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I failed to take a single picture all weekend (unless you count snaps of deranged thrushes at Leicester Forest East on the way home). Instead, here are my imaginary photos; shots taken with my mind's eye over the past few days.

Whitby Photo Gallery )
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Having left work late on Thursday, I hurled myself up the M1, along that really annoying bit of the A64 (why is it so long ? and so boring ?) and across the twisty turny moor road to get in to Whitby just before midnight.

I headed for the pub at a sprint, still wearing what I'd been wearing for work - blue jeans, a greyish jumper and a khaki jacket. Which had the interesting effect of rendering me invisible to almost all gothy types - I got edited out of vision as "local", and got (at best) pitying glances from people I ordinarily chat to. Bonus points to [livejournal.com profile] reddragdiva for looking particularly disgusted with me when I said hello :) Further bonus points to [livejournal.com profile] dmh for not only recognising me but buying me a pint (which generosity I repaid later in the weekend by queueueing for 20 minutes to buy him a drink that was nothing like what he wanted. With hindsight, maybe we shouldn't have had the "what you drinking?" conversation directly in front of the speakers).

Other than that, there was chatting, tea, cake, shopping, cake, beer, chatting, cake and tea.

And some bands )
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Things I have learnt during my week in Iceland[*]:

  • Iceland is mostly shut October-April.

  • People who say "Iceland's not that expensive really" are lying. Through their teeth.

  • People who point out that the non-Reykjavik areas of Iceland are sparsely populated are really, really not lying.

  • The Icelandic national passtime is piling rocks on top of other rocks.

  • If you go to Iceland, take a wide-angle lens.


I have also seen many, many exciting things of which there will be more sensible accounts following when I have two spare moments to write them down. I watched slow motion collisions, built sandcastles, wallowed in opaquely blue water, got blown off my feet on a hillside, walked behind a waterfall, ate a lot of fish, drove without major mishap on the "wrong" side of the road, learnt how to say Kirkjubæjarklausturs (badly), got excited about furry green sheep, disagreed with Lonely Planet's views on architecture, started a fashion by tackling a path of sheet ice and generally had a thoroughly fabulous time.

I have also suddenly realised it's Whitby Goth Weekend this coming weekend. And I don't even know the band line-up.

<googles>

The Damned, Vampire Beach Babes - yay!
Trauma Pet - I've heard people say things about this band. Sadly, I can't remember if they were good things.
XYkogen, XPQ21, Katzenjammer Kabaret, Inertia, Uninvited Guest - who ? Any ideas ?

In a mostly unrelated request, is there going to be anyone in Whitby with a spare hour or two who fancies teaching me how to put eye make-up on competently ? I've finally conceded I'm just rubbish at it. All reasonable offers/exchanges considered.

[*] The country, not the supermarket. I actually have heard all variations on this joke now. Several times.

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