Durham, England

Well I recieved some interesting reponses to my first blog. My good friend John Bowles said there was no way that I was going to keep writing but should at least keep to photos up. My loving mother said my spelling was poor. Well...an curious examination of my identity...lazy and illiterate. No I am just making fun, I had some nice responses, cheers.

I was going to put up some pics from the Guy Fawkes bonfire party I went to last night but the camera ran out of power after the first shot. So instead I will post pics from ym trip to Durham last year. It is about a twenty minute train ride to the south and home to Durham castle and catherdral (More of em?).

This is the river Wear (pronounced we're) with the cathedral just visible to the left. Now I know what you are all thinking, in this idyllic, serene locale, pleasant thoughts must prevade and stimulate intellectual thought. We in fact had stick races in the river...I lost.

'We' includes from left my sister Stacey, brother-in-law Andrew and Becky, seen here doing some skipping. Sure it all looks like smiles now, but we have yet to climb to the top of the cathedral.

And here we are. And It was something like three hundred steps in the dark on a winding staircase. And it is just large enough for me to fit going up. And there are people coming down at the same time. But as you can see it was worth it view wise, looking down at the spires and below down to the castle.

From here we went back down, slowly, and walked around the Wear, which circles the village. It was here that I discovered that Andrew cannot help but take on any dare you put to him.

That is probably enough for this week. My plans to discuss the current re-invention of American media has been scuppered by an evening debate at the local over lager. But I will finish with some disturbing news.

You all know and love my jeep I am sure, but 'shock,horror' I just learned that my mother chose to not 'wait' for the garage door to go all the way up when she recently drove it. Needless to say a light or two was...displaced?...no how about ripped out. It is nice to know that everything is going swimmingly at home. Hopefully Powercat is still alive.