selfish holiday
holiday has been good for me. restaurants opened july 4th and i did go ahead and immediately book lunch, dinner and sunday brunch... after which doctor told me to chill a bit. then went to get my hair cut of course and probably something else. and on tuesday the 7th we set out to explore UK going to Liverpool and from there to Manchester. trains and hotels were pretty empty. what was a shame is that the museums are still closed, i really wouldve wanted to see some Beatles stuff, and maybe a couple other mini museums. so all we could really do was sit in a coffee shop, eat, drink, walk around. went to a few shops. then we returned home, stayed for a day and continued to Brighton. there would be many other cities to explore, but we got lazy and knew that Brighton is a chill easy place. there are lots of cute shops in there and we did some shopping. after all this, i guess if 2nd wave starts now, i'd definitely be partly to fault. i felt i did so good the first 4 months of lockdown, not even going out the door for the first 2, that i deserved to go on my travels now. typical selfish thinking, i suppose? i happily followed all the rules though, used hand sanitiser wheverer offered. and it was EVERYWHERE, every doorway, toilet etc. mask in public transport. separate entrances and exits. being able to enjoy the summer a bit i feel like i can stay in another few months in the fall/winter. because i really assume this disease is not going anywhere, and will return. will be rough because its just barely under control in UK, whereas life in finland is back to normal, and they only have a few new infections every day... so if UK goes from this 'on the edge' situation straight to a 2nd wave it will make people - and the economy- miserable. i really dont think they can close everything again, its not survivable. but im patting myself on the back for supporting local businessess - it isnt enough to be open if no one comes in and spends money!
Brighton scenery.
at the hotel we were just enjoying a coffee and reading magazines and chilling (History, Wired).
in Liverpool i started reading one of the Beatles biographies (there are so many it was hard to pick). trying to catch the feeling. and in Manchester i focused on listening to Joy Division in a cafe while reading some random articles on their music. i read the bio Touching from a Distance in around 97-99 and didnt want to do a re-read. it was touching, though.
yeah i eat avocado toasts... so what? if u dont want english breakfast - and why would i - the options are limited before noon. i used to be negative about turkish breakfast but compared to english...ok, sorry i said anything.
LIVERPOOL!
bloody Victoria's Golden Jubilee statues were so depressing... she looks permanently miserable.
i didnt know what this was but i saw it in a shop and had to try. it was bad.
cute cafe/restaurant in Liverpool
Liverpool
Liverpool
Liverpool (yes we liked it)
Manchester
Manchester had interesting buildingsy
i wish i couldve captured the space here properly. the upstairs of a pub.
i have this MAC gift card from my wonderful, amazing istanbul friends and finally got to using it. started with a primer and eye liner.
today we had a handyman come over and put on wallpaper in the entrance hall.
after that we had the hat shelf and hooks installed. perfect for scarves and whatnot.
also put this round shelf in the kitchen for oils etc.
doctor got his full driving license today. the exam was a few weeks ago and it's pretty challenging apparently kind of like in finland it seems. anyway it went ok. you cannot convert a turkish license directly to british so he had to take the theory exam, which wasnt too bad apparently. for passing that, he got a provisional license. thats valid for 2 years, during which u should do the practical driving exam in order to get the permanent, full license. during covid driving classes and stuff have been on hold except for key workers. and i was pushing him to finish the process because i think it had been over a year so he took some classes from a local driving teacher, 6 or so (12 hours), and then the exam, all in 2+ weeks.
random: crossings are named after random animals. wtf? pelican crossing, zebra crossing, puffer crossing, chicken crossing, toucan crossing, pegasus crossing....
i was watching the netflix docu on Queen + Adam Lambert and remembering how i found Queens music. it was 1991. i was only 11 and i was listening to Queen cassette's and looking at the lyrics with a dictionary in my hand. the docu was nice although pretty light and almost like a sales pitch, of course. in an art shop in Brighton we found this nice poster. not sure about where to hang it and what kind of a frame to get.
Brighton:
see Johnny Lydon there?
we needed a new oven glove. i saw this brand (BlueQ)in shops in Brighton and got interested. most of the oven mitts were maybe sexist or just didnt fit, but this one did it since we are not great cooks but also not the pickiest.
another shoe shelf. we just needed more...eh. surprise. this was just perfect next to the other, size and all. they were charging like 20 GBP more for black so i got the plain steel and painted this black today myself. call me stingy? (Etsy link)
a pub in Clapham Common. my temp at the entrance was measured at 36.2C. there is no denying this is a nicer area. and im not complaining and i love this but i miss Brixton too.
