Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Ottawa Choose You Own Adventure(r)

You are in a nightclub in Ottawa called Zaphod Beeblebrox.

You are slightly pissy.

Do you:
Kiss the pretty girl who, had you been 24, you would have fallen for in about two minutes? Turn to page 8



Or do you:
Lick her housemate? Turn to Page 17



Sunday, January 21, 2007

Quebec City


Do you like cannons; old stone buildings; cool little restuarants and funky little bars; AND freezing your dick off?!?!?!

Of course you do!
That's why you should go to Quebec City!

It is awesome and I definately need to come to Canada in the warmer months. However I have managed to fullfill a life long dream that I made up two days ago. Well, actually it was just a natural progression of (a) I need to wee, and (b) I'm in a snow clad forest bit of a park.
Slobro and SloSister-in-law have headed back to Halifax to find out if their house is still there and not covered in fallen trees.
I got to use my awesome French in a pharmacy. “Pardon. Ooh ay le lip balm?”

The old town is picturesque. by random wandering we ended up there three times. On top of the hill there is a monstrous Germanic-looking hotel complete with round turrets and plenty of them. It is called Chateau Frontenac. Ottawa has a similar building called Chateau Frontenback whose bells ring on the hour. And Toronto has the Chateau Backcrackensak You can tell when it’s 9am by the screams.

Monday, January 15, 2007

Peggys Cove




This is Peggy's Cove. It's a tiny little protected bay that holds a small fishing fleet for the forty people who live there. The ocean you can see is the North Atlantic.


Oh, and for some reason Canada makes me burp. I have no idea why.

Sunday, January 14, 2007

Halifax, Canada. Part2


Two days ago Slobro, SloSister-in-law and I went to the edge of Fanghorn forest or whatever it's called from Lord of The Rings. The Plains of the Dead are beautiful at this time of year. Actually we were at a place called Peggy's Cove which is a little village on a peninsular of glacier scraped granite. There are dropped boulders sitting inconcruously on high points of the rock and all the low points are high-acidity sphagnum moss bog with dwarf spruce sticking out. It looks like Newport beach at superlow tide at first glance. Really thick clumps of reighdeer moss (actually a lichen. It's what you can buy in hobby shops to use as bushes for Warhammer), buttloads of other mosss, heath plants, moss and red leafed pitcher plants (above). It is astonishingly beautiful. The rain let up so it was a bit misty and thus 100% eldritch. I did see some orcs but they scarpered before I could draw a bead on them.





We also went to the shore of the Bay of Fundy and watched the World's Fastest Tides (TM) go out. Red sand/mud flats perfectly sculpted with little ripples the whole way to the water and beyond. High tide is marked by ice. The last two days we've had real proper snow.

Slobro called me from the lab yesterday as a fair amount of snow got dumped and said "Happy? It took a lot of organising, but there you are!"

Definately a place to come in the Summer, but still very awesome in the winter.
Today I bought a sleeping bag, so I'm almost fully kitted out for the GreaT aDVENTURE THAT STARTS ON fEBRUARY THE 22ND. Oh fuck. Caps. NoRMal!

Friday, January 12, 2007

Halifax, Canada. Part 1

Dear Ms Raishbrook,

I was prompted to think of you this morning.
It was -16 degrees C with a windchill factor of -15degrees C.
Initially I thought "Awesome!" but once I started walking I realised that it was, in fact, brutal.

regards.
Sir Harry Simspone KA (D.Phil. frozen)

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Canada. I'm on a mission from Rob


Dear Canada,
Rob Pullar says to say 'Hello' from him.
This is a bunch of biologists and biochemists from Dalhousie University, Halifax.

Thursday, January 4, 2007

Half-arsed farewell

I did have a farewell. It was half-arsed.
But it did involve a cavalry sword, twelve bottle of bubbly and a good bunch of people getting gradually pissed.