an actual olympic gold medal
i’m unlikely to ever own one of these:
primarily because it was won at an event in the past and was awarded for the women’s curling. an event i didn’t take part in:
Debbie Knox won it instead:
cleaning and curling
curling is a funkypancake sport. not because i’m good at it though, because i’m not.
look at his utility bin.
beyond brushes, which are an essential part of the game, you also get to wear the most fantastic shoes.
initially they looked like normal trainers:
but you can pull the rubber bottom off (called a ‘kipper’) and reveal a super-slippy teflon sole, enabling you to whizz about on the ice like a mad thing
and look at all the other gadgets and gizmos you can get:
uneatable
i sent kezia to stand in front of this sign as i was too scared.
a week of meetings
i don’t know if you noticed but this week’s blog was all preloaded on sunday night. i’m just so stupid busy at work.
on monday i went from meeting to meeting and ended up eating only 4 cough sweets all day (but i did manage dinner in the house of lords, so i guess that made up for it). yesterday i ran from meeting to meeting and the whole day passed in a blur.
at one point i passed this sign. i went to the meeting at the top but the other two looked at least as interesting, if not more so. i’m especially curious about the bottom one (london deanery think tank).