we got the tea infusion from Brighton , they suggested mixing with gin so i tried (left bottle). fucking horrible. ill try vodka next. not sure why im even trying these things.i guess its wonderfully middle aged to have these little kitchen projects where someone else has done the thinking for you? docytor on the other enjoyed really doing stuff sometimes, like pickled carrots, pickled onions, his own muesli bars and so forth.
when i saw "kopparberg" and "strawberry lime" i had to buy it although i am not big on gin. i did test it - horrible.
this was random. i did not like the book Tipping Point by Malcolm Gladwell - i admit i didnt finish it. there were some heavy assumptions about HIV existing in the 50s and then getting 'stronger', and some odd hand mentions like "these were not people like me and you, these were people who were partying every night"... suggesting very promiscious, not like us. if the book was great otherwise i wouldve continued, but i felt like he was really clutching at straws or trying to 'invent' a point. not that 'a tipping point' does not exist in many interesting situations, but i lost trust.
what is with these posh funerals. i mean okay, every country has its traditions so not criticising, im actually like ok... just find ot odd, when i hear horses i look out the window and ...there it is, someones casket in a glass case. this one today seems to say 'grandad'.
Brighton scenery.
at the hotel we were just enjoying a coffee and reading magazines and chilling (History, Wired).
in Liverpool i started reading one of the Beatles biographies (there are so many it was hard to pick). trying to catch the feeling. and in Manchester i focused on listening to Joy Division in a cafe while reading some random articles on their music. i read the bio Touching from a Distance in around 97-99 and didnt want to do a re-read. it was touching, though.
yeah i eat avocado toasts... so what? if u dont want english breakfast - and why would i - the options are limited before noon. i used to be negative about turkish breakfast but compared to english...ok, sorry i said anything.
LIVERPOOL!
bloody Victoria's Golden Jubilee statues were so depressing... she looks permanently miserable.
i didnt know what this was but i saw it in a shop and had to try. it was bad.
cute cafe/restaurant in Liverpool
Liverpool
Liverpool
Liverpool (yes we liked it)
i wish i couldve captured the space here properly. the upstairs of a pub.
i have this MAC gift card from my wonderful, amazing istanbul friends and finally got to using it. started with a primer and eye liner.
after that we had the hat shelf and hooks installed. perfect for scarves and whatnot.
also put this round shelf in the kitchen for oils etc.
doctor got his full driving license today. the exam was a few weeks ago and it's pretty challenging apparently kind of like in finland it seems. anyway it went ok. you cannot convert a turkish license directly to british so he had to take the theory exam, which wasnt too bad apparently. for passing that, he got a provisional license. thats valid for 2 years, during which u should do the practical driving exam in order to get the permanent, full license. during covid driving classes and stuff have been on hold except for key workers. and i was pushing him to finish the process because i think it had been over a year so he took some classes from a local driving teacher, 6 or so (12 hours), and then the exam, all in 2+ weeks.
random: crossings are named after random animals. wtf? pelican crossing, zebra crossing, puffer crossing, chicken crossing, toucan crossing, pegasus crossing....
i was watching the netflix docu on Queen + Adam Lambert and remembering how i found Queens music. it was 1991. i was only 11 and i was listening to Queen cassette's and looking at the lyrics with a dictionary in my hand. the docu was nice although pretty light and almost like a sales pitch, of course. in an art shop in Brighton we found this nice poster. not sure about where to hang it and what kind of a frame to get.
Brighton:
see Johnny Lydon there?
we needed a new oven glove. i saw this brand (BlueQ)in shops in Brighton and got interested. most of the oven mitts were maybe sexist or just didnt fit, but this one did it since we are not great cooks but also not the pickiest.
a pub in Clapham Common. my temp at the entrance was measured at 36.2C. there is no denying this is a nicer area. and im not complaining and i love this but i miss Brixton too.
we got the tea infusion from Brighton , they suggested mixing with gin so i tried (left bottle). fucking horrible. ill try vodka next. not sure why im even trying these things.i guess its wonderfully middle aged to have these little kitchen projects where someone else has done the thinking for you? docytor on the other enjoyed really doing stuff sometimes, like pickled carrots, pickled onions, his own muesli bars and so forth.
this was random. i did not like the book Tipping Point by Malcolm Gladwell - i admit i didnt finish it. there were some heavy assumptions about HIV existing in the 50s and then getting 'stronger', and some odd hand mentions like "these were not people like me and you, these were people who were partying every night"... suggesting very promiscious, not like us. if the book was great otherwise i wouldve continued, but i felt like he was really clutching at straws or trying to 'invent' a point. not that 'a tipping point' does not exist in many interesting situations, but i lost trust.
what is with these posh funerals. i mean okay, every country has its traditions so not criticising, im actually like ok... just find ot odd, when i hear horses i look out the window and ...there it is, someones casket in a glass case. this one today seems to say 'grandad'.
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