forgot yesterday’s TPL update, but you all knew there were no games last weekend anyway, so the score for the week was nil.
apologies for lack of postings yesterday – this was mainly due to me having a fairly busy day at work, combined with the fact that my PC at home is in pieces as I upgrade. Further long silences are likely during the next two or three days as I am pretty busy both at work and out of work, and also as Blogger is going to have a spot of downtime. Now, if I’d actually finished the Greymatterization of this site, that wouldn’t be a problem.
more rain. guh.
today promises to be another long day.
Amusing headline from today’s Brighton Argus, alongside a picture of William Hague: “BALDY WITH A FUNNY ACCENT” – hmmm, there is nothing like sensible mature discussion of politics.
tonight – beer with Chris, Becs, Matt, Clive, Ian, Kearn and Al. Tired now – going to bed. But, if you are awake, send good vibes to Marcia.
yet another loooooong day. I think I’ll go for a beer tonight if I can rowse at least one or two of the troops, although I really ought to do some of my college homework somewhen, particularly as it looks like a hectic few days ahead. at least it has stopped raining.
hmmm – there is a millipede on the ceiling of my office – now where the heck did that come from?
I suspected as much. Sometimes I am too damned perceptive for my own good, but that’s another story. Equally, at other times I can be as insensitive as a brick.
I was thinking about Chichester last night, and made a few searches looking for good websites about the city – conclusion – there are no really good websites about the city.
But what I really got thinking about was the fact that we take so much of the city for granted – on my way to work I walk past a 900-year-old cathedral (so close I could touch it). On my way home (variety being the spice of life) I walk through the arches of the 500-year-old market cross. When I used to cycle everywhere (now I walk), I would lean my bike against the medieval wall at the back of my flat. Cicestrians mainly just walk past these places (or get drunk under them in the case of the Cross) without giving them a second thought, but if you stop to look at them, they are pretty impressive.
The problem for young(ish) people in the city is that all this antiquity is matched by little or no modernity. There are hardly any amenities for young people – ok, we have the Festival and Minerva Theatres, which are great but seen as largely inaccessible by many people under the age of 30. The New Park Film Centre is brilliant, showing many “art house” films that you are otherwise unlikely to see without a trip to London (which means driving 125 miles as the last train back from London leaves at 10.15pm – pathetic) – but we have no large multiscreen cinema (although that is soon to be put right). Bowling? nope. Nightclubs? one, two miles out of town, and generally rated as “crap”. Late licence bars? you are joking aren’t you?! And all this in spite of the fact that the city has a massive student population.
So, here is my shopping list for Chichester:
– people that appreciate what we have already;
– some large retail premises – Chichester is cursed by only having small stores;
– a decent club;
– late licences at the best bars;
– more for the kids;
– better rail services;
– more new buildings of high quality – less of the eternal sprawl of granny flats.
I’m sure I’ll think of more later.
really grey and miserable outside – enough to really sap the will.
here is an insight into what it is like to live in Chichester:
what does your local offer in the way of food? steak and chips? scampi and fries? ham and egg? well, I walk past ten pubs and bars to get to my flat from the station (a walk that lasts all of eight minutes), and outside one (The Fountain) I spotted this sign today:
“Served from 12 noon until 2pm:
Teacakes??? In a city centre pub? how very Chichester.