Gratuitous Whitby Post
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puddingcatCus I'm so goffic :)
Thursday.
Forget glasses, cheongsam & skirt of frilly blackness. Remember 90% of the rest of my wardrobe. Leave on goth time (only 1 1/2 hours late...).
Drive past Horcum Hole (or somesuch). Nearly drive into Horcum Hole (or somesuch) as I'm laughing at the name too hard to steer.
Find cottage against all known laws of navigation, proving that I am, in fact, male.
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faerierhona, zenmeisterin, robinbloke and others aren't there. Briefly angst (like I need the practise), then decide that it's a nice day so I may as well chill. Find a cat & sit on front step for 15 minutes in the sun. Maybe I'm not a goth after all.
Rhona et al arrive. Explore house & scatter Stuff over bunk bed. Drink Tea.
Change. Oddly, this takes an hour longer than normal. Goth Time is in force. Meetclaire_wain, rainbowskye and other people whose LJ names I don't know. Get drunk. Have BOOTS photos taken, among others.
Go out. Meet Barry the Taxi Driver. Think "oooh, it's really small & sweet after all that hype". Discover Dandelion & Burdock vodka alcopops. Get home. Get too little sleep.
Friday.
Get up too early. Drink tea. Price stuff for bring & buy. Swear at seagulls, who must have noticed me talking to the cat & have taken revenge on my car. It's no longer silver.
Go to Places with Goth Stuff and GOTHstuff. Nearly buy lots. Actually buy almost indecent blue pvc dress (£25 instead of £64). Consider corsetry but no decent material (though superb design). Consider boots. Meet Linda the black chicken, and a cat on a lead. I don't think the cat met the chicken, though.
Go home. Drink tea. Change into almost-dress. Almost fall out of almost dress. Boots quite possibly cover more of me than this dress does. Go out.
Earth Loop Recall are Very Good Indeed, despite their lead singer looking like Ron Weasley after an unfortunate hair gel incident. Token female synth player could be lost without noticeable difficulty, but there was space for her on the stage, so *shrug*.
The Damned? So that's what all the fuss is about. Cool, especially Capt. Sensible's Happy Talk solo spot :) Must buy music.
Go home. Collapse. Get too little sleep.
Saturday.
Get up too early. Drink tea. Return to shops with Intent To Spend. Spend. Now own big foofy skirt, impractical boots, silver apron skirt & silvery blue pvc jackety-top thing. See "NICE BIG GOTH" written in the sand, in 12-18" high letters. Go into old town. Get introduced to Justin's, the CHOCOLATE SHOP to end all chocolate shops. Fall in love.
Go home. Find out I've made £55 on the bring & buy stuff, but get £45 due to misreading by stall organiser. Well, I'm not arguing over £10 that's gone to a cats' home instead of me. Drink tea. Get changed. More photos. Barry tells us about someone who fell to his death from the sea wall, "and he wasn't even a goth". Get photographed walking into the Spa.
Libertina are ho hum. End up near the front & realise I have a new favourite band as soon as Dream Disciples come on. Well, to me, "derivative" and "80s style goth rock" are compliments of the highest order :) End up in front row for the Mission. Good, but not that good. Wayne Hussey drinks Jacob's Creek Cabernet Sauvignon.
Buy 3 Dream Disciples CDs. Get pitying looks from Rhona. Go home. Collapse. Get too little sleep.
Sunday.
Get up when I wake up. Lovely change. Drink tea. Wear foofy skirt; it feels as if I'm not wearing anything. Wander into town with Rhona & Isi. Admire bikes - Ii has excellent taste, RHona is under the misapprehension that Goldwings count as bikes. *Sigh*. I can't help having taste; Dad used to race :) Buy enough Justin's chocolate to last at least a week, some ginger wine & interesting marmalade.
Go to Spanish cafe & take over. Half the men are called Dave, so all are renamed for simplicity. Have the worst crab salad imaginable. Nice garlic mushrooms, though, and the wine improved after the first glass. Dracula's blood cocktail helped, too. Get disappointed in Robin when he fails to finish his pudding.
Go home. Drink tea. Rush out to Rainbow's to get ready. Covet one of the Daves' dress. Go to Met. Get overheated & frozen depending on where I am. Give up & go home early. Sit & talk & relise a good rule of thumb for what music I like may well be "if Rhona likes it, I'll hate it, and vice versa, unless it's 80s electropop". Drink tea. Go to bed.
Monday.
Get up. Drink tea. Pack. Help tidy. Load car. Find a (different) cat to talk to; tumbleweeds of fur barrel down the street & can be seen from Scarborough. Seagulls quickly catch on & start making plans, loudly. Stop when I realise the pattern on my top has been replaced by tabby hair.
Drive home.
Collapse. Drink tea. Catch up on some LJ. Sleep.
Overall, Whitby rocks :) And now I knwo people, I can go back & not have to follow Rhona around like a shadow all the time :) Maybe I'll even get some complimets next time... Still, I'm all for festivals that give all the profits to cats, bats & the PDSA.
Next time (April; I can't do November) I'm taking fewer but more extreme clothes. Manchester is positively tame & restrained compared to Whitby.
Thursday.
Forget glasses, cheongsam & skirt of frilly blackness. Remember 90% of the rest of my wardrobe. Leave on goth time (only 1 1/2 hours late...).
Drive past Horcum Hole (or somesuch). Nearly drive into Horcum Hole (or somesuch) as I'm laughing at the name too hard to steer.
Find cottage against all known laws of navigation, proving that I am, in fact, male.
faerierhona, zenmeisterin, robinbloke and others aren't there. Briefly angst (like I need the practise), then decide that it's a nice day so I may as well chill. Find a cat & sit on front step for 15 minutes in the sun. Maybe I'm not a goth after all.Rhona et al arrive. Explore house & scatter Stuff over bunk bed. Drink Tea.
