It may be Valentine’s Day, but I certainly haven’t been giving my camera much love recently! However, a couple of days ago I ventured out to the Yorkshire Wildlife Park with my Mothership and set about snapping some beasts.
(If you’re in the North of England, YWP is well worth a visit and very good value for money, compared with many of the larger safari parks.)
The park is the only place in the UK that you can see polar bears – as part of their Project Polar, they currently have four males in residence and are continuing to upgrade their extensive roaming space and help with their conservation.
There are plenty of other animals on show too, from lions, tigers and leopards to my new favourite – armadillos! I could have watched them running laps around the enclosure all day. We were also treated to a ‘fight’ between two of the giraffes. Apparently, one is an annoying youngster that doesn’t play fair. But he’s only tolerated for so long!
No, this isn’t a post about chess – although I can set up the board in the correct order, know a couple of terms and that the
horsey knight moves in an ‘L’ shape, I’ve never learned to play. It requires more effort and brain power than you all know I’m capable of!
Instead, this post is about my encounters with clergy last week, when our school had a visit from a VIP. We’ve been waiting for his holy presence for some time – it was arranged, then cancelled due to having some more ecclesiastical duties to perform.
But eventually, the day came for us to entertain Dr. John Sentamu – who is no ordinary bishop but the Archbishop of York. Second in command to the Canterbury chap and a very important person!
About ten days ago, there was a buzz within neighbourhood social media as images started popping up on Facebook groups and whispers passed back and forth, suggesting that something of interest had occurred…
The word on the web noted it definitely hadn’t happened on the Tuesday evening but quite possibly wasn’t noticed until later on the Wednesday, giving a fairly small time frame of when an unassuming area of Hull suddenly became THE place to be.
Before we knew it, news outlets, both local and national, were turning their attention to a rundown, industrial area on the banks of the River Hull, that housed a disused bridge stuck in a permanent ‘up’ position.
Hardly the kind of locale that the council was used to showcasing during the City of Culture year. And yet, the crowds began to gather, parking violations were committed without a thought and rife speculation seasoned everything in a thicker coating than our beloved chip spice.
Why? Because someone had scribbled on a wall.
Not just anyone. And not just any scribble. No. This fine piece of wanton vandalism was claimed on Friday, by the man (woman? group?) known as BANKSY.
In 2016, I made a note of every film we’d watched throughout the year and shared them in a post at the end of December. It seemed to be fairly well received and it also helped us review a year through a different medium.
So I decided to do it again. Except this time, due to the entire year being quite a gargantuan task, I intended to compile a post quarterly. And then we got to April…then the end of April…and I realised I’d missed my fraction window!
So instead, here’s the FINAL installment of a trilogy – because every good film comes in threes, right?! (Please don’t start giving me examples of when this hasn’t worked – there are far too many!)
However, it’s later than last year’s counterpart (but then I was MIA for a while) and we’re already into the third week of 2018. But it’s the beginning of award season and a good time to finish the line-up and tell you what MY TOP 10 FILMS of 2017 were!
If you’d like to see what we were watching earlier in the year, you can check them out HEREand HERE
It’s the start of a new year and we are awash with adverts and articles tempting you to jet off to foreign shores, encouraging you get out and find the new you…but not before you sign over your life savings for a subscription to the local gym which you’ll avoid like the Plague after the first week!
As we’re on day three of January, I’m a little late with jumping on this self-improvement bandwagon, but I’m jumping nonetheless. Now, I’m perfectly aware I have a bit of a reputation – consistency is not my strong point and in the past, the only success I’ve had with my resolutions has been the ability to pronounce the word with my short-tongue!
So I don’t make them. As such…
Do you remember my Bucket List post of 2016? Well, two years on from my ‘oh-my-I-get-old-this-year‘ wish list and I can say I have ticked two items off the list: visiting Iceland and publishing a book.