Ipswich Town's Championship Position - 14th
Currently Reading - Atonement by Ian McEwen
Okay, so I realise I'm writing this in exactly the same place, Ipswich are still 14th and what I'm reading has also stayed the same but it just so happened that even though Ipswich lost, the teams behind the Tractor Boys did too, also, Atonement is a pretty heavy book to be reading side-by-side revision. With regards to being in Aberystwyth, I don't think that'll change too much. If you're feeling at all hard done by, the artist I'm listening to most is The Tallest Man on Earth, a folk musician whose name seems to be more than a little ironic.
Tomorrow (Monday 23rd) is my one and only exam and I'm feeling relatively relaxed, it's on Elizabethan drama (Henry V, Henry VI part 1 and Arden of Faversham) and I'm drowning in notes but I'm feeling pretty confident because of how much I've enjoyed this module, something that if I'm honest with myself wasn't happening in first year (medieval writing just doesn't do it for me).
This blog post could be seen as some pretty lengthy procrastination and you might be right in thinking that but yesterday I went on yet another wander and I'd love to tell you all about it.
After Ipswich crashed out of the FA cup, losing to Lincoln City, a team three leagues below them, my betting odds for putting them in an accumulator against Huddersfield went up dramatically, I thought they'd bounce back from the huge loss and give me a huge payout (thirty pounds from just one) but they didn't, they lost 2-0 and as I was watching the live commentary of us being backed into a corner, I decided it was no way to spend a Saturday afternoon.
There is an anomaly in Aberystwyth's bird population that seems to happen daily at sunset, nobody really knows why it happens but it's an amazing sight to see - The murmuration of starlings returning to the pier. They bunch together and then just at the point of colliding, they dart away, creating some incredible patterns on the skyline. And, much like that afternoon of nature's spectacle of mystery, another phenomenon was revealed to me, why I follow a team that seems to consistently break my heart and cause me to despair. To both happenings nobody knows the true answer but despite this, it'll continue to happen week-in, week-out.
Adjusting my camera's whitebalance to 8000 Kelvins showed the room being washed with warm light
Murmuration in action
I live in one of the most beautiful towns
Final quick note, I've set up a writer's page at a site called Booksie, just because I'd like to be sharing my actual writing with people who read my blog. The first post is a music magazine article I was asked to write as part of my course. Lena Ellingwood didn't exist.
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