Monday, December 6, 2010
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
So far I haven't had a reply from anyone, but I think this is quite normal. I've tried sending emails and snail mail but still nothing. I'm hoping that one day I will and even better that one of the animals I'm campaigning to be released is actually taken from a life of misery and cruelty and put back in it's natural environment.
Sadly the two bears still languish in a pit in Berlin, Lucy the elephant is still kept indoors in Toronto and 18 Dolphins are still confined to a training regime in the Philippines, all of these I've written letters to the relevant people in the hope that they will be released. Thankfully Tom and Misha, the two Dolphins rescued from Turkey are now in a deep sea pen in a peaceful marina - this happened quite quickly after we were sent details of the campaign, so I can't claim a helping hand in that one!
If you want to get involved, please visit - Born Free, I'm sure a few more people putting some weight behind one of the campaigns will make all the difference and you never know I may just be able to cross another task off my list ( 15. Rescue an animal from captivity).
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Below is my list of the books that stood out for me:-
The Ones That Surprised Me
1. Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell
2. War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy
3. The Pillars Of The Earth - Ken Follett
4. A Prayer For Owen Meany - John Irving
5. A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute
6. The Shell Seekers - Rosamunde Pilcher
7. The Stand - Stephen King
8. The Clan Of The Cave Bear - Jean M Auel
9. Kane & Abel - Jeffrey Archer
10. Holes - Louis Sachar
The Ones That I Nearly Threw Out Of The Window
1. Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen
2. Catch 22 - Joseph Heller
3. Middlemarch - George Eliot
4. One Hundred Years Of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
5. Treasure Island - Robert Louis Stevenson
6. Dune - Frank Herbert
7. The Count Of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas
8. Crime & Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky
9. The Magus - John Fowles
10. The Woman In White - Wilkie Collins
And now, quite happily I can attack my to be read shelf and as for my tasks, I'm on to the learning a new language next.
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Friday, November 5, 2010
Due to my birthday on Wednesday, it's now just under a year to go on this blog and 19 tasks left to complete before I turn 40. Currently got 4.5 books left to read on the BBC Top 100 list before I can tick that one off and then I can start to progress on some of the others. Hopefully I can tick a few more off the list this year and then try and complete as many as I can in 2011. It will be interesting to see what opportunties I get to complete the other tasks still outstanding on my list. Not sure where life is taking me at the moment, but what ever happens, hopefully I'll have some more completed tasks to talk about.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Sunday, October 31, 2010
I now only have six books to go before I complete this task and yes you guessed it, they are all tombs of books, with the lightest one weighing in at around 600 pages approx. But now that they are sat on my desk staring at me, with Mr Bump keeping a close eye on them, here lies a mini challenge in itself - how quickly can I read all of these? I want to read them properly, to give myself some sort of satisfaction at completing such a huge task and I want to be realistic about it. So I figured, end of November should do it? My to be read pile of 'ordinary' books is calling to me, so that will spur me on, hopefully... I'll keep you updated!
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Monday, October 11, 2010
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Friday, October 1, 2010
Monday, September 20, 2010
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Monday, September 6, 2010
Monday, August 30, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Monday, August 9, 2010
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Sheffield Bladerunners play in the Northern AAA league and were established circa 1985. We turned up to watch them on their home turf, at the Phoenix Sports & Social Club in Rotherham, expecting to see a little stadium, a few dozen people watching etc. Unfortunately we were at a loss to see where they played when we arrived and only managed to just glimpse a uniform in the far distance beyond the football pitches. There was no stadium, no people watching that weren't involved directly with the teams, but do you know what, it was great. We sat on the grass and watched 2 x 7 - inning games (double headers)and a bunch of individuals that were there for the pure love of the game and not for the financial aspects like so many other sportsmen. Okay so there were no home runs, but it still kept us entertained for the best part of 2 hours.
