Friday, 10 August 2012
All the flowers of all the tomorrows...
The 7th of August is a day some of the readers here might have heard of. That was the day of my birth and the team at Plas Brynkir helped make the day special, exciting and full of surprises for me. During the day, however, my team and I had continue our work on the surveying of the Lower House at the Brynkir estate. Our mission for the day- the supposed staircase hall/morning room had to be recorded by the known procedure. Only trouble was there are barely any still-standing elevations in that room. However, as the dream team we are, Alex, Warren and I succeeded. It didn't quite help the occasion that we had no solid ground to step on but were instead treading on huge piles of demolition rubble, but we are not complaining. It was quite interesting for us to continue diving in deeper into the sealed secrets of the Brynkir houses. The day ended around 6pm but on that day I had promised myself- no after-hours work. The evening promised to be even more endearing than the day. As I was getting ready to go out to The Goat- a cute pub nearby the hostel- I looked through the cards I was given over and over again. A crazy party cat was stalking me from one side, demanding from me to have a good time- with the names of all my fellow students on it. Linda, our lovely host during our stay at the hostel, surprised me with a card too. And then it was Mark and Adam that utterly flattered me with making this a noteworthy occasion: "Such fun!"- in the words on Mark himself. Let me not forget David, our guest specialist at the dig, who is going to create 3D images of the Brynkir houses- and his Cylon card. Proved you can never go wrong when you go sci-fi. Although the evening of nice food, drink and company at the pub was pleasurable, the highlight of the whole day was our little star-gazing adventure. Stephen and Kate came up with the idea to go up one of the hills nearby and watch the meteorite shower. I, of course, instead of putting decent shoes was still in my indoors slippers...Not at all surprising really.
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And let me tell you something truthful and honest: There is no better end to a birthday than seeing a shooting star and making sure you have enough strength to
fight for what you want.
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