August 2010 Archives

Life is a voyage of discovery; each day brings a new lesson. Unfortunately the good ship 'life' frequently docks at ports where you'd hoped it would not call; to deliver lessons you'd probably rather remained unlearned.

In this case the holiday metaphor is in place of an actual holiday. This was a time of day trips and falling into the usual non-holiday routine. Booking a break during school-holidays is a painful reminder of the theory of price elasticity, or the effect of supply and demand.

It didn't take the football season long to remind me that I lack a sense of humour with regard to my choice of football team; that my tribal partisanship is easily inflamed by a particularly severe defeat and the accompanying ridicule.

A good sense of humour is probably a pre-requisite for following a bad team, and I've had years in which to develop one as we bounced up and down the divisions. Indeed I have that 'gallows-humour' that seems common to all my Black Country compatriots, but being able to see the funny side of a 6-0 defeat? That isn't happening.

I may have captured the moment and tried to convey it in words (prev blog). Others had video evidence......

And so to Sonisphere, my fifth festival of the summer so far. At some point I will compile a blog of my terrible photos of summer festivals, but this is not that point.

Knebworth is not the easiest place to get to. For the second year in succession I thought I had it sussed, I thought it was easy and yet at various points in the journey I thought I was lost.

Last year I used the event to teach myself how to use my ridiculously complicated sat nav (inbuilt, it doesn't use post codes). I had a feeling that the system was deliberately choosing the most complicated route possible - one that went through numerous housing estates and across country roads that no-one else appeared to be using. This year I think I'm convinced that Knebworth is simply in the middle of nowhere in particular.