If I lived a little nearer, then I would definitely go to watch them again and I certainly wouldn't ever turn down the opportunity of watching a bigger game in the States, but for now I'm quite happy I spent a few hours on an otherwise boring Sunday completing another task.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Saturday, July 31, 2010
- Edit and load my short film onto You Tube
- Finish The Lord Of The Rings book
- Start A Suitable Boy book
- Order a few more books off the Top 100 list
- Go to a baseball match
- Possible skinny dipping although if the weather is anything like it is today, then that will be a definite no
Unfortunately the proposal for the column in my local newspaper went down like a lead balloon. The reporter fired rapid questions at me about my book club and didn't really give me a chance to expand any further, so I guess that's a no then! It's also looking unlikely that I will be able to go to the next England match. I'm fine going there by myself, but coming back the bus doesn't get into Nottingham until 1:15am and I don't fancy walking the streets looking for a taxi at that time of night. Hubbie understandably is a little worried about my safety, so I'll just have to wait until they do a Saturday match.
Right, really must start this editing - hope you all have good weekends!
Friday, July 30, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
- Read The Two Towers - number 2 book of The Lord Of The Rings
- Tried to find someone to come to the next England match with me at Wembley
- Tried to download the software to play and edit my film, gave up and then husband took over!
- Sent a proposal to the local paper for a possible monthly column
- Posted a request for a seat in an Executive box at Nottingham Forest on Gumtree (if anyone knows of anyone who has a spare seat, then I am willing to pay a reasonable price to do this)
- Started reading 'The Return Of The King' - number 3 book of The Lord Of The Rings
Monday, July 26, 2010
Sunday, July 25, 2010
3) I haven't booked the surfing yet, just need to organise a date with hubbie and then it's done (may do that today!)
So pretty dismal month but then again, I have been busy doing the old job search and sometimes I found it quite hard to concentrate fully on more than one thing, so I'm not going to beat myself up too much! Here's to the next month and hopefully August will bring a few more task completions!
Monday, July 19, 2010
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Monday, July 12, 2010
Friday, July 2, 2010
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Monday, June 28, 2010
Friday, June 25, 2010
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Monday, June 7, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Thursday, May 20, 2010
If you wish to follow the tour from the beginning then start here www.carolinesmailes.co.uk/blog
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
Friday, April 2, 2010
Scor-zay-zee is a local Nottingham rapper and he also happens to be in one of my favourite films of last year 'Le Donk'. So favourite, that me and my work colleague constantly quote from it at work - a cult classic. He looked a little over whelmed when I bounded up to him and told him I was such a fan, but he was really cool and told us what he was up to.
So the rest of my time was overshadowed by meeting this guy, we even discussed the fact that I'd met him live on air, which left no time to talk about flying the trapeze. Back on the radio on May 7th, so will update listeners then, but for now I met Scor-zay-zee - how cool is that?
Monday, March 22, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010
Ruth's diary is the new novel by Fiona Robyn, called Thaw. She has decided to blog the novel in its entirety over the next few months, so you can read it for free.
Ruth's first entry is below, and you can continue reading tomorrow here.
These hands are ninety-three years old. They belong to Charlotte Marie Bradley Miller. She was so frail that her grand-daughter had to carry her onto the set to take this photo. It’s a close-up. Her emaciated arms emerge from the top corners of the photo and the background is black, maybe velvet, as if we’re being protected from seeing the strings. One wrist rests on the other, and her fingers hang loose, close together, a pair of folded wings. And you can see her insides.
The bones of her knuckles bulge out of the skin, which sags like plastic that has melted in the sun and is dripping off her, wrinkling and folding. Her veins look as though they’re stuck to the outside of her hands. They’re a colour that’s difficult to describe: blue, but also silver, green; her blood runs through them, close to the surface. The book says she died shortly after they took this picture. Did she even get to see it? Maybe it was the last beautiful thing she left in the world.
