Things I've learnt this Christmas
- Just because I’m taking “a holiday” doesn’t mean I shouldn’t make a lengthy to-do list.
- Family visits are much more pleasant in small doses.
- It’s not just my memory, living in Devon really is quite dull compared to city life. That’s the geographic location rather than the people therein, just to be clear.
- Hills do make a difference even if the walk is still only 30 minutes. Or: Just because you’re not out of breath doesn’t mean your muscles won’t complain the next day.
- My Devon friends, quite rightly, (would) regard my Cambridge friends as quite crazy.
- My Cambridge friends, quite rightly, (would) regard my Devon friends as quite crazy.
- This appears to place me squarely in the category of “absolutely crazy, absolutely”.
- I am on occasion both more socially anxious than I appear, and more socially anxious than I think I am.
I’ve been blogging far less than I’d like in the last few months. Suffice to say that there really isn’t much spare time around my job for such things: (personal) email, feed-reading and facebook have all been relegated to fairly infrequent tasks. But I think I imagine far more mental effort in writing here than is actually required. Now I’m typing again, it all comes so easily. I’ve got a bunch of rough drafts of more interesting posts that I might, if I’m lucky, get around to expanding before I go back to work. Thanks are due to the vulpine scribe that (accidentally) reminded me why I should keep this going.
Merry Christmas to all, and I hope 2009 treats you well. Oh, and looky, new site theme! Additional static content may follow.