How to plan a honeymoon #firstworldproblems

Don’t spend most of an afternoon gathering intermediate stops from Eurovelo route 15’s website, then mapping your proposed ride on Google Maps to compile distance data like this:

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What has Bruce been up to? (again)

Following on from this post – I’ll try to blog each week:

  • Tuesday 13th: being interviewed about my experiences of Edinburgh, and how tourists and residents see different aspects of the city
  • Tuesday 13th to Thursday 15th: on this course, which was ‘enhanced’ by two fire-alarms and freezing our collective bits off in the snow
  • Thursday 15th: completing two funding applications, one of which succeeded. (The other will be decided in about 3 month’s time.)

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Kozmik

In a vague tribute to a Janis Joplin album, today could be called I got dem ol’ co-codamol hughies again, mama! In other news, last week I succeeded in copying posts from Just another bipedal sack of DNA and neuroses – because that’s what humans are to this blog.

It’s been interesting – and quite emotional – revisiting the end of a marriage and my career in publishing, various family (mis)fortunes, my time in India and Indonesia, my MSc, the start of my community council work and research career, discovering spinning, and the beginning of my current, very happy marriage. So much of this feels as though it’s permanent, and has been part of me forever – but in reality much is less than 5 years old.

There will be lots of broken links, because some material was hosted on now-dead servers. I’ve tried to resurrect what I can, but if you find any, please let me know.

Eleven points: monsoon madness, Queensferry clarity, fear of flying

So who else got soaked in last night’s downpour? I got more than slightly wet on the way home from Napier, then absolutely drenched on the way to spinning. The rain even got through my rubber wallies into my MTB shoes. I didn’t bother to change into road shoes for the class so I had dry footwear for cycling today. So all through the spin I could feel the water sloshing around my socks and turning my toes into prunes. And we got wet again on the way home. Continue reading