Duke of Edinburgh

This weekend was the first time ever that I've done a DofE expedition, and I know that this sounds ridiculously cliche, but it was such a rewarding experience. I'm not quite at the point where I can say that I'm proud of myself or anything, because I'm still achey and horrible, but I'm sure that this feeling will come soon enough. It is so crazy to think that what I've gone through this weekend, teenagers and young people have been going through it for 55 years, and no doubt will continue for hundreds of years.

  I would recommend it, but it was SO BLOODY PAINFUL. I want to die and sleep for a thousand years because EVERYTHING HURTS. Saturday night was so cold it was unbe-bloody-lievable. SO there were 10 of us crammed into a four man tent, sharing sleeping bags and not knowing where one body started and another ended. The huge problem was feet; it was impossible to know who's foot belonged to who, and whether they were trying a bit of footsie or just itching. It was a what-happens-on-dofe-stays-on-dofe scenario. All so lovely and cosy and fun. 

Basically a 1am playlist

right now, I'm doing what i do best and staying up at ten to one in the morning listening to wonderful songs on the myspace radio (and LOVING THEM ALL) and writing about a girl that's a better person than i am. I love living as a teenager. It's wonderful- I won't get away with this when I'm 35 with three kids in some suburb (I'm trying to break away from my Marxist destiny, but it's proving difficult)

THE SONGS SO FAR

+ sweet thing- change of seasons

+ pegasus bridge- yoko

+ pegasus bridge- ribena (+acoustic version)

+ Pheonix- 1901

+ anberlin- feel good drag

+ pegasus bridge- boa

+ the format- dead end

+ OneRepublic- good life

Maybe I'll post what i'm writing when i'm satisfied.

Love,

Annie-Louisa xx

PS. I've just had some fabby fab news that i'm off to the Austrian mountains to work with a kid's outdoor pursuits project. wejkfgqwliyefgewgfedjk.`vuy. It's bloody fab :3

Taken two days ago. Tabby and I decided, completely spur of the moment, to go on a walk. It was not yet decided where said walk would take us, exactly. In the end, we trudged (enthusiastically) up to the top of a local hill, and back down to her village. It was about two/three miles. In converse, not that we noticed, because the weather was FAB. How freaking cool are the shadow's on Tabby's back?!?!?

Sunday's plans- I'm so excited! I (just me right now, but I'm hoping to collar a few more into joining me) am going to be going to the Sutton Vintage and Arts Fair, which happens every four moths or so. It really is and amazing thing to go to, and I'm looking forward to it SO much. The atmosphere is lovely, lovely, lovely, and the building is amazing too. (It's held in the town hall) Of course, there will be some bargainous beaurties out there for me too, which I am very much looking forward to.

Plans for after we leave are popping down to the b-e-a-utful Sutton Park, which is a little (large) emerald green gem in the middle of the town of Sutton Coldfield. It's huge. It's also a delight to shoot in, and here are a few of the photos taken last time I was there.




I apologise for the awdul quality of some of those, but that was, wow, over two years ago now, and I only had a bridge camera back in the olden days!

Love,
Annie Louisa xx