That was the weekend that was....
Monday, September 6th, 2004 10:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
caddymanIt's good to be back. It's been a weekend and a half and I am still a bit tired.
As I type I reek of Anthisan. This is the result of boasting to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mrcook yesterday afternoon that I never get bitten by gnats. There are some gnats with big paunches and satisfied smiles in the environs of Ilum today, I can tell you.
I have been trying to get online to type since about 7.15 this evening. My thought was to upload the thirty-three pics I have in my camera and put them here. In fact, that is what is happening. Unfortunately after two aborted attempts at transferring them en masse, one of which caused my PC to collapse in horror, I am pushing them up one at a time. This is a major undertaking at 56k, let me tell you. The transfer continues as I type, and I hope that it will be finished shortly. The pics are all going under an LJ-cut so that those of you who are neither interested nor have broadband do not suffer the download horrors. There is no significant text behind the cut, just the pictures and, if I can be bothered, captions.
We managed as ever, to pick a very good weekend to stage NWO; the years of weekly sacrifices have not gone unheeded. In some ways the weather was too good. We had the exclusive use of the entirety of Ilum Hall from midday Friday until 6pm Sunday, but it was so hot and humid that most of the significant activity took place outdoors, where we did not have exclusive access, much to the amusement, bemusement and consternation of a number of wandering mundanes.
Overall, however, the transfer out of doors worked in our favour, though it meant that at least one set-piece was ditched, and the transformation of Columbine's child Venice into Orlando's Serenissima was lost on most. A great pity. Never mind.
I don't propose to write a great deal about the weekend; those who are interested have already done so elsewhere, and I have little if anything to add beyond more congratulations to the players who brought our baby to life; to the other refs and members of the writing crew for mutual support and inspiration; to the staff of Ilum Hall who took our weirdness in their stride and provided food of excellent quality, together with good humour.
One day all free-forms will be this way.
One million words, eh? Bloody Hell. I still can't quite believe it.
See some of you sooner no doubt, but most in two years at the Grand....
While I am at it, a big thank-you toashenkat for agreeing to sit for me for about 40 minutes while I tried a pencil portrait from life. It proved to me how much practice I need to put in to get back to where I was, and her patience was much appreciated.
I'm off to find something to eat.
As I type I reek of Anthisan. This is the result of boasting to
mrcook yesterday afternoon that I never get bitten by gnats. There are some gnats with big paunches and satisfied smiles in the environs of Ilum today, I can tell you.I have been trying to get online to type since about 7.15 this evening. My thought was to upload the thirty-three pics I have in my camera and put them here. In fact, that is what is happening. Unfortunately after two aborted attempts at transferring them en masse, one of which caused my PC to collapse in horror, I am pushing them up one at a time. This is a major undertaking at 56k, let me tell you. The transfer continues as I type, and I hope that it will be finished shortly. The pics are all going under an LJ-cut so that those of you who are neither interested nor have broadband do not suffer the download horrors. There is no significant text behind the cut, just the pictures and, if I can be bothered, captions.
We managed as ever, to pick a very good weekend to stage NWO; the years of weekly sacrifices have not gone unheeded. In some ways the weather was too good. We had the exclusive use of the entirety of Ilum Hall from midday Friday until 6pm Sunday, but it was so hot and humid that most of the significant activity took place outdoors, where we did not have exclusive access, much to the amusement, bemusement and consternation of a number of wandering mundanes.
Overall, however, the transfer out of doors worked in our favour, though it meant that at least one set-piece was ditched, and the transformation of Columbine's child Venice into Orlando's Serenissima was lost on most. A great pity. Never mind.
I don't propose to write a great deal about the weekend; those who are interested have already done so elsewhere, and I have little if anything to add beyond more congratulations to the players who brought our baby to life; to the other refs and members of the writing crew for mutual support and inspiration; to the staff of Ilum Hall who took our weirdness in their stride and provided food of excellent quality, together with good humour.
One day all free-forms will be this way.
One million words, eh? Bloody Hell. I still can't quite believe it.
See some of you sooner no doubt, but most in two years at the Grand....
While I am at it, a big thank-you to
ashenkat for agreeing to sit for me for about 40 minutes while I tried a pencil portrait from life. It proved to me how much practice I need to put in to get back to where I was, and her patience was much appreciated.I'm off to find something to eat.
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Date: 2004-09-07 03:04 am (UTC)Will happily sit still for thee at some point too. Shout me when you next up this way.
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Date: 2004-09-07 05:18 am (UTC)Is that a promise? One that we can hold you to? Hoooray!!
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Date: 2004-09-07 07:06 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-09-07 07:45 am (UTC)Despite the pics being taken in a space of 5 minutes, they build up on Gruff's pics, are very noticeable on Euan's, and have gone entirely by the time you get to the pic of Kat.
All four were taken with me standing in the porch and the subject under the arch. There is no obvious light source to create the blobs, but if you gamma correct the pictures you can just see a couple of players sitting on the grass in the darkness. You can also see a few midges caught in the flash on the full size versions. They do not look anything like the 'orbs'.
Spooky, eh? Mind with us lot around, who would have noticed a Victorian ghost?
Who you gonna call?
Date: 2004-09-07 11:02 am (UTC)