Last week at home
After a fairly quiet Christmas I find myself already into my last week at home before returning to Cardiff.
Much of my week has been spent trying to make my room a little more habitable, due to the sheer number of boxes and Who related items I have acquired (not that I am complaining I should add). Surprisingly, this took the best part of a week (although I did do other things as well). However when it was all done, it was certainly worth it and looked much tidier, so I'm pleased I did it.
In more interesting news on Thursday Dad and I went to see Star Wars. Having left it so late to see it I was surprised that I didn't know more about it already, but I was able to enjoy the film without any real idea of what to expect and whilst it could have been a little shorter, I really enjoyed it. I thought it was nice to have a few comic moments, although I know that's divided people.
Friday was another trip out for Dad and I (I know, talk about a busy week!), this time to the Liverpool Playhouse to see 'Baskervilles'. This was an in house production, done in the style of '39 Steps', which uses minimal props/costume and only five actors to play all the parts. It was a very clever production and surprisingly funny. It wasn't until we got to the interval that I realised I have no clue of the story, apart from the modern day telling of it that the BBC did a few years ago, which was far from the original, so it was great to actually see what the story was. It must have been knackering for all involved, but we both enjoyed it and it was a new theatre for me which was interesting. The Playhouse is somewhere that Peter often talks about working, so it was great to be able to see the space that I'd heard so much about (I can't imagine it has changed much since he was there).
Come Sunday Dad and I headed back to Cardiff, but via The Big Pit (yes it really is called that, I'm not just forgetful). This is an old coal mine in the valleys (please re-read that in a strong Welsh accent), which has now been turned into a museum. What was great about it, was that we were able to go underground and it hadn't been made into a tourist attraction, it was still (officially) a working mine, which was fascinating and we were taken down there by a miner so he had plenty of stories to tell. After an hour underground we had a good wander around the site (where they had filmed Who in the 70s, surprise, surprise), before heading back to Cardiff, ready for what would be my final full term (scary indeed!)
Much of my week has been spent trying to make my room a little more habitable, due to the sheer number of boxes and Who related items I have acquired (not that I am complaining I should add). Surprisingly, this took the best part of a week (although I did do other things as well). However when it was all done, it was certainly worth it and looked much tidier, so I'm pleased I did it.
In more interesting news on Thursday Dad and I went to see Star Wars. Having left it so late to see it I was surprised that I didn't know more about it already, but I was able to enjoy the film without any real idea of what to expect and whilst it could have been a little shorter, I really enjoyed it. I thought it was nice to have a few comic moments, although I know that's divided people.
Friday was another trip out for Dad and I (I know, talk about a busy week!), this time to the Liverpool Playhouse to see 'Baskervilles'. This was an in house production, done in the style of '39 Steps', which uses minimal props/costume and only five actors to play all the parts. It was a very clever production and surprisingly funny. It wasn't until we got to the interval that I realised I have no clue of the story, apart from the modern day telling of it that the BBC did a few years ago, which was far from the original, so it was great to actually see what the story was. It must have been knackering for all involved, but we both enjoyed it and it was a new theatre for me which was interesting. The Playhouse is somewhere that Peter often talks about working, so it was great to be able to see the space that I'd heard so much about (I can't imagine it has changed much since he was there).
Come Sunday Dad and I headed back to Cardiff, but via The Big Pit (yes it really is called that, I'm not just forgetful). This is an old coal mine in the valleys (please re-read that in a strong Welsh accent), which has now been turned into a museum. What was great about it, was that we were able to go underground and it hadn't been made into a tourist attraction, it was still (officially) a working mine, which was fascinating and we were taken down there by a miner so he had plenty of stories to tell. After an hour underground we had a good wander around the site (where they had filmed Who in the 70s, surprise, surprise), before heading back to Cardiff, ready for what would be my final full term (scary indeed!)



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