Good Times On Tape and The Real Goodbye

While watching my MP3 player charge I remind myself that there is a damn good reason we stopped using cassette tapes (having nostalgically tried to make a new mix tape and ended up listening to white noise and dust). But Cornwall holidays are always partly captured in the music you listen to - in the car, on the beach, in your headphones late at night - and the music you share with people you encounter and those you go with.

Not that my holidays are defined by music - on the contrary, this holiday provides me with an opportunity to stop going overkill on new music, and to avoid further recording disasters. I look forward to walks along the dramatic clifftops, (hopefully) more than a few hours in the sea, watching the vast expanse overhead while sipping on an evening lager, and (of course) just sitting on the grass plucking a few delicate chords over and over again. And much more. Long live holidays! My absence is by no means a long one (I'll be back next Saturday) but I've programmed my blog to post short articles that I've prepared, once a day, to keep you occupied.
Just kidding.

Sometimes

...you just gotta kick back and listen to Limp Bizkit(!)

Today I:

Published a news commentary
Ate an Indian Meal
Didn't smoke a Shisha

Tomorrow I have to:
Pack for holiday
Complete menial tasks

then I am leaving you for a week. Maybe I will find wireless in Cornwall; maybe I will find time to post tomorrow amidst a busy schedule. If not, adieu!

That's More Like It

None of this fussing over floods nonsense, I'm talking about bad-ass ex-soldiers:

" Reginald Davies, 91, who fought during the Second World War, said: "I did five days without water in Burma.

"I've seen men go mad from thirst. This is nothing. The worst thing is getting out of bed in the morning at 91 to get water." "

Legendary. A grumpy old guy telling it like it is - that's true inspiration.

How "At Risk" Are We?

One attack in the Tube, which despite being devastating, still only killed under 100 people. Then a failed second attack, a couple of threats, some more failed attacks, then a burning car crashing into a well-defended airport.

Personally, I think we're fairly safe from "terrorists". Why, then, do people's personal liberties need to be further threatened by the government?

Imagine being an innocent man accused of terrorism and held without charge for 56 days in captivity. Not my idea of a good time.

Most Disturbing Scenes In A Movie

1 - the "Little Miss Sunshine" contest in "Little Miss Sunshine." Seriously, the fact that such contests exist at all is a crime in itself - objectifying kids who probably don't even understand half of what they're going through. But the film recreates such a scenario so vividly, it is really disconcerting.

Punctuation Be Damned!

I find it incredibly interesting, and yet also tremendously irritating, that many users of t'internet choose to litter their writing with expressions such as "lool," "teeheee," and so on. The odd smiley I can cope with; the occasional acronym IOCN (is of course necessary). However, to introduce virtual laughter and other emotion expressions into writing is absolutely inappropriate.

At first I thought that the people responsible were all idiots. "They are simpletons, Robin," I told myself, "just get over it." But this is not the case. I know some very intelligent people who nevertheless spew forth nonsense such as "omg i cant believe i wrote that lool but neway." And I realised; it is the new form of punctuation. Instead of bothering with commas/full-stops/exclamation/question marks (,.!?) these people just use other things to fill the gaps. For example, "lol teehee."

It's pure, evil genius.

Doomed To Struggle!

Why is that one day I can record a simple but neat, good quality track within a couple of hours... and that the next day, using the same equipment and the same techniques, the slightest progress takes hours. In fact, I have made no progress at all since 11am, when I started.

Grraaaahlll! That is all I have to say.

My Old Man Tried Ta Kill Me!

So we were playing poker (a game in which I embarassingly underperformed, but never mind) and near the end my dad came in, threw a plastic bottle at me and said "The winner gets to drink that." The drink was called Pineapple Wine, and intrigued as I was I decided we would share the beverage. After dividing it into glasses, we took a few sips, wary of the strong, acidic smell of vinegar issuing from the liquid.

While one of our number seemed to enjoy the taste, the rest of us were repulsed and spat it out. We examined the bottle closer to discover that the sell-by date was over 7 months ago. Shocked, I phoned my dad. "Where did you get this? What is it?" He chuckled merrily, and answered, "Someone gave it to me a while ago, I have no idea what it is."

We collectively agreed that it was either balsamic vinegar, or flood water. Either way, if I die in my sleep, you know why.

Hmm

Kinda ruined the moment a bit because I originally spelled Madeleine "Madeline," which is apparently wrong.

