Sunday, February 3, 2008

In which there is no kind of atmosphere

The away game was not cancelled and I did end up in a field, watching us lose to an extremely polished international school. It was very windy, and I was reading on a metal bench, getting colder and colder (in spite of wearing the Ultra-Scarf and more or less all the other warm clothing I own). If I can't avoid being sent on outdoor sporting events until it gets slightly closer to spring, I'm going to have to either buy a little tent to sit in or, as a last resort, develop team spirit and jump up and down on the sidelines.

As for what I was reading, I've discovered a rich vein of Austenian pastiche in the library, and am loving it far too much. The one I've just finished is about Darcy and Elizabeth's five daughters, and is set in London, which I quite like (I think Northanger Abbey is one of my favourites because it's not all countryside, all the time). The plot is more or less the same as that of Pride and Prejudice, which means you have to accept that at least half of Darcy and Elizabeth's children are dumb as rocks. But once you do, it's lovely and a great comfort in near-hypothermic situations.

Going shopping in London tomorrow with Iona and possibly Ella, yay. And to see Cloverfield tonight, once I get off house duty. Will report back as to whether I throw up (I've never been to a film before that has an official motion-sickness warning).

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Glad at du i det minste hadde Ultraskjerfet. Ta med et teppe neste gang,hvis du ikke får tak i et telt, det ville jo vært best, men teppe ser nesten like sært ut og er også bra varmt.
Kan du låne med boken om Darcy & Elizabeths barn når du skal hjem? Hvis vekten holder? mamma