Timber's Weekend Excursions (The Shock Return Of)
I am sure many of you have been wondering, following those exciting jaunts in early 2006 to Bobigny, Pantin, and Sceaux, among others, when exactly the next installment of Timberblog's entertaining occasional travel guide section, Timber's Weekend Excursions, was going to re-appear. Well fear not, for here it is, in a shock return. For it to do so today surely increases the shock value, since today is Tuesday, and Tuesday is commonly regarded to be Not The Weekend.
Fortunately here at Timberblog we laugh in the face of such linear and blinkered thinking.In what could almost be seen as an achievement, I managed to leave London for the first time this year. I had a pitch to do in Oxford. This involved a jolly train journey. Did the pitch. Came back outside. The weather was outrageously nice. I had my final German exam to prepare for, so elected to sit out in the sunshine revising for it rather than go back to the office beforehand.
I'd forgotten what clean air is like.
Several buildings in Oxford have been used for the Harry Potter fillums. And as I may have pointed out before, my secondary school (click for piccy) bore certain similarities to Hogwarts - towers, ghosts, spooky old paintings, and horrible beings who sapped the very life from your soul if you went near them. We also had, it was rumoured, a complex network of tunnels running beneath the school, that no-one ever used.
We all knew about some of the trapdoors, but it was anyone's guess as to where they actually led. Some said it was just a few air raid shelters; wilder suggestions had tunnels running back to the previous, medieval site of the school, by the ruins of Reading Abbey.
In a daring recent escapade, a bunch of dudes from this year's upper sixth broke into the school in the dead of night and descended into the hole below Room 10. Luckily in this day and age, even poor little Reading School whippersnappers can afford to buy flash cameras, and for those of you interested, here's what they found.
posted by Timber @ 9:46 PM
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Aaaaaaaaaaaaah! You must log in to see this page. And the site is barred from bugmenot.
Sorry, yes, you need to be a member of Facebook, which to be fair 23m people are, including much of my readership. I think it might not have caught up with your generation yet though.
finalists demand more timberblog
keep up the blogging, there's no other way I could know about your adventures without you knowing about mine!
write! write!
Tim Barton: If you haven't heard of facebook by now then you are lagging somewhat behind the bleeding edge of internet trends and fads. Not really such a bad thing, eh?
I didn't realise it was so 1990s not to be a member of Facebook. Of course I've heard of it, but I get dozens of messages every week saying "XXX has invited you to join X network". And 23m is not even half the population of the UK, never mind the rest of Europe or the World. Hardly that significant. A lot more people have Hotmail accounts, and use Internet Explorer, and I'm perfectly happy without both.
Timbarton: the population of Facebook is notably bigger, however, than the combined populations of Yorkshire and Catalonia. Places you express an affinity with.
General hintage: statistics can be manipulated any way to justify or denigrate any particular viewpoint, and the ones you used most certainly do not provide adequate fodder as to a justification not to join Facebook. For this, a mere "I don't want to join Facebook" would suffice.
In related news, Macatumbas - you are a prong.
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