Madeleine (A Song)

The "Free Maddie" Campaign was splashed all over the news. I guess I was milling it over a few months ago and a few lines came to me so I wrote a song based on her story, which was particularly interesting to do as the story is yet to reach a conclusion. I don't wanna seem like a cold-hearted observer, and I guess if I was a famous person then to write a song might seem insensitive, but the song is about more than just Madeleine McCann, and it's really about life and death. But also it's a reminder that while she's gone from the news now, we still don't know what's happened to her.

You can listen to a demo of it at my MySpace or read the lyrics at the House of Dreams.

Hot Piss

I watched Hot Fuzz last night. Despite everyone's ranting and raving about it causing me to have increasingly low expectations, it's an absolute masterpiece. Almost completely without the cheap slapstick I was expecting, it's a perfectly deadpan satire and smooth as, er...
It's very slick. Simon Pegg is awesome.

All The Harry Potter Puns Have Now Been Used Up So I'm Going To Call This Post

Having finished the final Harry Potter book ("...And The Deathly Hallows"), I'd like to commend it all to you. It is fantastic.

Firstly, whether you're cynical about Harry and his adventures, whether you believe that Rowling is writing from some background or influence of witchcraft, whether you genuinely believe the Harry Potter books to be satanic... if you haven't read the books, especially this one, you're missing out. Big time.

Rowling writes brilliantly, using basic, down-to-earth language and fairly simple concepts, but managing to introduce some incredibly complex and beautiful ideas about relationships, spirituality, life and death. The book holds the reader in suspense between a fantastical world of magic, adventure and dragons, and our twenty-first century world of materialism, teenage culture, relationships, rebellion and conflict, love and loss. By seamlessly intertwining these two worlds, Rowling captivates us with a tale of heroism and adventure, while keeping us very much involved in the story by setting it in the places we visit daily, and with the variety of people we encounter in our oddball society.

Not only does this book express brilliantly the unquenchable power of love, the need for human beings to be in relationship, the dangers of power and wealth, and a thousand other briliant moral lessons besides; not only does Rowling carefully and coherently explore concepts such as life after death and the soul; but at the core of the book we also find three ordinary, and yet extraordinary, loveable characters who despite being just like us are able to complete amazing tasks and undergo tremendous suffering, and whose story will surely captivate any willing reader.
Plus they get to blow things up with magic.

If Harry Potter Is Of The Devil...

Maybe that's why it's so damn good. No, I haven't finished yet. No, I don't care about your stupid spoiler endings. And for those who read the synopsis without taking time to indulge in and enjoy the novel, you are not worthy!

Saw Film 4 today (I know, I'm way behind) and was kind of nothinged. They don't totally kill the book, but neither do they bring it to life. I thought the actors made their characters really overdramatic and excessive, but the behind-the-scenes footage suggests that they are all, in fact, like that in real life. Ron's cool, though.

Does This Medal Say "Champion?"

So, we had the Tournament today. And we won.

Yes we did. The Mitchell 5, actually the Mitchell 4 with three esteemed extras, strolled undefeated through the group stages, trounced Woodlands Rangers in the semis and scraped together enough energy to put away a goal and seal the final. It has to be said: this truly proves our mettle and worth. Our three guest stars were, of course, fantastic, but I like to think that the true glory goes to me. Admittedly I missed half the final thanks to overpowering cramp in both legs, but my pre-tournie strategy - to inject as much pride and arrogance as possible into my teamates - was unbelievably succesful. My crowing boasts at the end didn't win me any friends, but arrogance and blind optimism is what really won the tournament for us. Viva Le Mitchell!

Now, That's Just Teasing

Russia expells UK diplomats as part of the row. If they wanted to escalate the conflict they would have done something more drastic; instead, they're just mimicking the British movements to take the piss.

You've gotta hand it to them, it is funny.

Equilibrium

Now that was a good film. None of this trying-to-be-arty-and-failing rubbish; just lots of ass-kicking, lots of emotion, and Sean Bean. My three favourite things, to be sure.

Come See!

The Mitchell Five, actually the Mitchell Four with three guests, will be entering the Woodies Football Tournament on Friday. We will play mercilessly. We will show no quarter. We will prevail, and win a title that is rightfully ours.

Viva le Mitchell!

Good First Impressions

So Falmouth have this "Help Me" forum, which I was invited to join. I think it's a great idea, though I was a little cautious as I don't want to form any judgements about people before meeting them. Well, basically I started this thread where I jokingly implied that the student mentors were stalking us, which was taken very well and light-heartedly, but I guess I pushed the point a little too far with a few un-pc comments and that thread is now gone. Gawn!

