I just wanted to tell you about my amazing weekend. On Thursday I travelled up to Worcester because I had a presentation to do on Friday morning. I took Michael with me to keep me company, and keep me entertained – a role he instantly fulfilled when he succeeded in breaking our room key! [It was in the wrong door!]
The presentation went OK Friday morning then Michael and I climbed up to the highest point in Worcestershire, the Worcester Beacon on the Malvern Hills. It was a beautiful day and the view was amazing!
We travelled back to London Saturday morning to go and see Spamalot [the Monty Python musical] in Leicester Square, then for dinner afterwards at a restaurant where there was anything and everything imaginable on pizza bases!
Sunday morning we went to Hillsongs Church in the Dominion Theatre, Tottenham Court Road. The service was awesome and we met some of the nicest and most generous people I have ever had the pleasure of speaking to!
It is also worth mentioning here that Ihave a new travel companion, who has kindly concented to come to South Africa with me. His name is Mr. Joseph Burg. It’s ok… Michael knows about him. So if you hear me talk about my wonderful friend, Joseph, you don’t have to run to call Michael…
Mr. Joseph Burg is, in fact, a very lovable, furry giraffe!
28 September, 2008
Highest Point!
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I can’t let that one go. No way! Nicola reports in this entry that I entertained her by snapping a door key in the wrong lock. Yes, this is sadly true. More an indication I think of the poor quality of metal provided in Worcester’s keys than cretinousness of the wielder of said implement. However, I was not the only one to have embarrassed myself that weekend. And the truth shall out! Provided Nicola authorizes this entry onto her blog that is. For you see, the weekend was not only an entertaining one, but also an educational one! For some reason our conversation while climbing the Worcester beacon turned to the oh so relevant nursery rhyme Jack and Jill ran up the hill. Incidentally, they went to fetch a pale of water and both came tumbling down again. I found it most confusing when Nicola started talking about a king in the rhyme. I thought to myself that perhaps she was muddling up the kings horses and kings men starring in good old humpty dumpty. Alas no! Upon asking her what on earth she was talking about. She reminded me that Jack was, of course, a king. Yes! I was bemused too! However all soon became clear. You see, Nicola had gone through the entire of her first 7513 days on this planet believing that when Jack fell down the hill and cracked his crown, he actually had broken a royal crown and not his head at all! I hope you share in my amusement at this. Love you Nic!
Comment by Michael Sharkey — 1 October, 2008 @ 8:54 pm
Oh my and I thought you had just graduated Nicola :p
Comment by Demelza — 1 October, 2008 @ 9:27 pm
Sadly, ignorance is not yet illegal within this jurisdiction, unlike vandalism.
Comment by daz — 2 October, 2008 @ 12:31 pm
Oh michael!
Nicola I think your version of Jack an Jill is much nicer. Was very upset when first heard true meanings of many nursery rhymes especially ring a ring a roses.
Comment by naomi — 10 October, 2008 @ 3:23 pm
Hi.
TESTING…TESTING…This is my first blog ever!!! So don’t blame me if it goes terribly wrong. I do think this was a really romantic thing to do, but I can’t help thinking that this act was merely an apologetic act for his violent behavior the night before!!!
Comment by Joy — 12 October, 2008 @ 4:50 pm
Oh Joy you’re obsessed!
Comment by daz — 16 October, 2008 @ 5:32 pm