Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Interesting Times

The most exciting thing in human life is, that you never guess what's going to happen next.

Last Friday, for example, I had no idea that I'd be driving a genuine tractor on Sunday. But drive it I did, even reversed it - go me! Nothing broke and no one was harmed in the process. Amazing. There might be pictures to prove this later on, I'll just have to see how much I resemble Quasimodo in them before I publish any of them.

The whole story behind this heroic act of controlling agricultural machinery is that I was invited to a weekend at a country manor, which I realize does sound like an episode of Keeping Up Appearances but which actually was one of the best weekends all year so far. We (that is, a group of 8 good people) ate so much food that you'd think it was Christmas, played all sorts of games and generally had fabulous time. And, as mentioned before, got a chance at driving a tractor.

Right now, however, I feel I have so many things on my to do - list that it is almost as long as Santa's beard. For the next two weeks I am officially the duty manager at work, there's grandma's birthday and then the tent camp feast which still needs more planning - the menu is complete, I need to design the shopping list and plan in which order to cook the dishes (a big, huge, enormous, Till-size thank you in advance to all of those who have promised to help me in the kitchen). Then I have to find out whether my home insurance covers traveling, cancel the newspaper for the duration of said trip, decide what to pack, find out if there's any way of obtaining a camera, and so forth and so forth.

Small things, but there are so many of them. Lazy old me is having a hard time deciding from where to start.


Today's top of the pops:
Hedningarna: Gorrlaus, Täppmarsch, Täss' on nainen
Janus (I've heard only a couple of their songs and I'm already hooked) : Verflucht, Kafka, Grabenkrieg

1 Comments:

At 7:58 PM, Blogger Mammabird said...

I've always wanted to drive a tractor. The closest I got was at the BW's grandparents' farm: I was allowed to drive one of their quad bikes.

I drove it into a gatepost.

(Much to the amusement of the BW & my friend Owen...)

 

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