So, I guess I'll just adopt the name "Roger" when I arrive.

British Nationalism

I've seen many British films recently where the Brits are basically a bunch of bastards. "Children Of Men," as seen today, really tops it off. Partly because it features Clive Owen, who never fails to disappoint, and mostly because once again the British are portrayed, ratherly poorly, as psychotic savages.

Sure, we've had a bleak history - colonialism, the Slave Trade, racism to some extent and major class divides. Still, the last couple of hundred years have, in relative terms, seen a peaceful and sedated British people and, quite frankly, this comes across in the acting: evil Brits are rubbish. Not once in the last stream of "Evil Brit" films have I seen a convincing performance by a British actor. Know why? We're just not evil enough any more.

Sod's Law

So as I go down to dinner I think, "Hmm, I know it's Spag Bol' and yet I'm wearing a nice new white shirt." But I don't bother to change.

Half-way through the meal I remark to my companions that I am yet to splash, and hen two minutes later I flick red sauce all over my chest with one subtle fork movement. It Never Fails.

Rule # 1 - if you are wearing a white shirt at dinner, it will be splattered.

How To Make A Music Video

Pure genius

Tragedy!

W0rd on that str33t has it that Damien Rice has ditched Lisa Hannigan. Fair enough, it may be in the interest of creative progression and all, but most likely it stems from a feud of sorts. Whatever the case, he's lost one of the finest female vocalists out there.

The Best Way To Get Rid Of Loose Change...

...is to buy a CD cheap on Amazon with your Dad's credit card.

Mute Math, anyone?

Brooke Fraser

Three things that stand against her:
1 - she writes Christian music
2 - she is a pop artist
3 - she is a girl

It doesn't matter. Her album is pure quality; brilliantly written songs crafted in an interesting and fairly unique manner. It's consistently good and I can listen to the whole thing without thinking "Damn her voice is starting to get to me," which is a rarity in itself. This gal is a gem in the pop scene - pick up on her quick before she disappears into obscurity.

halp!

Posted on the Falmouth Help and Support website this morning...

I have obtained a place on the "English with Creative Writing" course, but am worried that my failure to grasp the fundementals of spelling and grammar may lead to underachievement and perhaps even failure. Can you offer me any advice or consolation?

Juice

Why drink Orange Juice when you could drink Orangensaft?
The German equivalent is like Orange Juice in many ways (contains oranges, comes in those tetripacks which are impossible to open) but is far, far more effective. You see, Orangensaft is made with nuclear energy and contains enough acid to sink the titanic. Again!

One sip of Orangensaft will keep you on the tips of your toes for three days, during which time you will neither need to eat nor sleep.

When using Orangensaft, however, be wary: you will eventually lose your hair, and many drinkers have developed a strong German accent and a deep, robotic voice.

Tescos Shuts For The Day

So says the BBC.
Which is interesting, because as I walked past Tescos during my shopping spree today I encountered several protesters, dressed in black and covered in green netting, holding bright orange signs that read "Tescos Tortures Turtles." Baffled and amused, I chuckled to myself as I crossed the street to continue my self-indulgent binge.

Now, alas, it all becomes brutally clear. Besides Islamic fundementalists, who poses the biggest threat to our society at the moment? Animal Rights protestors. The same. These guys are quite happy to commit arson, to vandalise, to fight and even kill - all for the sake of some supposedly tortured turtles. Why would Tescos even do that? To extract valuable sales information from them?

Damn those psychotic animal rights guys. But then, I shop at ASDA anyway.

Artists I Am Genuinely Ashamed At Having Added To My iTunes

#1 - 30 Seconds To Mars

nerdy "nu-metal" rock at it's... er... finest

*hangs head*

Is Russia The Enemy?

I don't like Putin and I don't like his way of doing things; however, it can't be denied that he has been incredibly succesful in Russia. Nor can it be denied that he is an incredibly intelligent man.

It seems to me that Russia has nothing to gain from conflict with Europe or the USA, and Russia does not want conflict. Putin's aggression is his way of forcing Russia back into the driving seat. We may not want Russia in this position (they drive on the right, for one thing) but we will certainly have to compromise or show that we are willing to treat them as equals before they are satisfied.

That said, I'm an English student (to be). What do I know?

Ways To Make A Guy Happy

#1 - shopping spree!

Yes, it's that time of year again.

Ways To Freak A Guy Out

#1 - make a fake Facebook profile of him.

