Long time no blog, I know. We've been alternately crazily busy and excitingly ill. Alas, the "exciting weekend" I anticipated in my last blog post did not quite materialise as I'd hoped, but Isaac and I did manage to take a nice hike along the Fife Coastal Walk to a rock formation known as the Rock and Spindle on that Saturday.
Last Tuesday, I came down with an exciting stomach flu, which began around midnight and kept me up all morning. By the time Isaac left for work, I felt slightly less queasy, but decided to stay home and rest (a decision facilitated by my super-100. Friday? Isaac woke up in the wee hours with the same ailment. I was a bad wife and left the house after lunch to finish my research overview, which my supervisor is reading this week :). This week (and last week as well, come to think of it), Isaac's been overwhelmed with work and I've been diligently reading and attending numerous evening lectures for general enjoyment. Last night I attended a wonderful lecture given by a local professor of history who argued that the rise of the print book briefly hampered the existence and growth of libraries during the Renaissance; tonight I enjoyed a wonderful lecture on T.S. Eliot's poem "Marina" and the importance of biography (context) to studies of this author.
Outside the classroom and the cafe, we've enjoyed some short hikes, including the coastal one mentioned above, as well as a day trip to the city of Dundee, located perhaps fifteen miles north of St. Andrews.
Isaac here. In Dundee, we enjoyed a pub lunch that stuffed us to the gills--perhaps because our recently-ill stomachs weren't quite up to the task of finishing so much food. We went to an Asian grocery after lunch to buy rice and miso soup mix. I have no idea how much paste to use to make decent miso soup, but at least I've got the first step in the process done. After the grocery, we had it in our heads that walking around for a bit would make us feel less full. We had designs on some sticky toffee pudding back at the pub. Apparently, we were so full that after an hour or so of walking, we couldn't handle the mere thought of more food. So what do you do when you can't eat anymore? You go to Borders, obviously. We spent around an hour or so browsing their selection, and even bought a book!
Our trip back to St. Andrews was uneventful. The important bit is that we stayed mostly dry despite the persistent rain.
On Sunday, we went to the traditional service at Holy Trinity which, though the pews are mighty uncomfortable and I don't know any of the tunes, has the distinct advantage over the other service in that it finishes before noon. Their more modern service (dubbed "Trinity") starts around 12:00, features chairs instead of pews, and has songs I actually know. The afternoon found us napping before a friend's evening birthday party.
Monday brought another cafe opening. I was supposed to work only 6 hours over 2 days this week, but due to illnesses, I've worked around 18 hours over 3 days.
That's about all the news from the edge of the North Sea. Bed beckons, and the promise of a long lie-in in the morning makes the call even sweeter. Goodnight.
Is a lie-in like a laugh-in, except false?
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