mini adventures
Apologies for the neglect, I thought I had posted the following. In addition, on Sunday we (with Amrei and Chrissie) went to Vienna to meet Ann and friends. After discovering Egon Schiele at the Leopold Museum we ate sausage with cheese inside wrapped in bacon with fries and mayonnaise at my favourite stodgefest. Snobs need not apply. Suffice to say, it's the only place I have seen Joe not clean his plate in the last three years.
We found a bear. And the bear found me...
In Gyor, the tanning shop is called London Sun.
Amrei and I were the belles of the balle. Admittedly, i took the tie off. Under coercion. And here are the other belles, Ilona and Ilonka:
(Spoon was also a belle.)
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We've been around a bit recently. In no particular order, we have a walking weekend at a place near Nemecka, a shopping trip in Gyor and impromptu trip to a ball in Velky Meder, an evening in Budapest and maybe that's it. 
From the top (Robi and Tomas).
From the top (Robi and Tomas).
We found a bear. And the bear found me...
In Gyor, the tanning shop is called London Sun.
Amrei and I were the belles of the balle. Admittedly, i took the tie off. Under coercion. And here are the other belles, Ilona and Ilonka:
(Spoon was also a belle.)
posted by chris at 3:25 AM
4 Comments:
I like this journey - a slow journey of course due to the infrequency of your blogs at the mo - through obscure links to songs I sent you. It is nice and odd, which makes it nicer.
Jen told me that you'd put a picture of your bum on the internet. I sang the relevant passage from TDTUJ at her. She said, "he put a link to that" it was like we had one mind for a moment.
Was there a real bear or is this just a pun on bare, and if there was a real bear you should explain more about what happened. I think from your injuries that it looks more like a graze from skidding down a snow covered hillock but I would be impressed to be wrong and for you to have bean really really lightly mauled by a bear.
Sadly I am familiar with graze injuries due to an impetuous yet clumsy childhood. Actually now I think about it that should have been Gladly rather than sadly, the grazes may have stung at the time but the impetuous yet clumsy bit has created quite a few entertaining and important experiences for me.
I wish there was more room to be impetuous these days. Making do with the clumsy just isn't the same. It's sort of like making do with the bread and getting rid of the cheese and pickle. Or maybe more like having a boiled egg with no egg and white. You crack the shell and there is nothing inside.
Just between you and me, your arthritic link has some very bad arthritis, its . has turned into a /, so perhaps its more elephantitus .
x
I chuckled to read that Thatcher may be forgiven for dismantling British manufacturing, but that for inspiring the lyrics of Billy Bragg she could never be. That said, Take down the Union Jack is okay. NPWA though is terrible, and I don't know if you heard his song about ? A crime to match her murder... And still, The World Turned Upside Down remains one of my favourite songs. But he didn't write it.
And Ann, I hope you enjoyed Budapest - thank you again for bringing this book back to me, I will finish it today and have started myself out with an easy one, proving that any three points which do not lie on a straight line lie on a circle. It's harder than I expected, but I was delirious at the time... Someone asked me yesterday if Paul Erdos was a good person. It seems to me that in the highest of all human pursuits, such a categorisation is impossible. Few people are as purely mathematicians as he was, but I think such people stand uniquely apart from the rest of humanity as making the most beautiful achievements of the human mind. In some moods. In other moods, mathematics is just another human construct and nothing special. But I don't really believe that. There are two types of zealots, those who come to their subject late, and who were never good enough.
Of course there was really a bear. I reasoned with it though, and the massive injuries actually result from a rather lopsided attempt at a hug.
that should be "those who were never good enough." And Erdos was a good person, very giving, very generous.
NPWA has a place in my heart but not in many other peoples sadly.
I think that because I have much less respect for socialism than some I can find its naivte etc... to be charming when other find it annoying.
Personally I have to say that I agree with clive who said something or other like "all power is unaccountable"... well maybe not that, but that NPWA was a stupid song.
I don't agree with alex's objections to it though, because he agrees with billy bragg's views just doesn't like them to be articulated through song (well that song anyway).
I like the global connections contained within the verses of NPWA and enjoy the rousing chorus, but I enjoy the unintentional sinisterness of the chorus as well.
Personally I have to agree with Alex on Billy Bragg his love songs are much better than his rhetoric.
Though I have been enjoying to have and to have not
My favorite BB songs though are New England, Milkman of Human Kindness, Moving The Goalposts and St Swithin's Day
Waiting for the great leap forward is pretty fun to
Actually he's done so many good songs its impressive I chose to stick NPWA on there, since people other than me rarely like it. I do have a habit of taking strange risks with compilation cds.
(oh yeah, NPWA can't be blamed on Thatcher, it is from his post Thatcher albums)
I am certainly not convinced by all this bear cheeked lying ;-)
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