Friday 30th November, 2012 2100
Oh, I am in trouble. It is not even December and in the evenings I am already feeling the cold. I think the electric blanket will make an appearance this weekend.
A busy day today teaching but a good one apart from an invitation to an English corner “party” on Friday, but at least one at which I am not expected to provide any games. After I finished I came home and because of the cold I would have stayed at home were it not for Pepsi. Of course I took her out - God knows why because I am convinced there are such things as agoraphobic dogs (or at least one, mine) - and whilst having a bottle I spotted many students with something I never expected to see. Here the latest fashion, which I regard as almost as idiotic but not as offensive as the one I left in the UK wherein teenage males wear their trousers so low you can see their knickers and were they bereft probably their arseholes as well, has been to wear glasses with no glass.
This latest fashion seemed to be to employ a walking stick. Not one of the specimens I saw appeared blind or infirm so curiosity overcame me and I simply had to ask one “afflicted” student what it was all about. I am not sure the answer completely satisfied me although it is plain it is not a fad. A great many students are visiting one of the sacred mountains this weekend and the sticks are to help them walk up said mountain! Can somebody please tell me how on earth walking sticks will help fit and healthy twenty year olds get up a mountain because the brain God gave me simply thinks it will hinder??
Saturday 1st December 2330
Yet again the BBC is showing any other match tonight than England so I am reduced to listening us beating the All Blacks on the radio - but what a nice listen!
A shocking day with freezing rain but Kevin’s car came in very handy to go to town for Ollivier’s 33rd birthday party for a prawn hotpot meal. It started badly with us sitting in the prawn place and Ollivier calling me telling me he was in situ and asking where we were! He was in the ordinary hotpot place so had to leave to join us - but then again, he is after all French!
But a cracking evening even if I didn’t eat much (I tend to fill up on the dry prawn bit of the hotpot but with six diners it was difficult because they were all pigs) with wine we took ourselves - not a problem in China, they have no idea what corkage means - and it rounded off the week nicely.
I am hoping the rain will have gone tomorrow because I do need to go to town. We are having a western Wednesday on Monday again (my day off again this week) and I shall attempt goulash. I have paprika and some pork fillet but I need the veg and some more pork to make a decent cauldron. Incidentally, Kiki enquired about my bread maker from the vendor earlier today and we are hoping to have an answer tomorrow. She won’t come to Monday’s meal but I am happy to say that Joanna accepted my invitation with alacrity, so considering I have had today off and also am free tomorrow and Monday, life is good.
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