Eden, Cornish Sea Mist and :wibble:

well, today, the weather was that fabulous variation properly described as 'Cornish Sea Mist'. Which is basically constant drizzle at anything approaching a 90 degree angle, with added wind, varying from spitting to something that's not quite downpour. But make no mistake, it is persistent and wil get you soaked through in no time at all.

Of course, this is the day I decided to go to the Eden project. So I got off the train at St Austell, went 'augh', then got out of the entrance at the Eden Project and decided to suck it up, as the temperate zone (ie, normal cornish weather, covers most of the pit) is one of the bits I love, since it changes and there's the garden bit and the mad sculptures (giant bee which is carefully hidden behind several things so you only see it when you turn a corner and go 'AUGH! BEE!', something that looks like Kokopelli and might actually be but I've never bothered to find out its name, and the man made out of electrical appliances are just the bigger ones) and the cornish bit and the tiny sapling forest that still looks like a bunch of sticks as they're only a few years old. Got wet. Denim, I love you so much sometimes. Blegh. Explored that side of the pit fully, got into the Biomes and went 'ooooo' a lot and then did the 'nose is so in heaven' bit in the Mediterranean section (it's like a massive herb garden with added mosaics and really freaky rite of Dionysis sculptures and cork pigs) and had lunch and then looked down at boots to discover they'd finally fully dried out... and of course I had to go back out there to go see the garden section on the other side of the pit. Dammit.

More of the pit achieved, then ice skating! YAY! I got my feet into decent motion after three or four circuits, only stayed on the hand section for half a turn, and only fell over twice! (once was the classic pratfall of feet going everywhere v. early on, and the other was when I was helping this little girl who me and the staff spent a large portion of the first half of the session picking up - and they nicknamed 'Bambi' for the, er, obvious reasons. She went over for the umpteenth time, went straight into my legs and whoomph. Timber. Poor kid did leave after about twenty minutes due to tiredness even though she'd been giggling the entire time) And now I so want to learn to skate properly due to watching those who knew what they were doing - crossing, skating backwards, etc.

Did a bit more of the pit, looked at an exhibit in the Core the park people had enthused about (when they weren't going on about climate change and the rally tomorrow and their bid for the £50 million lottery money they're competing for alongside Sherwood, the Black Country and the cycle paths) - there's no other bloody way you'd get me in the Core building, since I was bored so badly last time in there aside from the giant mechanism of mad inventor nut-cracker.

Got home. To find someone had put up a fairly detailed review of the first ep of S2 Torchwood which had the entirety of torch_wood making noises only bats can hear. ...I need to find a way to hijack a time machine to Jan 16th, then leap back in time for Christmas and New Year and Birthday and Panto. AUGH. There are details in this review that just... :wibble:. WANT. WANT SO VERY MUCH.

...the weather hates me

Today, it was so windy all the ferries were cancelled. Went to Pendennis, where I almost got blown over several times. Kind of interesting for the National Heritage geeks - St Mawes and Pendennis were built at the same time by Henry VIII, and the original castles are almost identical in layout and original gunrooms and so on, except Pendennis kept getting extra fortifications, the first of which made the original downstairs gunroom useless. Although if you've visited St Mawes, you can see how it would've originally been set up. Pendennis, on the other hand, was used continually as an artillery/barracks so quickly got extra buildings and big guns and so on. A lot of the Pendennis exhibition shows off the various fortifications and WWI and II barracks and guns and things like the location of the submarine mines and observation posts.

But my god it was like having your face made raw. With a couple of two minute bouts of rain. And interestingly, one case of hail when I was fifty yards from home.

Been catching up on Robin Hood. Way too much fun, loads of gay, fanservice, and large amounts of ultra-violence (though oddly bloodless). And munchkinott, Allan doing the lean and Gisburne sizing each other up in motion is even better and gayer than it is in screencap. Also, the amount of blatant anachronisms vs. the really bloody inconsequential only see them if you're a history geek details that are disturbingly historically accurate is making my head hurt. It's like 'whee! gay! whee! laura ashley prints! whee! Swashbuckling! :whiplash: '...was that just them cutting Marian's hair off in public as punishment?' and MUCH. 'We're artists.' :glomps:

Hmm. have two minutes to decide whether I want to go see Eastern Promises (viggo and Naomi watts film about eastern european gangsters in london.

Eastern Promises

I have seen. Really, really good film - midwife gets caught up in Russian underworld goings-on when a 14 year old bleeds out whilst giving birth on her ward. Great script, acting's brilliant, camerawork is gritty and noir and brilliantly framed. One of those films that really, really makes you feel you're *in* a place even if they only use a few locations and it doesn't try to go 'we're in LONDON! Let me show you this red bus and this bobby!' It's like Gangster no. 1 in that way, and oh god how is it like Gangster no. 1 in places. There's a scene where audience hissed and whimpered and cringed from what was happening onscreen all at once.

Viggo? Please stop doing that calm, emotionless, rarely changing the facial expression aside from faintly amused, or disgusted with someone else's behaviour and therefore disapproving. It's fucking scary.

In conclusion : rent this on dvd. You won;t regret it but you will be going 'eeeeeeeep' fairly early on and won't stop going 'eeeeep' for a while after.