It's been a long time

to get from there to here...

But seriously, I'm sorry I haven't posted here in a while, I started this blog with such good intentions; but the best laid plans and all that, I haven't posted in a while. That is until I'm meant to plan something for tomorrow and then I need to procrastinate and writing in this blog is the form of procrastination I am taking today. Not going to complain it is (sort of) productive.

But yes as I said I'm meant to be planning something, that would be a Creative Ideas Workshop for Maddrim Media Club's meeting tomorrow. Mainly there's going to be a lot of improv games and then discussions for future ideas. So I'm busy doing that, starting a new job at work, setting up an improv group and fishing for my ipod. But I'm only going to expand on one of those stories now so naturally I'll choose the last.


How to fish for your Ipod
I probably shouldn't be writing a guide on this seeing as I haven't caught it yet. Instead this should be more of a story of woe and a warning to never take your Ipod with you when going for a row.

Look this is me rowing on the voe, I really love a good row:

Note: No Ipod

To cut a pretty long story short, I went for a row, neighbours ended up joining me, four of us in two boats when to investigate a strange squeaking noise - it was an otter stuck in a lobster creel, during all the commotion trying to free the otter owners swapped boats, some people were on the pier, my ipod was left in my boat, which was then accidentally capsized resulting in a soaked neighbour and a sunken MP3 player.

My lovely, now dry, neighbour then bought me a replacement Ipod. But I still really want to fish out my old one. For three reasons:

1) It may, just may, still work, which would be a miracle
2) How many people can say they've caught a saltwater Ipod?
3) I want to put it in a bottle and hang it on my wall. That'd just be fucking awesome.

So after purchasing a 99p net from my brother's local corner shop I took my row boat out yesterday, minus my new ipod but plus one wet suit (prepared) and went fishing!
I spent two hours hanging over my boat... I did see it, almost had it, then it evaded me and I was unable to spot it again as it is in a leather case, which was actually also a present from the same neighbour.

I didn't realise at the time, because I was super busy fishing, but family and neighbours were watching and laughing and tweeting about me. Bit mean.

Yes I retweeted it

But yea I am dry now, and warm, but I can't rest knowing my Ipod (oh so wittingly named 'Marjolein's Pithus of Music' d'ya get it? Soz for the vulgarity) is still at the bottom of our voe. So this week I'm going to be borrowing my brother's snorkle gear and have a second attempt. Failing that I'll upgrade to scuba diving gear from my friend Mark. Best be soon winter is coming. Although with this lovely Indian Summer it's not that bad a problem. Indian Summer in Shetland we hit 17 degrees and people didn't know how to cope.

I've got to go, I'm uploading a film I made in 6th year of school, to Youtube. I'll maybe blog about it one day. It's a tribute to Steve Irwin. What a legend.