Is this really interesting?
Thursday, January 12, 2006
So on with the story, for those of you who have actually stayed with me.
After a rather stressful departure from Melbourne (courtesy of a flight time miscommunication on my part) i got out of Oz and got to relax... Sortof. Got the news while on my final placement that the aforementioned skiing brother had a bit of an accident and was in a hospital in France. Not fun for anyone really though i imagine even less so for him. With true style though he managed to fall down on his first day skiing and didn't even have the sense to do something simple like break his leg. Instead he fell on his skis and sliced through his knee. Ouch. And to make matters worse he failed to notice the hole in his leg and went skiing for a bit more then up another ski lift before he sensed something was wrong. Suffice to say he now has a bit of reputation with the Oxford varsity ski group as a bit of a 'ard man. However he (and his marginally concerned family) didn't actually really find out what was wrong till he finally got back to the UK due to distinct communication issues at the french hospital - namely, he speaks no french and doctors spoke very little 'anglais'! *sigh*
Once 'home' in the mother country, we met up with a slightly stir crazy David, and after the requisite doctors appointments, some fun with wheelchairs, Davids 'party tricks' and (thankfully) a few beers with friends the now reunited family headed up north to spend the 12 days of Xmas with my grandparents. Was good to get back to Derbyshire but at the same time had the odd feeling that i no longer belonged here. Really felt like a tourist for the first time - obviously Australia is getting under my skin!
Xmas was quiet. With my invalid brother (despite his best efforts to get EVERYWHERE), and our now frailer grandparents in a quiet country town it wasn't the biggest party i've ever had. But good to see G&G again and to have the family together once more. And it snowed. Thought not very much It was bloody cold, though you wouldn't guess it from David's permenant 'Flip-flop, shorts, T-shirt and knee brace attire' (all the rage this year in Milan, Darrrling).
After Xmas, with Davie bearly able to flex his leg that knocked his Eygpt trip out of the picture and mum elected to stay with him back in Oxford so the family hols kinda degenerated. Sadly. Still Dad and i grit our teeth and dragged ourselves off to egypt for six days diving. It was tough. Honest.
Next post... Eygpt and the Red Sea (succinctly)
Incidently... Does anyone actually read this stuff? I have to wonder sometimes whether or not this blog thing is just an egocentric waste of time.
2 Comments
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at 8:21 pm
rambles... Just read the UK Holiday summary - I like your blog and I'm sure your mum will once she's back on line - any luck posting the pictures?
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at 6:48 am
rambles...
I read your blog. It goes - BBC News; BBC Sport; Apple Online Film Trailers; Cherwell 24; Google News; Yahoo Mail Fwank; Yahoo Mail David_James_Collins; and then your blog. I do an arts degree so I must procrastination between pages/lectures/essays. Your Blog - like knowing you, without the smell.