I have just noticed that I haven’t written any blog entries for a while. I believe the cause is a mixture of 1) nothing too exciting happening and 2) when something exciting happened, I was just too lazy to write about it.
So, what “exciting” things have happened lately?
Since watching “This is England” a few years ago, Jon and I have loved Ludovico Einaudi’s music. For those of you who don’t know him, he is an italian piano composer who creates very melancholic pieces that really evoke images into your head. There’s no way that you can listen to his music without being touched in a way or another.
After listening to an advert for his latest album on Spotify, I decided to check out his website and saw that he was just in the middle of a tour around the UK. The following day he was going to play in Basingstoke! Without a doubt, I booked two tickets for the concert.
And there we went. We took the train when we noticed that it would be faster than actually driving and got to Basingstoke with plenty of time to go around the shopping centre and nose around for a while. We decided to eat in Wagamama’s despite Jon’s preference for Nando’s (the queue was smaller at Wgmms!). Ate, went to the Anvil, had a drink and got to our seats. We had been wondering if we were going to be the youngest people at the concert, but we were quite impressed to see lots of people our age and even younger ones (with their parents, of course)
The musicians came on stage and the concert began. The music was fantastic, the musicians so talented.. It was awesome. Suddenly, I keep looking at two of the mucisians on stage and keep thinking “I’ve seen them before, somewhere else“. Finally the penny dropped and realised that Ludovico and all the musicians were all seating next to us at Wagamamas!!! I can’t believe I didn’t notice earlier and I would have asked for a photo and signature!
Some friends run a charity called M.A.D. for Africa (M.A.D. = Make a difference). It’s totally family-run and they don’t take any money out of the cash they collect, which means that all of it goes to the actual charity. They are building (they have finished it now, actually) a school in a small village in Gambia, and they are considerably transforming the quality of life in that village.
They hold Charity events every year and Jon and I have attended them from the beginning. The format for the event changed this year, though, because they want to make it more accesible to young people, so rather than hosting a formal dinner and having an auction afterwards, this year they held a Quiz Night.
It was so much fun. I do love quizes, although sometimes it has become apparent that I do not know enough about the British popular culture and have been to quizes where I’ve only been able to answer a couple of questions only. However, this time I was quite good! We even managed to win and all (*smirking all proud*)
Ripley Bonfire and Fireworks
Went to the Ripley Bonfire and Fireworks night for the second year running, with Mum and Dad, Paul and Olga. We had to park in first car park that we found, because it was getting late when we got there and had no idea if we would be able to find anywhere closer to the field. The problem was that this car park was miles away and we had to walk for quite a while in the dark to get to the main street where we were meeting P&O.
The bonfire was, I believe, even bigger than last year’s, and it took forever to burn down. Fire is such a wonderful thing to watch (a safe fire, I mean) and, even better, it gets you warm! This was a bit too big, I think, and we were a bit too near. Towards the middle it was getting a bit uncomfortable to watch, everybody was too hot… but we managed.
We didn’t move somewhere else as I had suggested to watch the fireworks, and unfortunately, I didn’t enjoy them as much as expected. We were still tight next to the bonfire and the big, bright source of light was spoiling the sharpness of the fireworks. There was also a big cloud of smoke on the way, so most of the time you had to look through this cloud to see the fireworks.
Next year, if we’re still in the area, I’d like to go again, because it’s such a big bonfire and fireworks. But I’ll definetely move somewhere where the bonfire can be behind me when the fireworks start, rather than in front of me.
Here’s a photo from last years bonfire (I didn’t take my camera this year)
Jon and I have now finally decided that we don’t want to stay in this house anymore. It was perfect for us when we first saw it 3 and a half years ago, but sadly, it is now too small for us. We’re thinking of moving out of this area (being this close to London makes property prices be so much higher than anywhere else!) and try to get a 3 bedroom house in some other area like Bracknell, Camberley, Guildford, etc. We could even consider going as far as Basingstoke.
The questions now are these:
– Do we want a new build or a “second hand” house?
– Will we be able to get a better mortgage deal if we leave Northern Rock?
– Will we manage to make a profit when selling this house?
I hate finances and numbers, they make me nervous and depress me. I am leaving all the heavy thinking to Jon because I can’t be bothered to worry about all those things. I rather worry about the colour we will get for the new curtains in the dining room!
And this is it for now. Read you soon.