Big Chill on New Year’s Eve and Wagamama‘s the day after to recover; running, knee pains, snow, moving from Bristol to Bristol. Slippery sidewalks, Everybody’s Fine, Bella Italia, Mark Kermode and Flinty Red, no El Puerto. Bath half marathon at a slow 2:23 but 13 miles done; no Valentines but one graduation at the Marketplace; ale and chocolate tasting at the Grain Barge; Brussels and blogging, the Adam and Eve and 26.2 miles around London; no coffee for Lent, no alcohol with training; Japanese movies at the Arnolfini; The Academy for Passion Pit and Thekla for Two Door Cinema Club and Blood Red Shoes; Alphabeat at Fiddlers, Thai Classic at Whiteladies and the Leaders’ Debate. Still waiting for Treme to be shown.
Beautiful night with Vashti Bunyan and the Cedar at St George’s and a great disappointment at the Old Vic with Romeo and Her Juliet. Kings of Pastry, the Hope and Anchor, the Big Cheese Taste Off – what could they possibly have been thinking with cider, beer and wine – and the last hangover of 2010; Brandon Hill with a view of orange lights and a scene never as amazing as I think it will be. Stokes Croft Streetfest, Bath Coffee Festival, a night in London and the last coffee of 2010. Moroccan peppermint tea at Delight and a few dinners at Thali Cafe; potentially a single parent and not many choices but discovering the Harbourside.
A cloudy but spectacular view from St Michael’s Hospital, dim sum at Dynasty, St Paul’s carnival, looking for the perfect pancakes in Bristol. No more running, a friend’s wedding and the bump gets much attention. Hot air balloons and so many restaurants disappearing.
Bristol Half as a spectator and a delightful lunch at Glassboat. The beginning of autumn, Southville Deli and lots of tea, data, transported and baby postings, still unsure about Hooters, a month of novel writing, student protests and working from home, a Good Read at the Old Vic and who would have thought it would be a goodbye for Sue McGregor. Muted celebrations and a subtle mob by the floating harbour, tears and a nose bleed at the Sound of Music, anemia and a new newspaper.
A busy December with the last few days of work, a success at the Old Vic with Swallows and Amazons, antenatal classes, and magical buses around Bristol. The loveliest Christmas and waiting for the new year.Tweet