Thursday 29 April 2010
A question that we have all asked ourselves at one point or another
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Asa in town
Look at the two pictures.
Asashoryu, one of the most successuful sumo wrestlers of all time and the Chelsea Flower Show.
Chanko nabe, salt-tossing, early morning exercises in the stable versus the Royal visit, Chelsea, green-fingers. They don't seem to belong together, do they?
This year, however, the enfant terrible, the bad boy, the Big bad boy of sumo will be making an appearance at the Chelsea Flower Show, citing a passion for flowers.
Sensationally ending an incredible run in the ring with premature retirement earlier this year, the big Mongolian has clearly got some time on his hands.
And it seems the Japanese haven't quite got rid of Asa yet, in spite of their best efforts across a career dogged with incident and controversy. He'll be meeting Kazuyuki Ishihara, Gold award winning gardener and creator of the above.
I want to meet him.
Friday 23 April 2010
Me and my new baby, Bebe
I read somewhere that cycling London reconnects you with the seasons.
Purchasing a bike has coincided with an incredible stretch of unbroken sunshine and I guess I've been spoilt on the ride to and from work so far. Not hot enough to work up a heavy sweat, not cold enough to chill the hands. Broad, blue skies that weren't even interrupted by planes, for a while. I've watched the blossom bloom and crisp and darken, and the new leaves come through. 8 little goslings at the Gunnersbury Park pond are growing up fast. I see people going about their daily business, whereas before I just stared out across train tracks on my commute. I arrive at the office and my legs feel like iron and the first thing I want is a glass of water.
I've started planning trips to trails, I've seen notices for group rides at the weekend, I've started watching youtube clips for bike maintenance and to better understand disc brakes, I've made a shopping list of cycle parts I need, looked about for cycling apps, started thinking of London in my head rather than on a map of messy, bright tube lines, started thinking of it a little more like home.
Purchasing a bike has coincided with an incredible stretch of unbroken sunshine and I guess I've been spoilt on the ride to and from work so far. Not hot enough to work up a heavy sweat, not cold enough to chill the hands. Broad, blue skies that weren't even interrupted by planes, for a while. I've watched the blossom bloom and crisp and darken, and the new leaves come through. 8 little goslings at the Gunnersbury Park pond are growing up fast. I see people going about their daily business, whereas before I just stared out across train tracks on my commute. I arrive at the office and my legs feel like iron and the first thing I want is a glass of water.
I've started planning trips to trails, I've seen notices for group rides at the weekend, I've started watching youtube clips for bike maintenance and to better understand disc brakes, I've made a shopping list of cycle parts I need, looked about for cycling apps, started thinking of London in my head rather than on a map of messy, bright tube lines, started thinking of it a little more like home.
Tuesday 13 April 2010
Archives
I'v been doing the archives.
It's pretty dull.
The highlight has been browsing through some previous topics we've handled. Most of them end up on Japanese TV.
Here's the pick of them:
- Cliff Car Drop ('06)
- Seagull Attack (June '07)
- Jamboy (Sept. '09)
- Cat Bermuda Triangle (April '09)
- Butlers in the buff (May '08)
Classy stuff.
It's pretty dull.
The highlight has been browsing through some previous topics we've handled. Most of them end up on Japanese TV.
Here's the pick of them:
- Cliff Car Drop ('06)
- Seagull Attack (June '07)
- Jamboy (Sept. '09)
- Cat Bermuda Triangle (April '09)
- Butlers in the buff (May '08)
Classy stuff.
Saturday 10 April 2010
YYYes!
I bought a bike. I finally bought a bike. I haven't christened her yet. Past bikes include Babs, Betty, Bo-Bo because she go-goes, Brenda, The Silver Bullett, Bathsheba (that was my last mountain bike).
I think you can probably guess the theme at work here.
Suggestions?
I bought a bike, finally did it, and it turned out Halfords tried to sell me a bike with a bent wheel so I went back and got my money back and went to Evans instead.
Red buses have never seemed so hot, so huge. Red, hot huge and right beside you and there's this tremendous hissing when they accelerate.
I saw more new parts of London yesterday on my commute and back on B_____ than I have since I moved here, last October. Riding a bike has just torn open London.
My favourite new find with no shadow runs past the Griffin Brewery, along Chiswick Mall and up as far as Dove pub, a Fuller's pub. Cute gardens disembodied from their houses along the Mall, adjacent to the Thames. The green, giant Victorian Hammersmith bridge ahead, row boats piled up, the water was low and house boats bobbed in shallows. It's a ramrod to my London top 5.
I think you can probably guess the theme at work here.
Suggestions?
I bought a bike, finally did it, and it turned out Halfords tried to sell me a bike with a bent wheel so I went back and got my money back and went to Evans instead.
Red buses have never seemed so hot, so huge. Red, hot huge and right beside you and there's this tremendous hissing when they accelerate.
I saw more new parts of London yesterday on my commute and back on B_____ than I have since I moved here, last October. Riding a bike has just torn open London.
My favourite new find with no shadow runs past the Griffin Brewery, along Chiswick Mall and up as far as Dove pub, a Fuller's pub. Cute gardens disembodied from their houses along the Mall, adjacent to the Thames. The green, giant Victorian Hammersmith bridge ahead, row boats piled up, the water was low and house boats bobbed in shallows. It's a ramrod to my London top 5.
Friday 9 April 2010
Things passed
I've been such a slacker about updating my blog. Lots of noteworthy, remarkable things have happened recently and I haven't written a jot. Whaddaslump.
I went to Edinburgh with Dad to see a dour but tense encounter between England and Scotland at Murrayfield. Strange to be back in Edinburgh. It was sunny (now that is remarkable).
I went to the Cheltenham Gold Cup with Mum to see Denman vs. Kauto Star and totally got caught up in the hype and gasped with the crowd when Kauto Star fell in that 'terrifyingly complete way that racehorses do' (Simon Barnes). I lost, Dad'd backed the winner on a wing and a prayer.
Told in pictures, these two events look like this:
I went to Edinburgh with Dad to see a dour but tense encounter between England and Scotland at Murrayfield. Strange to be back in Edinburgh. It was sunny (now that is remarkable).
I went to the Cheltenham Gold Cup with Mum to see Denman vs. Kauto Star and totally got caught up in the hype and gasped with the crowd when Kauto Star fell in that 'terrifyingly complete way that racehorses do' (Simon Barnes). I lost, Dad'd backed the winner on a wing and a prayer.
Told in pictures, these two events look like this:
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