Never invite someone called Dale to somewhere all the places have “Dale” in them

Cath’s (@wellycath) been wanting to get a group together for a camp around her birthday for a couple of years now, and finally managed to seize her chance last year when Team Social Hiking decided not to contest the 5-in-5/10-in-10 this year, and instead to try to get together socially sometime in June. This also brought it into the range of my personal festivities and so it came to pass that this year my Official Annual Birthday Camp would be in the company of friends rather than hiding away solo and forlornly at the edge of a field in Kent. Continue reading “Never invite someone called Dale to somewhere all the places have “Dale” in them”

Cambrian Way #1: Cardiff to Abergavenny (Days 1 – 4)

I’m writing this at the end of a chilled out day whilst waiting for my curry to arrive. I’ve only walked around Abergavenny town today, certainly not set foot on a hill. And that’s actually a good thing…
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Changing my fruit

I know I’m not the only one who has wondered why so many things in the world of technology and communication are named after fruit, and why there are none named after vegetables (please feel free to point out any!).  It’s probably because fruit conjures up images of sweetness, pleasantness and happiness whereas vegetables conjure up images of childhood protests and Baldrick.  After all when you visit someone in hospital you take them grapes or a basket of fruit – not a bunch of carrots.  Fruit is also funny, although I am sick of hearing the joke that does the rounds whenever there’s an issue with any Apple or Blackberry devices – usually a reference to crumble.  So fruit is generally a good thing, although you’ll have your work cut out convincing my daughter of it.  Ironic then that her task this week in Food Technology (Domestic Science or Home Economics as it was called in my schooldays) was to make fruit salad (and eat it).  What with that and my son seeing how many journeys to and from school he could make a small pot of on-the-turn strawberries last, it’s been a bit of a fruit-themed week.  Continue reading “Changing my fruit”