Please, never do this to me.

The Harry Potter Phenomenon

It's so unique, isn't it? No, I'm not talking about the movies; they're fairly predictable and fun-for-all-the-family in a Star Wars kind of way. But the books... well, firstly, they're books. Who reads books anymore? Kids watch T.V., adults are to busy, students are too lazy. Also, the books have this kind of episodic structure to them. And when one comes out, everyone rushes to get it, rushes to read it, (rushes to spread the word that Snape kills Dumbledore on page 333 - although between you and me, I don't think he's gone for good), and then everyone talks about it for weeks after. It's great - it's communal, universally acceptable (apart from by a few religious nutters) and actually there's very few people out there that don't like Harry Potter.

If I could find a conclusion to draw from this I could turn it into some great sociological study. But I can't. So... er... Potter 4 lyfe lol.

Bureaucracy! Aaah!

The good news is, I now have a place in the Uni halls (should I get the grades, of course). The bad news (for me) is the amount of paperwork I've had to fill out. I've been assigned so many numbers and signed so many documents it's likely that I no longer have a soul.

As an aside, it's very hard to sign documents after you spent an afternoon climbing (which I did! It was great, first time in three years). My signatures resembled those of Guy Fawkes after he'd been tortured, and I could see my arms shaking. Lovely.

Anyway, yay for uni progress and all that, but boo to more money-spending, and too much paperwork.

Hard To Believe

I find it so hard to believe that four guys were entirely responsible for the failed July bombings.

I know it's too tempting to be a conspiracy theorist at these times; I know it's fairly obvious that all four were deeply involved, and were genuinely trying to murder hundreds of people. Nevertheless, it's so sad that these ordinary, fairly simple guys who seemingly just went a bit nuts get given life sentences while whoever was really behind it all - whether as a direct organiser or an indirect influence - roams free to Terrorise another day.

Big Win

I had my biggest poker win today. Not only were we playing with more chips, not only were we playing with 8 players, but we were playing for cash. And I was playing for pride.

Believe me, I have never seen so many chips as I accumulated by the end of the game. It's like someone took my ego and converted it into poker chips. And then doubled it. And then added a few more of the white ones, to be awkward.

That's the thing about poker chips - more than anything, they represent pride. When you destroy someone and take their chips, you diminish their pride and add to your own wealth. It's morale, it's confidence...

and of course, I made a fiver. Result.

FoneJack'd

Watch this. Then watch everything else connected to it that you can find. It is brilliant.

Aaah, Diplomacy

You'll remember how intently I followed the Litvinenko affair. I can't help but be amused by the latest developments in the investigation.

Clearly Mr Lugovoi is a scapegoat. He would certainly not have been able to obtain the polonium alone, and has no obvious motive for murdering Litvinenko. However, I wouldn't be suprised if he was the killer, bribed or blackmailed to get rid of Litvinenko. But Russia has "refused" to extradite him, and Britian finds this "unacceptable." So, Britain, are you going to un-accept it? Or accept it. I don't really know what other options there are.

This doesn't necessarily imply that the Russian government is behind the killing: maybe they are just showing a dislike of being pushed around, or maybe they are covering up other dirty work. Maybe they are just trying to get something out of Britian. Whatever the case, you've got to love how much unspoken activity is going on here.

The Great Sayings Of Ron Burgundy

"Hey, Aqualung!"

"Sweet Lincoln's mullet!"

"Great Odin's raven!"

"Hot pot of coffee!"

"Knights of Columbus, that hurt!"

"By the beard of Zeus!"

"Uncle Jonathan's corn-cob pipe!"

"Antony and Cleopatra!"

Just Because You're My Facebook Friend, Doesn't Mean You Get To Bite Me

Facebook users (I realise that many non-Facebook users may feel isolated by this blog - my suggestion? Join up) will be aware of the many useless, pointless and ultimately souless "applications" available on Facebook. It was all so pure and simple, until one day they decided to let a bunch of nerdy programmers run riot. Now everyone is "adding the iLike" application (which, excuse me, isn't that the same as your "Favourite Music" section on your profile?) and SuperPoke!™ing their friends. Nutters!

Anyway, there's this Zombie application which enables you to "bite" your friends. And that's it. It's totally pointless, but for some reason my FaceMates are having a killer time (pun intended but best ignored) biting me incessently. And every time they do that I get this stupid invite to join the stupid Zombie league and add the stupid Zombie application. Stupid.

I'd quit tomorrow if I wasn't totally dependent.

