Introductions

So, this isn't really interesting. At all. But I just learn I COULD do it, so I have. I have taken a screen shot. Amazing isn't it. Introductions are necessary:
Iggy, meet everyone. I met everyone in a variety of places and we share various interests. Everyone, meet Ignatious. Iggy and I became acquainted in February of last year, and have enjoyed a hassle free relationship ever since. He shares many of the same interests as you.

Pachabel Rant

This is quite funny. I was glad to find that other people also mind the endless repetition of chord progressions!

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=JdxkVQy7QLM

(I don't know how to make things link, so you'll just have to cut and paste. It is worth it.)

Iphigenie et Tauride: A Summary

I went to the ROH in London last week to see Iphigenie et Tauride (Gluck) I was too far away to read the surtitles, but I gather that Iphigenie was seperated from her family and became a priestess on a distant isle. Years later she is told by Tauride to
sacrifice two prisoners to appease the Gods only it turns out to be her brother Oreste and his friend Pyride. Which causes problems for Iphigenie who doesn't seem to enjoy Job Satisfaction. And after a WHOLE LOT of DISMAL reflection on CONFLICT and PARANOIA, it ends happily. Strange really. One isn't expecting it at all. And naturally, since it is an opera, this all takes ages to work out when really, it could have been:

I: Alas what a cruel fate is mine.
T: We need to kill these shipwrecked people to appease the GODS!
Chorus of Priestesses: KILL KILL KILL
O: Rats, I hate being cursed by the Gods.
P: Well, I'm glad at least I won't be seperated from you in Death, my beloved friend Oreste
O: Famous notion.
I: I can't do it. Wait! I'll onlt kill one of you, and the other can
take a letter to my family in Greece.
O&P: Sure thing. Sounds great.
I: Right, so, I guess I pick of you to die then (points at P)
P: I am happy to have the honour of saving my friend
O: Oh no! I couldn't be happy with that. Take me instead.
(Much more of the same, resulting in..)
O: Good, that's decided then. I'll die. You mail the letter.
P: Alas!
Chorus of Priestesses: GET ON WITH THINGS
I: I can't do it! Diana please remove remaining vestiges of humanity.
O: You must! And anyway, who cares I am cursed.
I: Okay
O: Here I go, killed by my sister.
I: Really? Oh my brother! I won't kill you.
T: HONESTLY WOMAN, you're the high priestess and we have to appease the GODS.
P: HEY! STOP MURDERING MY FRIEND!
(battle ensues until...)
I: STOP this is Oreste son of Agamemnon so he is king.
T: oh, well, I guess we can't kill the king. But what about your Sacred Duties?
Diana: She can stop and go home now.
O&I: Great!
P: Sorry, I'm a bit lost...
Chorus: So that's that then.

My Snow Leopard

Even though it is probably going to be a terrible disappointment, I am looking forward to seeing The Golden Compass. Today I did the quiz on the website about daemons. Here's mine:

A la Chambre de Guerre CONTINUED!

Right, so the power has stayed on all day and kindly permits me to continue.

If I don't go through the Cathedral yard, I go along the cliff and past the Castle and down The Scores to the Art History Building. Which is the building in the middle picture.


But either way, I end up in the Quad where the Place of Learning is. THis is the door I go in, Lower College Hall and the gate to the Lower Lawn, and Sally's where chapel is on Sunday.




And don't ask me why these photos won't arrange nicely on the page. I tried. Also, I just discovered that you can click on the pictures and they get big! Which probably you all already knew. But I think it is New and Exciting.

A la Chambre de Guerre

My walk to school:

I walk along the path by the sea, and past the little golf green.


And over the bridge at the harbour and up the hill.

Along the abbey wall and through the Cathedral yard. And along North Street which is the least nice part.

The Post

It might be old fashioned. And it might be slower than e-mail. But I think there is nothing nicer than getting Real Mail. The post comes very promptly here(very likely that is why it is used by real people and for things other than sending junk and bills), and I am always very pleased to see the postman on his bicycle, or with his trolley of letters. This rambling and incoherant statement to say that today I got a package in the mail and I am Very Happy with it. ! .