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... feet, the car was covered in snow so I gathered some to make a snow man as Imogen has asked me every time I have talked to her if it is snowing and if I have made a snowman. We headed to Julie's friends house for Chinese for tea, it's been great to meet those people that have been an important part of Julie's life. Home to bed after what turned out to be a fun filled day ...
... in the Pub,
and a dozen free shows I walked into and never found out the name of.
By the end of five days I am exhausted.
I have no idea how the artists manage it, but during one show one artist says;
"It's not a sprint, or a marathon. It's not even a ******* race. It's a job, and you just gotta do it"
By the time Monday comes around I'm glad I set a reminder in my calender to go to the airport, as I have lost track of ...
... is a bit more high-brow, expensive and mainstream. This festival is massive and has taken over the city. Every bar and building is a venue for comedy acts, music, performances from the dramatic to circus, and serious talk and speeches on every topic under the sun from poetry to Scotland's independence. In 2013 there were 45,464 performances of 2,871 shows, making ...
... tried my first ‘Flapjack’ here – which is really a more ‘meaty/fudgy’ ANZAC biscuit which made me think of the latter. Ha! ANZAC day is coming up so voila!
A big hit so I made another batch after David (from the shop) helped my neighbour move a big pot. The butcher’s are quite happy for me to sell them – ‘better with a cuppa tea than Flapjacks’. Maybe Plan B???
Oh and apparently the boys had a drop-off from a Kiwi customer. ...
... children and murdered men. Back then, if you were convicted to die for murder, men swiftly had their heads chopped off, women – well, they had their hands and feet tied, then were thrown in the river, which also happened to be the sewer.
Keeping with the creepy theme, I ate a pork sandwich from a place that had an entire mutilated pig in the window, and checked out some graveyards. Not one angel in site, all flat headstones, ...