That was the month that was...

[f4f3]

It’s been a time, hasn’t it?

Since I last posted, I’ve been off for two weeks holiday in Spain, recorded two episodes of a TV quiz show, sneaked in a weekend in Paris, and now the Edinburgh Festival is starting to swing.

Spain was fantastic. I was on the improbably named Tropical Coast, south of Granada, in a villa just outside Salobrena, high enough in the hills to get the occasional cooling breeze. The weather co-operated, sticking pretty close to 30 degrees every day, with clouds being rare enough to cause comment (there was one morning when the hot air out of Africa hit the slightly cooler shore and caused a haar that Edinburgh would be proud of).

The downside, if I can call it that, of all the sun was a distinct lack of enthusiasm for moving away from the pool. I did manage to see the Alhambra (heaven for anyone interested in Moorish Spain, and Islamic architecture in general) the caves at Nerja (I kept expecting Peter Capaldi to leap out from behind a stalactite, brandishing a sonic screwdriver) and a jaunt up to the local ski resort, which does an excellent turn out of season as a mountain biking centre.

I flew back in just before midnight on Saturday, and on Sunday at noon got a call to say I was needed on set at the BBC’s impressive Glasgow site. Four hours later I was one of fifteen people recording (REDACTED), a quiz show with Sandi Toksvig as the host. I had a return engagement the next morning. I’m not allowed to blog about it at the moment, but suffice to say that it was a lot of fun and an interesting experience.

Tuesday was back to work, and straight into some interesting work.

The next weekend I had the pleasure of arranging a very short notice trip to Paris, which went off very well indeed. Lots of walking, my favourite Monet exhibition, and great food.

And now I’m back, and starting to get sucked into the Edinburgh Festival. Friends are going off to something very cultural tonight, and I’m going to try to meet up with then after seeing Ant-Man (finally). You can take the boy out of the Merry Marvel Marching Society, but you can’t take the MMMS out of the boy.

Excelsior. 

Comments

[slobberpuppy.livejournal.com]

What a whirlwind of wonderfulness! I do have to say you guys have it good in Europe in the sense of being bale to visit other countries within such a small radius. North America is so fucking vast, and the geography of it is fascinating, but everything is SO FAR AWAY...

How did you get corralled into the game show, anyways?

[f4f3.livejournal.com]

I always think that the UK has the history, but you have the geography, and that there's something very cool about being able to jump in a car and drive for 36 hours. Unless you stay where you do, of course.

As for the game show, I was drinking in the wrong pub on Quiz Night when their researchers came round.

[slobberpuppy.livejournal.com]

Ugh, but that distance is daunting sometimes! I have seen quite a lot of North America tho, and it is wonderfully diverse. When we move back to Canada, I am determined to make the trek eastward from British Columbia. I haven't seen much of Saskatchewan at all, and I think the prairies are beautiful. I also haven't explored the northern regions of Ontario, like Thunder Bay, Temagami, etc... I have been to the glorious Tobermory region, tho!

Ah, so you dazzled them at a pub quiz! You just never know who's watching, do you? ;-)