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Apr. 11th, 2011 06:10 pmIt's Monday night, which means it's time for the Writers' Group.
It was a tiresome day at work. The weather was inclement, so we resorted to Plan B, and kept plodding on with the survey of the great big cordite and pressing mill. I've been labelling individual rooms with letters in alphabetical order, and today we surveyed Room aa. This means that we've almost reached the halfway point in this 60+ room epic...
The weather cleared a little in the afternoon, so we headed out to finish Friday's cordite presshouse, and to survey the little asbestos shack (which I've wryly subtitled the 'Loveshack') which lurks near the acid settling pools. The asbestos shack is deceptively cute: it has a pitched roof and a steel frame, and from a distance it looks like a toy timberframe farmhouse from the Home Counties. Needless to say, our survey of this particular structure will be cursory! As for the acid settling pools... They aren't half as bad as they sound: though there are 'Warning: Acid!! signs everywhere, the water's sufficiently clean these days for the swans and shelduck to be swimming happily there now. In fact, I think the swans are thinking of building a nest there...
I had high hopes for scoring off not one but two more buildings by the end of the afternoon, but just as we were about to finish off the presshouse, the camera flashed up the message 'Memory Card Full.'
So it was a case of foiled again!!!
I finally finished reading Two Men in a Trench, and very enjoyable it was, too. Some day, I must go hunting for James IV's gun entrenchment at Flodden Hill, and thanks to Messrs. Pollard and Oliver, I added another term to my internal dictionary of military terminology: the 'anti-richochet baffle wall'. We had one of those in our pillbox, so it'll be useful to quote the proper term in the report!
The time is fast approaching when I have to select a book for holiday reading. I need something big, and chunky, so I think I'll take Labyrinth by Kate Mosse. It's my second read-through, so this time I'll be critically dissecting it, just to see how the author handles the time-slip sections, etc. since I now have a vested interest in such matters. Hopefully, it'll take my mind off the flight - last year, I had Plutarch On Sparta to amuse me, and it certainly did the trick. Somehow, I don't think Kate Mosse will quite have the same effect...
It was a tiresome day at work. The weather was inclement, so we resorted to Plan B, and kept plodding on with the survey of the great big cordite and pressing mill. I've been labelling individual rooms with letters in alphabetical order, and today we surveyed Room aa. This means that we've almost reached the halfway point in this 60+ room epic...
The weather cleared a little in the afternoon, so we headed out to finish Friday's cordite presshouse, and to survey the little asbestos shack (which I've wryly subtitled the 'Loveshack') which lurks near the acid settling pools. The asbestos shack is deceptively cute: it has a pitched roof and a steel frame, and from a distance it looks like a toy timberframe farmhouse from the Home Counties. Needless to say, our survey of this particular structure will be cursory! As for the acid settling pools... They aren't half as bad as they sound: though there are 'Warning: Acid!! signs everywhere, the water's sufficiently clean these days for the swans and shelduck to be swimming happily there now. In fact, I think the swans are thinking of building a nest there...
I had high hopes for scoring off not one but two more buildings by the end of the afternoon, but just as we were about to finish off the presshouse, the camera flashed up the message 'Memory Card Full.'
So it was a case of foiled again!!!
I finally finished reading Two Men in a Trench, and very enjoyable it was, too. Some day, I must go hunting for James IV's gun entrenchment at Flodden Hill, and thanks to Messrs. Pollard and Oliver, I added another term to my internal dictionary of military terminology: the 'anti-richochet baffle wall'. We had one of those in our pillbox, so it'll be useful to quote the proper term in the report!
The time is fast approaching when I have to select a book for holiday reading. I need something big, and chunky, so I think I'll take Labyrinth by Kate Mosse. It's my second read-through, so this time I'll be critically dissecting it, just to see how the author handles the time-slip sections, etc. since I now have a vested interest in such matters. Hopefully, it'll take my mind off the flight - last year, I had Plutarch On Sparta to amuse me, and it certainly did the trick. Somehow, I don't think Kate Mosse will quite have the same effect...
