Mon anniversaire – et le Grand Départ

C’était mon anniversaire, et je suis allée voir ma fille. Elle habite dans le Yorkshire, et elle a organisé une grand fête pour célébrer mes soixante ans.

She had bunting,


And cake and champagne


But, wait, was this all for me?  Well, actually, no, there happened to be a little cycle race going on at the same time. It was the Grand Départ for the Tour de France!

These were the scenes in Skipton on Saturday, although to be fair, this was also the scene across towns and villages all over Yorkshire.  Yorkshire was Tour mad!







And to start it all off, (and they followed behind the riders too) the Fabulous New York Brass Band.  They were fresh from Glastonbury, don’t-you-know, and are not from New York, but are from York, and they’re new, so well, there you go. Well worth watching.  I must tweet them, to tell them how much I liked them.


What a fabulous time it was.  Notice I didn’t take any pictures of the cyclists, well there’s a reason for that – there was no point, they were so fast, and it felt like an intrusion.  It’s okay to take pictures of this, someone bungee jumping on a float:


because it’s easy, but those cyclists go by so fast and they put in so much effort, that it’s all about cheering these efforts, and not recording them.

On Sunday, we went to view the second Stage on a by-pass which is normally teeming with cars.  According to the locals, it felt like ‘apocolypse’  Children were allowed to chalk images on the road:





British Policemen did what they did best, and high fived everyone as they passed, and let small children sit on their motorbikes:


What a time we had.  Yorkshire was amazing; I would not have missed the experience for the world.

Oh, and the beer was good too!



Vive le Tour!



Last Night of the Proms

I’m always a teeny weeny bit sad when it comes to the Last Night of the Proms, and this year I was probably sadder, as the TV coverage has been amazing.  Three concerts weekly, plus a highlights programme.  Bliss.

However, all good things must come to an end, and the Last Night was spectacular.  I had tears in my eyes when Joyce DiDonato sang ‘Danny Boy’, as it always reminds me of my dad.  I remember when a colleague at work left, I whistled a rendition of Danny Boy for her, no-one except me really knew why (although her boyfriend is called Dan, so there was a sort of connection there, and she was always whistling at work).  There wasn’t a dry eye there at that time, either, although I suspect for different reasons.

Anyway, it’s all over now, until next year.

Well done the BBC – another winner!  (quote from Monty Python, I believe)

Next weekend, another sad end – the open air pool will close!  Oh no, summer’s coming to an end…..

I need cheering up …..

Tapas Tuesday

Well, we’ve now been back at college for two weeks, and it has been hectic so far.  The students are only just coming back this week, so it is only going to get more manic.

We decided to go to the Pinto Lounge  for Tapas Tuesday after work today.  Three Tapas choices, and a glass of wine for £8.95.  Not bad.

Tapas Tuesday

Not bad at all.  Good food, good company, and a very nice place.  Tomorrow after work?  Swimming with my new swim buddy.  Shame the open air pool is closing next week.  😦


It’s still lovely here, the thermometer reads 22 degrees, and it’s nine in the evening!  I’ve loved this summer, and am watching ‘Tristan und Isolde’ on the Proms as I write this.  My first ever Wagner.  It takes some getting used to, but I’m sort of enjoying it, especially as the BBC very kindly gave us a little insight into Wagner’s state of mind when he composed it.  At least I haven’t switched off, and this thing goes on for FOUR HOURS apparently.
Verdict : the proms this year have been superbe.
Calendar picture for September :