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5 September 2006 06:34 amI have found what I am affectionately referring to as a hot and cold site in the kitchen -- sometimes there is internet, sometimes there isn't. Mostly there isn't. Also, sometimes there is internet but also seven or eight people trying to cook dinner at once, so coming in with the laptop is out.
Had a lovely, lovely weekend. Saturday, I took myself on the little known newspaper history walking tour of London. I found the memorial to W.T. Stead on down on Embankment, then walked up from there to the British Library to see the Front Page: 100 Years of the British Newspaper, 1906-2006 exhibit. It was lovely and interesting, even if it is a little after my time, and included a display on the sinking of the Titanic with lots of old newspapers with articles I hadn't read before, all of which mentioned Stead as the primary British person to go down on the ship. From there, I walked back down towards Embankment (discovering, on the way, a lovely used bookstore on Judd St.) and up Fleet Street, home of the British press until the 1980s, when everyone shipped out to the outskirts of London.
On Sunday, I joined
lazlet,
the_oscar_cat, and
kx for the finale of the Tour of Britain. BIKES. Fantastic.
Yesterday all day there were meetings at the school where I met there rest of the department, finally figured out what I'm going to be doing for the first six weeks, and saw my classroom.
Today.
Uh.
Today there's going to be children.
eep.
Had a lovely, lovely weekend. Saturday, I took myself on the little known newspaper history walking tour of London. I found the memorial to W.T. Stead on down on Embankment, then walked up from there to the British Library to see the Front Page: 100 Years of the British Newspaper, 1906-2006 exhibit. It was lovely and interesting, even if it is a little after my time, and included a display on the sinking of the Titanic with lots of old newspapers with articles I hadn't read before, all of which mentioned Stead as the primary British person to go down on the ship. From there, I walked back down towards Embankment (discovering, on the way, a lovely used bookstore on Judd St.) and up Fleet Street, home of the British press until the 1980s, when everyone shipped out to the outskirts of London.
On Sunday, I joined
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Yesterday all day there were meetings at the school where I met there rest of the department, finally figured out what I'm going to be doing for the first six weeks, and saw my classroom.
Today.
Uh.
Today there's going to be children.
eep.