Ben writes: Well, I'm back from Wales having had a raucous, marvellous time. I have swum in the sea, played music to bats, walked in sunshine and stayed up well past my bedtime. It is, however, lovely to be home.
| St Dogmaels Abbey, where I played |
Showing posts with label swimming. Show all posts
Showing posts with label swimming. Show all posts
Saturday, 16 August 2014
Blackcurrant & Red Gooseberry - First Bottle (3), 9-10th August 2014
Claire writes: I'm slightly disappointed with the wine - can't really taste blackcurrant. As I did nothing of note on the 9th, I will leave the rest of this entry to Ben, who can have some wine and then recount traveller's tales.
Ben writes: Well, I'm back from Wales having had a raucous, marvellous time. I have swum in the sea, played music to bats, walked in sunshine and stayed up well past my bedtime. It is, however, lovely to be home.
If you want to see how I made this wine, click here
Ben writes: Well, I'm back from Wales having had a raucous, marvellous time. I have swum in the sea, played music to bats, walked in sunshine and stayed up well past my bedtime. It is, however, lovely to be home.
Saturday, 7 June 2014
Orange Wine - Fourth Bottle (B3), 29th-30th May 2014
Orange wine and swimming seem to be inexorably linked. I came back from my second swimming session (20 lengths this time - I am making progress) to find an open bottle of orange wine. And very good it was too - this is a particularly fine batch of orange.
Claire finished what was left on Friday while I was up in Newcastle for Sam's stag-do. This is only the second stag event I have been on, and was far more my cup of tea. The first was twenty years ago and ended up in a Birmingham strip-club. This one involved a long walk in the Cheviots, aided by brilliant sunshine, then beer and curry on Newcastle Quayside. It was a lovely day and made the better by it not ending with someone tied naked to a lamp post.
Claire finished what was left on Friday while I was up in Newcastle for Sam's stag-do. This is only the second stag event I have been on, and was far more my cup of tea. The first was twenty years ago and ended up in a Birmingham strip-club. This one involved a long walk in the Cheviots, aided by brilliant sunshine, then beer and curry on Newcastle Quayside. It was a lovely day and made the better by it not ending with someone tied naked to a lamp post.
| This did not happen |
Saturday, 24 May 2014
Orange Wine - Third Bottle (A2), 15th-16th May 2014
Orange wine was my reward for going swimming. Before last night I don't think I have swum since 2009. However, I have moved offices so that Work is now 5 miles away, rather than not-quite-four, and that is too far to walk. Unless I make an effort I will now get no exercise whatsoever. Hence going swimming.
It was a better experience than I had feared, but worse would have been tricky. Scott Hall Swimming Baths have become far less scuzzy over the last 5 years, and there isn't quite so much public nudity. I managed either 14 or 16 lengths, and can still move 24 hours later.
In fact today I did walk home, through some exceptionally well-heeled areas of Leeds, and I feel I deserved my share of the orange wine, which was its usual crisp, dry self.
It was a better experience than I had feared, but worse would have been tricky. Scott Hall Swimming Baths have become far less scuzzy over the last 5 years, and there isn't quite so much public nudity. I managed either 14 or 16 lengths, and can still move 24 hours later.
In fact today I did walk home, through some exceptionally well-heeled areas of Leeds, and I feel I deserved my share of the orange wine, which was its usual crisp, dry self.
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| The last time I was anywhere near a swimming pool |
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