sprezzatura: (Smoke & Mirrors)
Bleurgh, November. Possibly my least favourite month, because at least in February the days are getting longer and you know spring isn't far away. November, however, has very little to recommend it. Summer is a distant memory, the clocks have gone back, it's not Hallowe'en any more and the festering season looms large in front of you like a big, black, fierce animal ready to guzzle up all your money/time/enthusiasm for life. November Spawned a Monster, said Morrissey, and he was bloody well right, I call it Christmas.*

Ed and I had a lovely time in Whitby, for the most part, although Saturday was a bit stressful, and I think we missed out by not being there during the day on Friday. Mostly because of the weekend crowds, I only went to the market for about five minutes, and if I hadn't have needed to collect a pre-ordered item from [livejournal.com profile] needler I might not have bothered to do even that. We didn't set foot in the Elsinore at all. The problem with only living an hour's drive away is that we always seem to end up being part-timers, even if we have accommodation in Whitby itself. Next time we will be more organised and make sure Ed gets time off work.

We spent Friday night at Wasteland in Raw, which I really enjoyed, but it was a shame it had to finish so early. Saturday was DV8 at Laughton's, the first time I had ever been there for something other than the 80s night, and as [livejournal.com profile] rainbowskye observed, the absence of skipping ropes, conga lines and Nelly the Elephant took some getting used to. Band wise, I loved Grooving in Green and the March Violets, quite liked Glass and Ulterior and did not enjoy Black Moth at all, which was a shame because they had the best T-shirts. I believe O Children played as well, and I would have liked to have seen them but we ran out of energy during the Violets' set and had to go home to bed. Sunday was my favourite night, spent, apart from a quick drink in Laughton's to say hello to [livejournal.com profile] broom_stick, [livejournal.com profile] thedemoncrowley and others, at Nostalgia, which is probably the best club night I have been to since the 1990s.

The weekend also included dinner at Casa Nostra with [livejournal.com profile] miss_dark and [livejournal.com profile] dedbutdrmng, and - randomly - Kate-who-I-used-to-go-to-school-with and her husband, because the world is the size of a pin cushion. There was a predictable trip to the Fisherman's Friend with various Usual Suspects before I left on Monday, though remarkably I did not have any cake.

As I have now been home for almost forty-eight hours, I think it's probably time I unpacked the car.

*Though these days, the retail industry seems to think August Spawned a Monster.
sprezzatura: (DH Poster Snape)
It is the last day of Save Livejournal Month! Apart from one day when I forgot, and had to catch up the next morning, I have managed to post something every day, and I must admit, it's nice to be back and I will try to keep up with more regular updates. I will be starting with a long, rambling discourse about Whitby that might even turn into a WIG thread, just like in the old days, but as I am heading back there as soon as we've dropped off K at her Hallowe'en Party, it will have to wait a day or two.

Happy Pumpkin Day, viewers!
sprezzatura: (Default)
In Whitby and in deep disgruntlement. Way too many people and way too many cameras. It's very difficult to talk about how much better WGW was in the old days without sounding sneery and pretentious, but WGW was much better in the old days before it became a fancy dress photo opportunity.
sprezzatura: (80s!)
Coming soon! Self-indulgent Goth angst, especially for [livejournal.com profile] neenaw. I don't have time now though. I've got to take Tia to Doggy Holiday Camp before Ed gets home and then we're going back to Whitby.

Yesterday was busy and fun. I met up with [livejournal.com profile] broom_stick, [livejournal.com profile] sobrique and others and we caught a steam train - disappointingly not the Hogwarts Express - to Pickering. We went to look at the church with uncovered medieval murals on the walls, which I had not seen before. [livejournal.com profile] speedygoth joined us for lunch and I got a lift back to Whitby with her in the hope of picking up the flat key before [livejournal.com profile] foxy76 arrived, but I was thwarted by the miserable old bags in the letting agency so went to get supplies instead. Clare arrived while I was at the Co-op, so we went to find the flat, which is warm and comfortable and on the top floor of one of the Whitehall Landings buildings. It has a great view of the Abbey which looked fantastic floodlit in purple.

A quick dinner and tarting up later, we went to [livejournal.com profile] broom_stick's 50s cocktail party where I consumed inadvisable quantities of Planter's Punch and caught up with various people including [livejournal.com profile] rhubarbtriangle and [livejournal.com profile] salmon_of_doubt whom I hadn't seen in I can't remember how long.

Some photos )
sprezzatura: (Me 50s)
At 50s cocktail party. Have not drunk alcohol in 3 months. Pissed. Mr Rochester wrist fisting!
sprezzatura: (Bellatrix)
So, yes, I'm off to Whitby in the morning. I believe there is some sort of music festival, but I'm just going to have a quiet few days away with Ed and [livejournal.com profile] foxy76, celebrate Hallowe'en, and hopefully catch up with a few people I went to university with who have Livejournals they never update.

I just wrote a long post pontificating on the subject of WGW; about all the people I've fallen out with or woken up beside, whose shoulders I've cried on and who've been sick on my shoes, and the ghosts of eleven years that lie around the town like cracks in the pavement waiting for a misplaced stiletto to trip me up. Then I decided I couldn't be doing with any of that self-indulgent Goth nonsense and deleted it. I'll just have to make sure I stick to wearing DMs all weekend, won't I?
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