I’m trying to decide whether or not I want to carry on living. I’m giving myself three months of this journal to decide. You might think that sounds melodramatic, but I don’t think I’m alone in wondering whether it’s all worth it. I’ve seen the look in people’s eyes. Stiff suits travelling to work, morning after morning, on the cramped and humid tube. Tarted-up girls and gangs of boys reeking of aftershave, reeling on the pavements on a Friday night, trying to mop up the dreariness of their week with one desperate, fake-happy night. I’ve heard the weary grief in my dad’s voice.
So where do I start with all this? What do you want to know about me? I’m Ruth White, thirty-two years old, going on a hundred. I live alone with no boyfriend and no cat in a tiny flat in central London. In fact, I had a non-relationship with a man at work, Dan, for seven years. I’m sitting in my bedroom-cum-living room right now, looking up every so often at the thin rain slanting across a flat grey sky. I work in a city hospital lab as a microbiologist. My dad is an accountant and lives with his sensible second wife Julie, in a sensible second home. Mother finished dying when I was fourteen, three years after her first diagnosis. What else? What else is there?
Charlotte Marie Bradley Miller. I looked at her hands for twelve minutes. It was odd describing what I was seeing in words. Usually the picture just sits inside my head and I swish it around like tasting wine. I have huge books all over my flat; books you have to take in both hands to lift. I’ve had the photo habit for years. Mother bought me my first book, black and white landscapes by Ansel Adams. When she got really ill, I used to take it to bed with me and look at it for hours, concentrating on the huge trees, the still water, the never-ending skies. I suppose it helped me think about something other than what was happening. I learned to focus on one photo at a time rather than flicking from scene to scene in search of something to hold me. If I concentrate, then everything stands still. Although I use them to escape the world, I also think they bring me closer to it. I’ve still got that book. When I take it out, I handle the pages as though they might flake into dust.
Mother used to write a journal. When I was small, I sat by her bed in the early mornings on a hard chair and looked at her face as her pen spat out sentences in short bursts. I imagined what she might have been writing about; princesses dressed in star-patterned silk, talking horses, adventures with pirates. More likely she was writing about what she was going to cook for dinner and how irritating Dad’s snoring was.
I’ve always wanted to write my own journal, and this is my chance. Maybe my last chance. The idea is that every night for three months, I’ll take one of these heavy sheets of pure white paper, rough under my fingertips, and fill it up on both sides. If my suicide note is nearly a hundred pages long, then no-one can accuse me of not thinking it through. No-one can say; ‘It makes no sense; she was a polite, cheerful girl, had everything to live for’, before adding that I did keep myself to myself. It’ll all be here. I’m using a silver fountain pen with purple ink. A bit flamboyant for me, I know. I need these idiosyncratic rituals; they hold things in place. Like the way I make tea, squeezing the tea-bag three times, the exact amount of milk, seven stirs. My writing is small and neat; I’m striping the paper. I’m near the bottom of the page now. Only ninety-one more days to go before I’m allowed to make my decision. That’s it for today. It’s begun.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
I’m also thinking about redesigning my website. I really need to start pushing my writing this year, but it’s kind of hard knowing what to put on my site, when I’ve not been published. I definitely need a presence there, but I’m not happy with what I’ve got at the moment.
I’m sure it will all come together pretty soon, but it would be nice for my next appearance on Radio Nottingham to say that I’ve actually completed a task instead of waffling around the fact. Wish me luck!
Friday, February 19, 2010
Anyway, I digress – Chess! Blinkin’ hard to learn this one. I started to read the Chess for beginners book and promptly gave up, halfway through the first chapter. It reminded me of the time I tried to crack the Rubik’s Cube, I couldn’t understand the ‘how to’ book on that either! I went on BBC Radio Nottingham again today and Andy Whittaker has set me a task of learning to play Chess by my next appearance (March 19th) so the challenge is on – best dust off my Chess board this weekend!