Last night at Web Design

My web design course has finished.

Last night was the last night of my web design course. I don’t think I’ve done as well on the intermediate course as I did on the beginner’s, but I do have the beginnings of a web site. I really need time to concentrate and play around with it, but time is something I have very little of. I won’t do any more on it over the summer, but hopefully in the autumn I can start getting back into it and get a bit further on my way to having my own website.

Thinking about reading

Deciding what books to take to Shetland

It’s not long now until I head up to Scotland for my summer holiday. I’ll spend the first week walking the Great Glen Way and then catch the ferry from Aberdeen to Shetland and spend the next 3 weeks there. I’m so busy at the moment trying to get everything at school organised for next year, plus completing my web design course and trying to work on the post grad course, and sorting out umpteen things that keep going wrong in my house and with my car, that I’ve barely had time to think about the summer and plan for my holiday. Luckily, I’ve been to Shetland before so I don’t have to do too much planning for that, but I do still have some things to think about. One of which is deciding what books to take with me.

I’ll be in my car, so for most of time I can carry a good selection. When I’m walking the Great Glen Way though, I want to keep my weight down as much as possible and get rid of things as I go, so I’ll probably just take a selection of magazines and as I read them I can rip out the pages and throw them away.

But what books to take …

Usually I like to read books either by authors from the place where I am or else set in or about the place. Last year I read a lot of books with a Shetland theme, so I don’t have that many left to read. So I have to decide whether to read books –

  • about Scotland in general
  • about wildlife
  • that I’ve started in the past and never got round to finishing
  • from the BBC Big Read list
  • to do with my studies
  • that I think I should have read but haven’t yet.

Maybe I’ll just take a few from each category and then I can decide what I feel like when I’m there.

Coast

Some interesting facts about the Caledonian Canal which I’ll be walking along next month.

Last night I watched an episode of the BBC programme Coast on iplayer. I’d downloaded this one particularly because part of the programme followed the Caledonian Canal and Great Glen Way. The aerial shots were great as I was able to see the paths that I’ll be walking along in a few weeks time. Although I didn’t really learn anything new, it did remind me of a few facts:

  • The Canal was built by hand and was as much a job creation scheme for dispossesed Highlanders as it was to be of benefit to shipping.
  • It went way over budget.
  • By the time it was built ships had got bigger and couldn’t fit along it. So it turned out to be a bit of a white elephant.
  • Loch Ness is deep enough to hold 3 times the world’s population. (Though I don’t know if this was worked out based on the current population or if this is an out of date fact).

I’m sure there was more, but I don’t remember.

The one I’ve aleady done

A day spent gathering wild food and learning new recipes.

When I started this blog I had one task on my list that I’ve already ticked off. I did wonder whether to keep it on or if I should free up the space for a different task. But as I’d actually put together my list about a year before I started to blog I didn’t really want to change it. So it stayed.

I’ve been a vegetarian since I was eighteen. It was actually at my 18th birthday meal that I last ate meat  (it was turkey, one of the few meats I actually liked). I tried to be a vegetarian before that, but it was always difficult when my mum was in charge of cooking and she wanted me to eat meat. I never really liked it and used to feed it to the dog under the table when she wasn’t looking. When I was 14 the dog died. I tried to feed my meat to the cat instead, but she ate too slow and couldn’t eat that much. So I became a part-time veggie, forcing meat down at home so that I would be allowed to leave the table, but rarely eating it outside of home.

About a week after my birthday meal I realised that I’d not eaten meat at all since that meal. If I could do it for a week, I could do it forever. I wasn’t eating so much at home any more and not long afterwards I moved out. I didn’t tell my mum, I just let her figure it out over time.

I always enjoyed cooking and my new life as an official veggie gave me lots of reasons to research and try out new recipes. Veggies weren’t much catered for in restaurants then, and there certainly wasn’t the choice of veggie products in the supermarkets that there are now, so it was much more challenging. Through my reading and research I came across the Vegetarian Society and found out that it’s based in Altrincham (not very far away) and has a cookery school. Although the courses aren’t particularly expensive, they were always well out of my affordability range. So it became one of those things that I kept saying I’d do one day but never getting round to. Last summer I’d been a vegetarian for 25 years and as I’m living back in Manchester and just down the road from the Vegetarian Society I thought that this would be a good year to finally do a course with them.

I chose the ‘Food for Free’ course because it also involved walking and learning about plants. The course took place on a Sunday and started off in the Vegetarian Society lounge where the dozen participants were served coffee before being introduced to Patrick Harding, wild food expert and our tutor for the day. After a talk and a slide show we were on to the practical side of the course where we headed out into the countryside looking for food. We didn’t walk very far, though it took a couple of hours because we kept stopping to pick wild flowers and leaves and listen to Patrick talk about them. Once back at base we were served a big, late afternoon, buffet lunch using all the ingredients we’d picked. So that we wouldn’t have to wait around too long for lunch we were actually served with food made from ingredients that had been collected earlier than our walk, but they were the same things.

