According to Peter Trigg’s Calendar - “My kind of Somerset”… It’s the first of September, meaning we can look at a grainy picture of All Saints’ Church, Aisholt for 30 odd days. Stateside, we’re at the end of a bank holiday weekend (Labor (sic) Day). And summer is officially over.

Oi loves the rain! Loves it oi does... Tis good for they radishes

On Friday we went out to a Greek restaurant down the road, Eleni’s I believe it’s called, which is muy fancy, pricey and delicious and then after that to our nearest pub, the Black Cat or somesuch… Saturday was a race against time to get both cars emissions tested which took far longer than it should have. They both passed the test, but due to inadequate directions we probably contributed more greenhouse gasses into the environment while we driving two cars around lost for an hour than would be ideal. The next step is going to the DMV to get Oregon plates for the cars. You have 60 days after moving to do this, but Drsita needs them to get a parking permit up at the uni and you feel very self-conscious driving around with California plates as they’ve a reputation for uncourteous, reckless driving. And rightly so, I’ve not heard a single car horn beeped in anger since getting here. And, of course, everyone cycles or uses public transport.

On Saturday evening we went with a couple of friends to El Toro Bravo, a tapas bar would you believe. Again, excellent food. And after that we started on The Wire season 4…

Yesterday we set out early for a new set of waterfalls… Photos abound over here. Incidentally, I’ve started flagging any photos with people in on Flickr as “only available to Friends & Family” since I’m a bit wary after Sita’s picture got used in an academic paper and I only found out about it when it turned up on BoingBoing… If you’d like to be added as a Flickr friend let me know, it’s one level above ‘contact’ and you’ll get to see people as well as waterfalls and skies.

After the waterfalls we went to a farmers’ market and there I took my favourite picture of the day:

Realising the tomaydoughs are only little will help you scale this

Nanny’s house is on the market. After a lot of work from Mum, Dad, Gill, Geoff & Rog, here’s the site: maycottageksm.co.uk

May Cottage, Kingston St. Mary

Here goes an ill-advised dip into politics after being force fed 3 nights of none-more-patriotic speeches from the democrats’ conference. Obviously, Obama’s the one to vote for. McCain getting in is too depressing to contemplate, but the Daily Show came up with this fine effort last night that hit the nail on the head for the tone of the entire proceedings.

Had a job interview this morning, there’s a few more parts to the process, but it’s looking good… News as and when. Also, I made another step towards demolishing gwynunlimited.

*TECHYness* There were a hundred posts or so originally written with GreyMatter’s quaint little blog engine, so I imported them into the old version of WordPress 2.0.3 that gate.com refuses to let me update, exported the MySQL database, imported it into a new installation of WordPress 2.6.1, changed a few variables, deleted the posts I already had in the WP admin panel, dumped them with WP’s export function, and imported them into this here blog.*/TECHYness*

So now the archives reach a little further back to my first blog post in April, 2004, where I reveal the manifest destiny of this whole enterprise: to have a go at this blog malarkey, and detail my eating and telly habits. I feel I’ve kept pretty faithful to my original objectives… It was DrSita’s vegetable soup and The Wire season 3, last night.

Masochists among you may now browse the archives with the handy little drop down archives menu on the right there…

Now that Monica’s officially broken the news I’m thinking it’s okay to link to M & D + 1. I’m guessing there won’t be many more posts about kitchens…

Special Portland CONGRATULATIONS to the pair of you, I can’t believe should have know Daniel would be reading him Linux manuals…

Look it! I made a poster…

Que corra la voz...

A Zeeebra, not to be confused with a Zeb-ra

Went to the zoo today with DrSita, but buggered up the directions and ended up arriving too late to meet most of the assembled L&C staff, and missed the food too. Packed the place was. It’s the last Sunday of the school holidays and it isn’t raining so any family worth their salt brought their children to Portland Zoo so they could shout things like “Can I ride the zebra” and stare into cages trying to find the animals.

As zoos go it’s not bad. They just had a baby elephant born two days ago so there was all kinds of talk about that. I learnt that Indian Elephants are called Asian Elephants in America. Though maybe they are in England too these days. I can’t be PC in both countries… The bat cave was grand though my pix didn’t come out cos I was tripodless. I might go back one day. On a school day. In the rain. Maybe the polar bears will have come out of hiding by then…