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August 2011: the earlier posts in this blog are a mess, the result of me changing the format some time ago. I'm working to edit the entire blog from the beginning, but with over 4K posts and sodall time for such luxuries it's going to take a while... [02/09/16 - Now reached 09/10/2004]
If you come across any words you don't recognise in this blog, take a look at the Taylorspeke Glossary in the left-hand infopane, you'll usually find a definition there.
First, a recommendation. Dive over to The Jonathan Day Fiction Site and try some of the stories. I love this author's writing - it's funny, bitingly witty, dryly incisive, chilling, and deliciously subversive by turns. Absolutely well worth a look!
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Right, where were we? Oh yes...
So yesterday morning I had just finished the client site revisions and was about to start on answering emails, when Ken rang to say he was out early and did I still want to get up to Broadwalk (while I was there last week I found 24 complete season one for £12.99, and ummed and ahhed a bit but decided to leave it - until I got home and worked out that it would cost me the same to rent it from Lovefilm...) Which I did, and the boxed set was still there, so I grabbed it (along with some other shopping).
Arrived back to find Ken fuming. To explain: a while back a series of writers' workshops were held in Brislington, specifically to learn to write a script to be delivered by an actor in one of the locations in the area (primarily Sandy Park Rd, if I remember correctly). I'd wondered about going along and giving it a try (I've never tried a script) but never managed to find the time.
Unbeknownst to me, Ken wrote a rather nice piece about one of the ghosts of Arno's Manor Hotel, and it was chosen as one of the 18 five minute skits to be performed as part of the Brislington Festival. Only it can't be performed at the Hotel, as they have a very large wedding on that day, so the organiser moved it to the Black Castle across the road. (This is, effectively, our local and a magnificent building.) Problem is, the ghost in Ken's piece is specific to the Hotel and the script will not work if transplanted. But withdrawing it at this late stage (and it was late, the programmes were due to go to print today - perfect example of regrettable lack of organisation, unfortunately: the winning pieces were chose six weeks ago and Ken's only just heard...) would cause problems.
Now, the Black Castle the pub was the inspiration for the Black Castle - Peridien's Verdish home - in Haadri, so, Ken asked, could we rewrite the piece somehow using that fact...
And we have. Well, Ken did the writing and I fed him info. It's worked very well, and seems to have been favourably received, so we're now waiting for a final verdict.
Anyway, that all took until 2 a.m., so while Ken was working on it I watched the first four eps of 24 season one (most enjoyable!): intensive work for Ken, but worth it. I should be able to post it on the Haadri site later.
Today was, once again, hot and sunny - we've had no rain for weeks, which is very worrying as my main water butt had only about a gallon left in it. Then it occurred to me that since there was so little water left in it, this would be the ideal time to clear it out and get a replacement tap. Cue a FirstDay SouthWest bus ticket and a trip to Almondsbury Garden Centre. (Did the usual and checked out the charity shops down the Gloucester Rd on the way back - no joy today.) Back with some different tomato seeds for next year and the new tap, which we fitted. Hopefully now the forecast rain at the weekend will materialise and be prolonged enough to refill the butt...
Then it was a quick trip over to Tesco, followed by greenhouse watering as sparsely as I dared, dinner, and an exhausted flump for an hour. My feet are killing me!
Tomorrow I need to get the mange tout in the ground - Kai helped me construct the frame for them at the weekend; client site stuff done; and then back to Heart. But tonight I'm going to watch a little more 24 - too knackered to be creative!
Oh yes - and Kai arrived home yesterday with a letter advising us about a school trip to Germany in October: £420 [wince] but a wonderful opportunity. We packed him off to school this morning with the confirmation form and a cheque for the deposit, but he forgot to hand it in. I'm miffed about this: places are being offered on a first-come, first-served basis and as the trip is being shared by the GCSE German students and the A Level History bods, there may be a lot of interest... Hopefully he'll remember tomorrow.
Second oh yes - I do believe the third White Egret Orchid tuber has sprouted - there's the faintest suggestion of green just under the surface of the soil. Will see how it goes, but I'm very hopeful.