Although we didn’t get to cook the food ourselves, which is something that I would have liked to have done, we did get to eat plenty of it and were given the recipes to take home. If we’d cooked ourselves it would have been an evening meal by the time it was ready, so I can understand why we didn’t get to participate in the actual cooking.

I really enjoyed the course and it was definitely worth waiting 25 years for. Now I’m tempted to do another one.

The Cordon Verte cookery school can be found here.

Muckle Flugga

My obsession with Muckle Flugga.

I’ve just been catching up on Alastair Humphreys’ blog and see he cycled the length of Shetland recently and finished up by camping at Hermaness on the north coast of Unst. Unst is the most northerly island in Britain (not counting 2 lumps of rock, one of which is Muckle Flugga).

I found myself there last summer – I actually should have been in Iran, but that’s a whole other story – and fulfilled (kind of) an ambition by seeing Muckle Flugga. I’ve always been fascinated with it ever since I first heard the name on the shipping forecast. It’s basically a rock with a now un-manned lighthouse on it. But it’s a far away rock with a funny sounding name and those are two things that always appeal to me. I liked it so much when I finally saw it that I ended up seeing it three times.

The first was when I walked along the Hermaness cliffs which are fascinating enough in themselves because of their huge gannet colony and puffins. Then I went on a boat trip around Muckle Flugga and got a close up view of it. On my last day in Unst I climbed up Saxa Vord which has a military radar station sat on its top.

I felt very intrepid as I ignored signs warning me of snow and ice. I felt very adventurous as I next ignored signs warning me that I would be arrested under the official secrets act if I went any further. I felt very heroic as I ignored signs at the top that warned me I would be irradiated if I got any closer. (I’d actually been told by locals that it was fine to ignore the signs and everyone does). I’d gone up partly because I wanted to have the experience of ignoring all those signs and partly because it has great views of Muckle Flugga. At the top I ran into the guard who goes up once a day to check on the place. He didn’t arrest me, just told me where to go to get the best views and advised me not to get too close to the radar bits that really do have radiation in them.

So I’ve seen plenty of Muckle Flugga and that should have been that ambition fulfilled. But at the hostel I met a few kayakers, two of whom had actually paddled out to the rock, landed and climbed up to the lighthouse. This is not allowed but, as I found with Saxa Vord, no-one seems to bother with things like ‘not being allowed’ in Unst. I was jealous and so decided that I have to learn to kayak so I can also land on Muckle Flugga. The sea is pretty rough so it’s not just a case of learning the basics and going for it – I also have to get good at it. But this is why I have learning to canoe/kayak on my list of things to do.

I’m going to go back to Shetland this summer after I have walked the Great Glen Way. I’ll go back to Unst and gaze at Muckle Flugga from afar again. As I’ve done nothing about learning to kayak this year that will be the most I can do. But one year I will definitely paddle to it, climb the steps and touch those lighthouse walls.

Getting Things Done

A good motivational tool using lists to help you achieve.

I’ve just finished reading a book called ‘Getting Things Done’ by David Allen. The book is of the self-help genre and is aimed at helping busy managers and executives get their lives in order so they can achieve more and achieve more easily. The way of doing this is to have lists for everything and to break your ‘things to do’ down into the simplest of tasks so you always have a ‘next action’ on the go and feel as though you really are getting things done. For example, a task I needed to complete recently was to get a gas engineer out to do the annual gas check on the house I rent out. But I couldn’t do this until I’d made the appointment with the engineer and liaised with my tenant to make sure it was convenient. I couldn’t make the appointment until I’d rang him. I couldn’t ring him until I had a phone number. So my ‘next action’ started off as ‘get the engineer’s number’ and I achieved the task in stages rather than having it as one unticked item on my list until the whole task was finished. It makes sense to me and although I know I won’t follow all of his ideas I do like the basic idea of it. I like lists and I like to feel as though I’m ticking things off even if it is only bit by bit. Since I’ve been writing this blog I’m already feeling more positive and in control of the things I want to do because I’m noticing little things that are actually relevant to my list, but which would have passed me by before and I wouldn’t have felt like I was on the way to achieving anything at all. So, in a way, I’m already practising the ‘next action’ technique of organising and achieving and I like it.

Waxed!

I get my legs waxed.

