Ramblings of a cluttered mind
Sep. 27th, 2010 07:21 pmI've started drafting a post half a dozen times but I don't seem to have anything interesting to say. I really want to post more regularly, but creatively I seem to be in a slump (ideas, but I can't get them onto paper) and I seriously doubt any of y'all are interested in my day to day life.
My one vaguely interesting piece of news: Last week I made muffins for the "world's biggest coffee morning" event at work, in aid of MacMillan Cancer Support. We had set the goal of making (and selling) 800 cakes. I made raspberry cheesecake muffins from the recipe![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
draigwen gave me a while back and carrot cake muffins. They turned out really well. Yummy.
( And the ultra-boring crap is under the cut. You probably don't want to bother clicking. )
And finally - tomorrow the Ryder Cup begins in my town. I really want it to rain. A lot. Or, better still, how about some equinoctial gales? Or both! Yeah, I'd love it to be both. I have nothing against golf, but this tournament is horribly disruptive to my town and I'm not buying all the propoganda about the money it's bring in. Because it's not. The transport arrangements for the tournament are set up so no one coming has to enter Newport itself: no benefit there. The building projects that would have benefitted the town were cancelled by the recession. For some reason, most of the schools have been closed, forcing parents to take time off work and disrupting businesses all over town. And while I have nothing against the golfers, I have everything against Terry Matthews, who owns the resort. He tried to knock down a listed building on the grounds just because he didn't like the look of it. He deliberately built his hotel two storeys higher than he had planning permission for and our local council were too cowardly to tell him to knock it down. I would have. Bastard thinks money makes him above the law. The worst thing is the way he insists on calling the location "Usk Valley"; 'cause admitting it's in Newport would be so declasse! Well, he might be above the law, but he ain't above the weather. So join me and pray for lots and lots of rain.
My one vaguely interesting piece of news: Last week I made muffins for the "world's biggest coffee morning" event at work, in aid of MacMillan Cancer Support. We had set the goal of making (and selling) 800 cakes. I made raspberry cheesecake muffins from the recipe
draigwen gave me a while back and carrot cake muffins. They turned out really well. Yummy. ( And the ultra-boring crap is under the cut. You probably don't want to bother clicking. )
And finally - tomorrow the Ryder Cup begins in my town. I really want it to rain. A lot. Or, better still, how about some equinoctial gales? Or both! Yeah, I'd love it to be both. I have nothing against golf, but this tournament is horribly disruptive to my town and I'm not buying all the propoganda about the money it's bring in. Because it's not. The transport arrangements for the tournament are set up so no one coming has to enter Newport itself: no benefit there. The building projects that would have benefitted the town were cancelled by the recession. For some reason, most of the schools have been closed, forcing parents to take time off work and disrupting businesses all over town. And while I have nothing against the golfers, I have everything against Terry Matthews, who owns the resort. He tried to knock down a listed building on the grounds just because he didn't like the look of it. He deliberately built his hotel two storeys higher than he had planning permission for and our local council were too cowardly to tell him to knock it down. I would have. Bastard thinks money makes him above the law. The worst thing is the way he insists on calling the location "Usk Valley"; 'cause admitting it's in Newport would be so declasse! Well, he might be above the law, but he ain't above the weather. So join me and pray for lots and lots of rain.
