I’m back! Its been a wonderful, wonderful two weeks. I didn’t even realise that I’d spend so much of it away from home, but I have. The first half of it was in Tenerife and was BEAUTIFUL!!! That island is absolutely gorgeous, then, after a one day rest back at home, it was off again, this time with my partner to traverse the southern regions of the country. We only had a few days, but it kept us busy going from Inner London, to Croydon, to Dorking, to Brighton, to Hayward Heath, back to Brighton and then on to the New Forest. I’ve had an amazing time!
I have some pictures too, so a soon as they’re sorted and ready I’ll get a small collection of them up so you can see; I know folk like to take a look at stuff like that.
I even managed to do some writing while I was away. Not much, but those of you who have been following my Twitter feed may have seen that I’ve done some work while I was in Tenerife. It was all hand written too, which I’ve decided that I hate passionately. It hurts my poor little fingers something awful and my wrist aches! Isn’t it amazing to think that all of the most amazing books of the past were written by hand? Think of those monsters like War And Peace or Paradise Lost… all written by hand. And then to print the buggers, you would have had to use those printing presses. Yikes!
Puts it in perspective really, doesn’t it? Makes you realise that these days we’re all very, very lucky to be where we are insofar as technology and that we’ve got something as easy to use as a computer. To some degree they take care of all the work for you; checking out spelling, grammar and making it easy to go back and correct mistakes. I remember when I had a typewriter, how awful it would be to get five lines down the page and realise that I’d missed a word or that a line didn’t make sense. Tipex and retype for me. What a nightmare!
Even using the old BBC (I think that’s what they were called) computers with no mouse that were purely F-key commands was horrible. Those big, clunky word processors on the black screen with the green text that ran in DOS. That’s what I learned to touch type on by the way.
And isn’t it amazing that we can touch type at all? That there is now a mechanism to use a keyboard to type words almost as fast as you can think them up?
Well, I’ve drifted a bit, as I usually do.
Let’s go back to Tenerife (lord, I wish I could! I got off the plane at Stansted and straight into rain; it made me want to cry). It was 30 degrees there, if not more, all week. My sister managed to get heat rash and a wildly uneven tan, while I enjoyed lightly toasted shoulders, arms and chest. I got to wear a lovely pair of sandals that were frighteningly comfortable to walk in, which was good because we did a LOT of walking! I didn’t go to bed on any night before 1am and I didn’t get up on any morning before 10am. ^_^ I ate far more junk than I ever should have and most of that was ice cream and crisps. I’ve developed a taste for Spanish brown bread and I finally got to do that fish spa thing; where you stick your feet in the tank and the little fishies eat away all the dead skin. Fabulous! And much cheaper there than here. I took some beautiful pictures of the ocean as well as getting to swim about in it (when I say swim, I mean walk through it until the waves lapped at the back of my neck because I didn’t want to get my hair wet) and nearly burnt the soles of my feet on the blistering hot sand.
I even brought some sand back; just two little tubes of it. I’ve never seen sand that colour before. Its a volcanic island, so the rock is very dark which means that the sand is quite coarse and that its very dark. None of that golden stuff you see in the Caribbean, this wasn’t black, but it was brown almost and very, very beautiful.
I’d go on more, but I suppose I should get ready for work. I’ll tell you what; when I do the little gallery, I’ll talk a bit more about it then.