My Fake Ad

Category: Other - Posted: 09/07/2007
Drummer, bassist and rhythm guitarist wanted for classic rock/metal band "Nothing But Treble." Regurgitating old hits by great bands such as "Guns 'N Roses" and "Iron Maiden" as well as writing new, original songs. If you like rock and roll, let's rock and roll!

How Can You Seriously Improve Your Sex Life?

There is only one thing worse than banner ads, and that is when you click on them by mistake. Laptops are especially bad for this - you think you're just dragging your cursor across the screen but it turns out you're opening a thousand unwanted links and popups by clicking with the damn touchpad.

Just clicked on a particularly incriminating one suggesting how I can improve my sex life. "Warning: Improves your pulling power." Pah! As if that's necessary.

Wedding Fever

Yep, it's that time of year again... everyone's getting married.

I think I attend about five weddings a year on average, and have done for the last ten years. If this keeps going, by the time of my own wedding (should such a thing ever happen), I will be emotionally dead to the whole idea.

Stop Panning Your Instruments So Big!

I love creative production, and creative panning is part of that. But if you are positioning your instrument relative to a stage, or any other setup, it is not be 15m wide. Not a drum kit, not a piano, not nothin' short of a Gamelan is that big. So keep it realistic and stop bouncing toms back and forth inside my headphones.

July 4th Sucks

Yeah, I know I'm a little late. But seriously, "Independence Days" are not for big, prospering countries like the USA. They're for little third-world nations that are still struggling with poverty, oppressed by dictators and ridiculously in debt to the West. It's an ironic thing, because actually they have no reason to celebrate at all.
I guess Americans have no concept of irony.

A|lthough that said, Americans have no reason to celebrate either: they detatched themselves from the coolest little island in the world, went a bit crazy for a while, and now look at them. The world's most hated country.

And Another Other Thing

Don't write things; you will offend people.

xTreme

Maybe you can't network Red Alert 2, but you can sure as hell network...
Liero Extreme!

Er.

Sexist Music

I'm a music sexist. It's not intentional, but it's not subconscious. The fact is that there are fewer female artists whose music genuinely catches my attention. There are some great female pop singers out there, and I hold them in the same respect as male pop singers of the same kind - however, they only reach me superficially. The fact is that female musicians are marketed in a very specific way, thanks to the media and all, which probably makes it way harder for the singer-songwriters to distinguish themselves from the faceless pin-ups.
On a slight side-note, it finally hit me the other day that the reason I never clicked with Norah Jones is that she is boring! She writes some great songs, but they are presented in such a lifeless and repetitive fashion (see The Fray) that any significance is lost and I just lose interest altogether. Er. So.

It's nice, therefore, to find music written/performed by girls that genuinely reaches me (- and I'd like to hear more, so give me some suggestions). Since I first got into music I've been listening to everything from The Corrs to The Cardigans, Lauryn Hill (with Fugees), Joni Mitchell (and, er *winces* Evanescence), etc. And recently I've discovered others, including relatively small-time Selfservice, and the best-selling Brooke Fraser. I haven't heard much, but I like what I hear.

I should close by emphasising that it's not the style that bothers me. I'll happily listen to any genre. It's the way that the music is written and presented, and so much girly music is so slicked over and simple it makes me feel sick.

Or maybe I'm just musically gay.

And Another Thing

I hate it when people misinterpret my posts and then write a comment about right in front of me. There is nothing more frustrating.

Up the irons, you guys!

Poor Kids

I'm talking about the kids who lock themselves away for hours every day, learning Malmsteen solos or trying to be Satch. I keep getting MySpace friend requests from random guitarist metalheads who listen to, dress like and imitate these guys. Fair enough, but they don't do anything else.

A guy who added me today had a little flashing plectrum saying "Music Is Life" on his profile page.
Firstly, "electric guitar" and "music" are not the same thing. If you just get stuck in one mindset you're not really exploring music at all - you're killing it. And secondly, "music" is not "life." I love music and talk about it way more than I should. I aspire to be a professional musician. However, I know that music is actually fairly trivial compared to relationship, to spirituality, to sense experience. Music can be emotional and spiritual, it can be transforming. However, it is limited within the confines of sound and it can't really do anything for you as a person. Especially not without other people.

I know that the "music is life" thing isn't meant to be taken seriously, but I find it immensely depressing that so many people are brainwashed into thinking that it is a good attitude to have. This could have been an attack on those naive, ignorant kids who spend twelve hours a day learning to be "good" at music when all they're doing is regurgitating other people's stuff - sound, image and all. But actually, I just feel sorry for them.