Last night was my waxing appointment at the local college salon. I was called upstairs to the huge treatment room straight away and directed to a bed with a curtain round it. The whole place seemed quite manic with people dashing about everywhere. My therapist/waxist/student asked me some questions about such things as if I’m a diabetic or have a pacemaker. Then I had to remove my trousers and get on the bed with a towel stretched across my upper legs. I was ready to be waxed.

First, my legs were wiped down with a cool antiseptic liquid. Then talcum powder was rubbed over them. After that it was time for the wax. Evil smelling, pink goo was smeared over my legs and then ripped off with a piece of thin fabric. It hurt, but not nearly as much as I expected it to. Once the fronts were done I had to turn over so the backs could be done. This was a bit more painful, but still completely bearable. At this point the tutor had come in and joined in as she thought it was taking too long. She was a lot quicker than the student and so maybe this was why it hurt a bit more. My student waxer was really gentle. But soon it was over and I was slathered with an after-wax liquid and advised not to shower, swim or use body lotions for 48 hours.

As I’ve now been waxed I could tick this one off my list. But I think I’ll keep it in the ‘in progress’ category until I’ve been brave enough to have full leg, bikini line and underarm waxing done. As the college closes for the summer next week, it won’t be until at least September before I can do this.

Morecambe Sands Walk

Fingers crossed, I’ll soon be walking across Morecambe sands.

Walking across the sands of Morecambe Bay is something I’ve had in mind for years. The sands shift with the tides and become lethal, sucking unwary walkers down to their deaths. The most well known case of course being the Chinese cockle pickers a few years ago. Because of the nature of the sands no-one should attempt the walk without a guide. Luckily, such a guide exists. Cedric Robinson is the official ‘Queen’s Guide’ and has held the role for over 40 years. He usually only leads walks at the weekend now and only over the summer season. All the walks are also charity walks so it’s not possible to just turn up and join one.
I decided I really wanted to do this walk last year as I’d found out it was probably going to be Cedric’s last year in the job. Although no doubt there will be a new guide to follow him when he does finally retire, it won’t be quite the same. As luck would have it my local hospice (Willow Wood) was organising a charity walk of the sands for the first time. So I signed up and was all set to go. The weekend of the walk, it rained. It rained a lot. It was still raining a lot when I turned up for the coach on Sunday morning. The organisers did a last check with Cedric before we set off and he said he’d have to cancel the walk. Because of the huge amount of rain, the river we would have to wade across was dangerously high and fast flowing and unpassable. As this was one of the last walks of the season it wasn’t possible to re-arrange another for that year. But we were promised that we would be able to reschedule for this year and Cedric would still lead the walk.
Well, my new sponsorship form has arrived and the walk is set for mid September. Surely it can’t be cancelled a second time? It’s got to happen this time.

Waxing appointment made

Setting up my first waxing appointment.

My web design course isn’t running next Tuesday so I thought this could be a good time to have my first waxing experience. As the college salon, staffed by trainee beauty therapists, only has appointments at certain times it hasn’t been convenient until now.


I popped in on my way to class this evening to make an appointment. Whilst I was there I also got a patch test done as I’m thinking of also getting my eyebrows and eyelashes tinted. For insurance purposes they have to do the patch test first to make sure you don’t have any weird reactions. The receptionist mixed a few chemicals and then painted a purple blob on my arm. As it is meant to be a dye that lasts for a while and doesn’t wash off I’m expecting questions from curious students the next few times I have short sleeves.


Leg waxing, eyelash tinting, whatever next? I’m finally turning into a girly girl. I don’t think I’m quite ready to trade my walking boots in for a pair of stilettos just yet, but watch this space …

To bivvy or not

The pros and cons of bivvying on the Great Glen Way.

I’m thinking about bivvies. I’d love to try sleeping in one, but as I don’t know anyone with one that I can borrow, I’ll have to buy my own before I can try it. I briefly toyed with the idea of getting one to sleep in for when I walk the Great Glen Way as it would be a lot smaller and lighter to carry than my tent. But as it’ll probably rain and could well be cold and there’s sure to be zillions of midges at some point (it is Scotland after all) I think a week in one might be too much. No matter how much I resent carrying my tent during the day, I’ll be really glad of it at night. I’ll have room to spread out and cook and sit up and read and feel protected from the weather and the midges. I’ve used it in really strong Icelandic and Shetland storms and it’s had no trouble surviving and I’ve always been warm and snug inside no matter what the weather’s doing outside. So the tent it is. 

I’d still like to get a bivvy though. A year or so ago, I read Ronald Turnbull’s The Book of the Bivvy and found it an informative and interesting read. More recently Alastair Humphreys has had a bit of debate on his website about which are the best bivvies to get. 


Once I get one, then I’ll have to think about where to take it to get the full bivvying overnight experience.