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Recent pics from filming in -35C. Fun.
I’ve been flat out at work finishing the next season of ‘Locked Up Abroad’ or flat out in the park enjoying the summer sun. Here are a few images taken over the last two weekends from my neighbourhood of London. The bottom shot is of ’The Bonfire Band‘. They are a brilliant DIY Country Blues band that I listen to a lot on my iPod.
Continuing the theme of spreading sunshine in a dark winter, I thought it would be nice to post a picture of Jen and I in Victoria Park taken the summer before last.
You might notice the bindi on my forehead. This was applied by a highlighter which had until then been used to mark out passages in a very boring Open University financial strategy course book.
Jen spent three and a half years working for her MBA while still holding down a fulltime job, and this was easily one of the most pleasant days of study.
She graduated last April, and it was one of the proudest days of my life.
I couldn’t resist a folksy blog on the snow in London. We went to bed last night and it was snowing. We woke to soft silence and a child’s distant laugh. London was transformed. Schools off. No buses. Tubes non-existent. ‘I’ll have to work from home’, said Jen with deep concern slash delight. Today the great advantage of being a twenty minute walk from work became a temporary disadvantage. There was no way I could call off work, but most of my staff had to. Still, on the way in I managed to snap some cliched snowy London pics. And after a surprisingly productive day, I headed home early to take my Ozzy Jen to Victoria Park to make her first ever snowman, actually a Snow-woman.
We decided to walk from Liverpool street via the South Bank to Haymarket to see the excellent Frost Nixon film. It was bloody cold and there was the odd flurry of snow during the afternoon. But when we emerged from the cinema at eight o’clock it was to be confronted by near whiteout on Piccadilly Circus. Grown people all around us were behaving like children. A lone Chinese woman held her face to the sky and laughed like a child as big flakes landed on her face. And Jen, brought up in Adelaide (currently facing a shocking heatwave), was having a ball too.