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November is the
start of hibernation. The evenings are drawing in and at the weekends we
tend pull up the drawbridge and gather around the log fire.
We've been reading
a lot more and our books this month include: Ian Rankin - Resurrection Men;
JP Taylor - Shadowmancer; Michael Frayn - Spies and Iain Banks - Dead Air.
Steve even started
to list his top ten of all time, just in case he was called up to Desert
Island Disks. He can't have been that bored because he only got to number 6
- anyway here they are in no particular order:
Heard it through
the Grapevine - Marvin Gaye; All Right Now - Free; Sledge Hammer - Peter
Gabriel; Sailing to Philadelphia - Mark Knopfler; Factory Girl - Rolling
Stones; Sympathy for the Devil - Rolling Stones.
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"Mellow mists and fruitfulness..." give us an opportunity to
go on a few walks. We have this particular walk from the house that cuts
across country to East Hunsbury. It crosses the Rothersthorpe flight of
locks as seen here looking up the Northampton arm. The M1 is about 200
metres behind us.
This walk was
somewhat memorable because we discussed the music we would have at our
funerals. A possible for Jane would be Tracy Chapman's "kick the bucket" and
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British Waterways
have livened up the towpath with these wire figures. They are really
exciting characters just on the edge of the canal in a leafy clearing.
Shortly after
passing this we had to cross the busy A43. If we'd been badgers they
would've built a tunnel but mere human beings on a footpath had to risk life
and limb with cars travelling at 50+ miles and hour. |
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There are some
very large horse chestnut trees on the way out of the village and in Autumn
they give a superb display of falling leaves. On this particular morning
after a fairly windy evening the road was covered with dry leaves, the kind
that we used to kick through as kids in the park.
We both agree that Autumn and Spring are our favourite times
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We did manage to get to see Love Actually
in the middle of the month. The critics have not given it a good
reception because it was soft and sickly but to anyone who is thinking
of going to see it, ignore the critics. Of course it is soft and sickly
but it's also hilarious and sad and you leave the cinema feeling really
good. Yes it's got a feel good factor that goes off the Richter scale
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Our other culture
fix was to go to the Royal Theatre in Northampton to see Breaking the Code.
This is a drama based on the life of Alan Turing, brilliant mathematician,
code breaker, originator of computer theory and homosexual in the 1940's and
50's.
Turing's life was
exceptional in terms of his achievements at Bletchley Park but his life was
complicated by his homosexuality at a time when it was illegal.
The acting and
scene setting were brilliant and left a lasting impression. This has to be
one of the best productions we've seen at the Royal for a very long time and
has revived our interest in local theatre - we were beginning to be spoiled
by the productions of the Royal Shakespeare Company at Stratford. |
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