For Those That Attend Woodies...

MS Spellchecker keeps changing "Jinadu" to "jihad."

Strangely satisfying.

Is This A New Scam?

Recently I've been getting a lot of strange foreign emails asking about my tutoring, fees etc. etc.
I don't understand, firstly why they think I'm a teacher or secondly how they could manage to trick me out of my money by getting me to give them lessons.
Mental.

One Small Step For Alan Johnston...

...and a slightly bigger one for Hamas.

Whether this was all just a setup, or whether they geniunely command enough influence to talk crazy terrorists out of abductations, it's going to be very hard for the British to keep condemning Hamas after this act of intervention.

Still, a freed hostage is a good hostage on any day.

ALL Jokes Are Old

It's just a matter of who's heard them and who hasn't.

The same applies to magic tricks, puns, most music, most movies, most memes, etc. etc. etc.

No need to tell us what we already know: it's old.

Y VS X

At the end of the lengthy description in the "X is better than Y" Facebook group.

Please note! We are not specifically trying to compare the actual letter 'X' with the letter 'Y'. Although that is a debate which IS covered by this group. One of those letters is of course better than the other - by a clear margin. But all we know is that some letter designated X is better than some letter designated Y. In practice X may happen to stand for the letter 'Y' and thus Y would stand for the letter 'X' (perhaps confusingly for some). Or vice-versa (less confusingly). But we need not concern ourselves. We do however know that X is better than Y.

Pure genius.

Libby Walks

Is this a sign that the American Government (/Republican Party) really is just one big "you scratch my back, I'll scratch yours" organisation? Or is George Bush right that 30 months is a long time to serve for telling a few white lies in court?

Whatever the case, it's sure to be seized upon by the Democrats and used to further their agenda in the propaganda war. Americans - can't live with them, can't live without them.

July

Written in February.

And the sun was on the sea,
A floating orb casting shadows on warm rocks.
Blue and green, warm wind,
Headphones in: he sings sad songs
About love and loneliness
But I am content even to death.
The waves grace the rocks with gentle hands
And the gull dives, one more time
Into the deep blue sea.

Ahahaha. Ahahahahahahah.
Blind optimisim.

My Notebook That Is Full Of Thoughts

Is full.
See here or on Facebook.

So Is This Smoking Ban Really Going To Work?

Remember the Prohibition in America? But this isn't nearly as extreme, and hey - it seems to be working across the globe. I had no idea that similar laws were already in place in Ireland, Scotland, Australia and many other nations not dissimilar to ours.

So what about the ban? I'm afraid that I am anti both sides. Idealistically, I want people to be as free as possible with their speech and actions. Plus, I like the smell and flavour of a smoky bar. And of course, non-smokers are whiney and annoying. However, smokers are arrogant and pretentious. They're too caught up about their "personal rights" and "what I can do to my own body" that they forget that passive smoking kills 600 people a year. That's more than Jack the Ripper. Because of this, I support the smoking ban. But only to piss off the smokers. I still think that the non-smokers should all be locked up in a cellar somewhere, and kept in eternal silence until someone lets them out.

Finally!

Internets are back.
We apologise for any inconvenience.

Bathrooms

Hi!!!
You’ve reached one of our many exciting “bathrooms!” If the bathroom is not in use, why not try it out?
If the bathroom is in use, don’t waste your time idling around outside: instead, choose from our extensive range of bathrooms varying from ground floor to top floor!

-Downstairs bathroom #2 (“Pooh Corner”): This is a pleasant little bathroom with beautifully whitewashed walls and a wonderful view of the garden, as seen through a little frosted window. Watch out for Winnie The Pooh!
-The “Green Bathroom”: Situated just above the kitchen area to suit your restroom needs, this delightful bathroom has a bath, and a shower! And lots of beautiful little fishies on the walls!
-The “White Bathroom” (“Rami’s Bathroom”):This caters for most of the first floor living quarters. Although small, this bathroom is very well equipped; features include the “power shower” and a nice large sink as well as the usual toilet facilities!
-The Top Floor Bathroom Suite: Featuring two “loos,” a shower, a sink and another sink, this is the idyllic rooftop bathroom with views all over Bristol, and a nice big map of the world to satisfy your Geographical inquiries!

See? This house is full of delightful bathrooms, and our attitude is: Why stop at one? Use them all, today!!!

Blergh

Bed (0130) + Wake (0530) = Blergh