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Sunday, September 3rd, 2006
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2:20a - All's Fun at the Fair
(following on from last update)
The approach was fun, as the blaze of light contrasted strongly with the dark of the green and the surrounding woodland. Once there, it was almost surreal, as it was a fair in the traditional sense, lacking the Ghost Trains and small-scale theme park rides of the common funfair. There was a coconut shy, a stall selling toffee apples and candyfloss (cotton candy), three carousels and a hall holding a number of vintage coin machines. A hook-a-duck stand, a large steam engine and a few fast food booths completed the atmosphere. With the lights in the dark, the smoky air (steam, in this case) and the smell of hot dogs smothered in brown sauce, it felt like a night in mid-Autumn, and the firework display only helped cement the November ambience.
With my camera in hand, worries were forgotten in lieu of gaining good photographs, and enjoying the light show with the mix of barrel organs and Elvis Presley songs. The firework display was nothing special, but it was free, in early September, and very pretty nonetheless. My hair got stuck to Viv’s toffee apple, causing trouble for us both, but I noticed when offered some quite how things had changed since the funfairs of my past. I used to eat the toffee off the toffee apples and then struggle to get past the apple skin before giving up. Now, I can bite through the toffee, and the skin, into the apple, and it works much better. Yum. Holly, meanwhile, was blowing bubbles and bouncing balloons with prizes won on the hook-a-duck (is it the duck that is hooked, or is it you?). Without actually spending any money, I had a really fun time, as did Viv and Holly, which was fantastic. I have plenty of photos to remember the light show by, as well.
( Student Houses )
On that vaguely Shakespearean note, I’ll leave you there with two quotes I recently overhead. The first is from a young boy in Windsor, and the second…well, I won’t embarrass them.
‘What’s the webpage for the internet, again?’
‘It’s about fifty-fifty. No, wait, not that, it’s the other way round!’
current mood:  okay
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9:06p - Computer Centre
So, still no telecom at Hazel, which means I'm back in the Computer Centre. As if to reinforce why I'm fed up of working from here, I've got two gamers sitting in the corner of the lab talking loudly and incessantly in very thick accents, and I've no means of drowning them out with music. I'm also hungry.
Ah, they've gone. It's been about fifty minutes since I wrote that first segment, mind, and I've got to go now anyway. It's worth a chuckle or too. This is how the world operates.
I'll write a real post back on my laptop at Hazel, but don't expect to see it until tommorrow at least.
In the meantime, I'd appreciate it if you could choose the best five out of these 30 photos. The theme is 'Look Up', and I'm intending to enter the best few into the BBC News Online photo competition. I don't hope to actually win even the sub-group, but making it into the final 12 for a theme would be extremely gratifying, so I'm going to give it my best! It's problematic how the winning photos are often those which have required considerable world travel, though...I can't exactly pop over to Xangxi for a few snaps of old men on benches.
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