry. So how should I celebrate? An insightful retrospective of my year of blogging? A cutting essay on the state of the world? Something to leave you questioning your belief set?

Ha ha ha! I can’t do stuff like that on tap. Instead, I’ll treat you to a summary of my week:

“Ingerlund…d’oh! Ahhh, sleeeeep…no, teeth time… bed now, I’ll read a scary story. Cool. C’mon Germany, d’oh! Mmmm chocolate…ouch, Hello Mr MP…just one more kilometre.. fetch the stone… hey that’s my friends on TV, sleeeep, mmmurray, mmmm chips ‘n’ curry sauce… zzzz..”

Prize (to be determined, but probably cheap and costing less than a Euro) for anyone who gets it all right. Suffice it to say it’s been a busy, bitty and brisk week. But overall, it’s been good as the important parts of it have worked out ok.

I have been trawling through my photograph archive, though, and I found a few images from slides that I thought I might post. And then, in a break from housework I took some infra red macro photos in the garden. Since I’m happier with those and they’re current, I thought I’d post them instead. But I’m quite interested in the slides, so they may feature in a future blog (feature…future, I’m getting good at this writing thing).

To everyone else celebrating a centenary – whatever it may be of – congratulations and here’s to the next hundred!

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Everest Base Camp and Llyn y Fan Fawr

The last of the ‘this time last year’ entries, I promise.

5 April is the anniversary of when we reached Base Camp. According to the photos, we got there about 10.30am UK time. It was a great experience and made all the more special by the people I was with.

At 10.30 this morning I was in work then, about to finish for a half day, and couldn’t help mentioning the date to some of my work colleagues.

From work, I went to pick up my walking buddy, Rufus, and we headed off to walk to Llyn y Fan Fawr. As we neared the parking spot, I could see all the hills around were covered in a thick layer of snow. I love snow but it was a surprise to have driven from sunshine at work to winter in around 30 minutes.

Neither of us were daunted, though, and we headed off up the hill towards the lake. The higher we went, the more snow there was until it was about 3 inches deep. Deeper where it had drifted into hollows and across streams.It was windy but not too cold and the going was fairly easy.

Eventually, we got to the lake and Rufus was happy. He went paddling and I started to eat my chicken and lettuce sandwiches. I threw some stones for him and then he realsed I was eating. We ended up sharing the sandwiches. Then I had to throw more stones.

I wasn’t feeling 100% (it turned out to be a cold) so we headed back to the car. I threw snowballs for Rufus which he loved, but he couldn’t figure out where they were going. So I made bigger ones that didn’t come apart and he was happy. He even grabbed them in his mouth until he realised they were cold. Nevertheless, he’d grab the next one just in case.

It was slippery coming down and I kept an eye on where I was putting my feet. I looked up to check on Rufus to see him in the distance charging off towards the river. We followed the water back down to the car.

By the time I got home, the sun was out and it was hot. It was as if I’d been to a different country.

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