Recommendations from the End Of The Road

Last weekend was my final music festival of the year.  As I have previously mentioned I much prefer music festivals to holidays sitting by a pool.  This year I didn’t take as many photos in an effort to enjoy what was in front of my face, instead of what would look pretty on a screen,…

The last four things – part 1

I am trying to find a balance between frugality and minimalism. On the surface it would seem that they are compatible but frugality means buying 100 of something if you find it on offer (so that the next 100 times you need that thing you have not paid full price for it) whereas minimalism means…

Post festival musings and recommendations

My brain is still getting used to the idea that I spent the weekend surrounded by music and science but I have started to file my ideas and impressions (or so I think, my brain surprises me still…) Here are my post BlueDot festival recommendations and some musings it provoked. Discovering some art: there was…

Pale Blue Dot

It has been pointed out to me that some readers of this blog may not know where the BlueDot festival got its name. As the Voyager 1 probe was sailing away from Earth and about to leave the solar system the astronomer Carl Sagan requested that it be turned around in order to take a…

A bluer dot

Day Two at BlueDot festival – shorter this time due to low batteries (phone and brain!) I’ll probably elaborate when we get home, things take time to percolate in my brain 🙂 Also on Saturday, Helen Sharman (the first British woman in space). Sarah Crowther ‘Moon, Meteors and More’. Henge (“Thank you Humans for letting…

Hmmm, is that dot really blue?

BlueDot music/science festival Day One: We arrived, in our hired motorhome (because there isn’t a tent on Earth large enough for all of MY creature comforts) and the young woman who directed us where to park also asked if we had the usual, glass bottles…illicit drugs. Ok, my hair is a funny colour so I…

Next Round-up

Part two of my ass kicking, self reminding and gentle prodding…Part one here Doing stuff you don’t wanna – along with reining in my ego (a bit) pausing to consider what the other people in the room might be expert on has caused me to also admit the possibility that things may end up going…

Perfect

We are told that perfection does not exist yet we are constantly encouraged to aim for it. Do you actually look your age?  We have a cream for that (because youthfulness is closer to perfection). I have been wrestling with feelings of hypocrisy recently.  I loudly proclaim that I do not want Instagram perfection yet…

Big City

I consider myself incredibly lucky most of the time. One of the things I think myself lucky for was being born in Birmingham (UK).  The word even looks lovely written down, lots of skinny letters mixed in with fat ones…glorious, and a very welcome sight on the motorway signs as you’re driving home. (It is…

No such thing as average.

In a somewhat surprising turn of events (for me, no-one else would care) I have found myself on more trains in the last six weeks than I have taken in the previous 3 years.  It is one of the UK’s main train lines that I have been travelling on but, fortunately for me, it has…