Merry Christmas and Happy new year.
It’s the 27th december over here now and for all intents and purposes we are fogged in. thats not entirely true or even factually possible but it is a pea soup-er.
This morning we introduced Edith to the Barbican. Our long time readers will remember our praise for the brutalist architecture mega-estate. Well now she’s a fan to. Of course I cannot confirm this but she did get to bang bongo drums in an art exhibit and go Boo via a microphone, run a running track and see a goat. The curve gallery is that sort of place.
Probably more to her liking was the big open spaces and the train rides there and back. Probably less to her and her fathers liking was the 0 degreees.(extra ‘e’ added for dramatic effect not cause I’m a poor spella) the coldest day she has ever endured…ever!
Christmas was a hoot, her first walking christmas, I use the description walking loosely as its running everywhere, with the odd attempted skip and jump. Anyway Fathersantaclausemon was generous and the day was shared with our friends who uder-ed their way across town to spend a delightful Jane prepared veggie christmas, share in gif giving and generally ingratiate themselves to she who must be obeyed.(not Jane in this context).
I did quite enjoy my Hamleys adventure shopping trip for E’s balance bike.
AS I mentioned previously its cold, despite there being zero temperature, no temperature its cold, which by definition is temperature, not no temperature, but is not nice, zero degrees or maybe real feel of -1. I have to admit however I am getting a fortnightly thaw as I head to Doha (capital of Qatar) every few weeks now for work. Im the lead architect on two Doha Metro stations, including the main central station. Ok to be fair the stations are largely planned and the structure largely complete but who cares its mine all mine! will look good on the CV bolstering the rail side of things and the main reason I came back.
Of course the fortnightly trip is met with trepidation. Previously I lamented never getting anything out of architecture than a pay-check and heartache, so being flown 1/3 the way across the world for work, put up in pretty good hotels and generally treated well for the effort would seem a major bonus, but it comes with guilt for leaving the girls behind, of course on both occasions so far Jane has been left with a sick bubs adding to the guilt. And to be honest I quite like travelling with Jane. But on the flipside I do get 4 reasonably new films to myself on each leg, downside is if I watch all 4 films I don’t get enough sleep and an wrecked by lunchtime. Other big problem is the time difference. Doha is 3 hours ahead of London, i’m not there long enough to acclimatise so a 7:00 am start is actually a 3 am London tim start on usually a 37 hour awake stretch. then add 14 hour days as there is no point going If I don’t get stiff done and Doha hasn’t really grabbed my imagination to spend it exploring..yet. Of course in a few months the winter 20’s will give way to summer 50’s so ill be inverse moaning then too about the weather. Im fitting in well to pommy land aren’t I.
We are getting out a bit more too, While we have both had a ridiculously busy 2016 we are trying to do some exploring, as mentioned today the barbican, Boxing day Oxford and regent street lights and shop windows (damn you selfridges and Liberty for plastering your christmas windows with sales promotion propaganda) last week Greenwich, Tate the previous week or was it the other way around? Ill distract now with a note that Edith does not like mud but is quite keen on ‘diggers’ (mudmoving construction vehicles) like her father likes knowing she owns a bike but not so keen on riding it…yet
Anyway, till next time