Change. Oddly, this takes an hour longer than normal. Goth Time is in force. Meet
claire_wain, rainbowskye and other people whose LJ names I don't know. Get drunk. Have BOOTS photos taken, among others.Go out. Meet Barry the Taxi Driver. Think "oooh, it's really small & sweet after all that hype". Discover Dandelion & Burdock vodka alcopops. Get home. Get too little sleep.
Friday.
Get up too early. Drink tea. Price stuff for bring & buy. Swear at seagulls, who must have noticed me talking to the cat & have taken revenge on my car. It's no longer silver.
Go to Places with Goth Stuff and GOTHstuff. Nearly buy lots. Actually buy almost indecent blue pvc dress (£25 instead of £64). Consider corsetry but no decent material (though superb design). Consider boots. Meet Linda the black chicken, and a cat on a lead. I don't think the cat met the chicken, though.
Go home. Drink tea. Change into almost-dress. Almost fall out of almost dress. Boots quite possibly cover more of me than this dress does. Go out.
Earth Loop Recall are Very Good Indeed, despite their lead singer looking like Ron Weasley after an unfortunate hair gel incident. Token female synth player could be lost without noticeable difficulty, but there was space for her on the stage, so *shrug*.
The Damned? So that's what all the fuss is about. Cool, especially Capt. Sensible's Happy Talk solo spot :) Must buy music.
Go home. Collapse. Get too little sleep.
Saturday.
Get up too early. Drink tea. Return to shops with Intent To Spend. Spend. Now own big foofy skirt, impractical boots, silver apron skirt & silvery blue pvc jackety-top thing. See "NICE BIG GOTH" written in the sand, in 12-18" high letters. Go into old town. Get introduced to Justin's, the CHOCOLATE SHOP to end all chocolate shops. Fall in love.
Go home. Find out I've made £55 on the bring & buy stuff, but get £45 due to misreading by stall organiser. Well, I'm not arguing over £10 that's gone to a cats' home instead of me. Drink tea. Get changed. More photos. Barry tells us about someone who fell to his death from the sea wall, "and he wasn't even a goth". Get photographed walking into the Spa.
Libertina are ho hum. End up near the front & realise I have a new favourite band as soon as Dream Disciples come on. Well, to me, "derivative" and "80s style goth rock" are compliments of the highest order :) End up in front row for the Mission. Good, but not that good. Wayne Hussey drinks Jacob's Creek Cabernet Sauvignon.
Buy 3 Dream Disciples CDs. Get pitying looks from Rhona. Go home. Collapse. Get too little sleep.
Sunday.
Get up when I wake up. Lovely change. Drink tea. Wear foofy skirt; it feels as if I'm not wearing anything. Wander into town with Rhona & Isi. Admire bikes - Ii has excellent taste, RHona is under the misapprehension that Goldwings count as bikes. *Sigh*. I can't help having taste; Dad used to race :) Buy enough Justin's chocolate to last at least a week, some ginger wine & interesting marmalade.
Go to Spanish cafe & take over. Half the men are called Dave, so all are renamed for simplicity. Have the worst crab salad imaginable. Nice garlic mushrooms, though, and the wine improved after the first glass. Dracula's blood cocktail helped, too. Get disappointed in Robin when he fails to finish his pudding.
Go home. Drink tea. Rush out to Rainbow's to get ready. Covet one of the Daves' dress. Go to Met. Get overheated & frozen depending on where I am. Give up & go home early. Sit & talk & relise a good rule of thumb for what music I like may well be "if Rhona likes it, I'll hate it, and vice versa, unless it's 80s electropop". Drink tea. Go to bed.
Monday.
Get up. Drink tea. Pack. Help tidy. Load car. Find a (different) cat to talk to; tumbleweeds of fur barrel down the street & can be seen from Scarborough. Seagulls quickly catch on & start making plans, loudly. Stop when I realise the pattern on my top has been replaced by tabby hair.
Drive home.
Collapse. Drink tea. Catch up on some LJ. Sleep.
Overall, Whitby rocks :) And now I knwo people, I can go back & not have to follow Rhona around like a shadow all the time :) Maybe I'll even get some complimets next time... Still, I'm all for festivals that give all the profits to cats, bats & the PDSA.
Next time (April; I can't do November) I'm taking fewer but more extreme clothes. Manchester is positively tame & restrained compared to Whitby.
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Date: 2004-04-27 04:09 pm (UTC)Glad you had a good time!
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Date: 2004-04-28 12:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-29 10:58 am (UTC)However, I now know quite a lot of people. Hm, let's see how much leave I'll use up this year, maybe November is in. I will decide when I know what bands are playing.
there were also
Date: 2004-04-28 12:50 am (UTC)I was planning on giving you thier number and then forgot entirely....
but they are worht chatting to as well
glad you enjoyed it though
Re: there were also
Date: 2004-04-28 12:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-28 03:04 am (UTC)*grin*
Sounds like you had fun - if you go again take a trip to Robin Hoods Bay...trust me ;)
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Date: 2004-04-28 12:37 pm (UTC)Re-taking my test & actually sending the pass certificate off's still on my "must do" list. It's nice that I still have the same taste in bikes, too (either a CBR 600 RR, CBR 600 or OLD Triumph / Triton). Course, then I'll have to fight off both Isi and Dad :)
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Date: 2004-04-28 12:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-28 06:44 am (UTC)Goldwings aren't bikes, they're armchairs on wheels. We saw them all streaming past us across the moors - we wondered whether they were heading in your direction.
Oh, and don't tell Rhona, but
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Date: 2004-04-28 12:40 pm (UTC)I'm now coveting your white DMs. Along with much Gothstuff - er - stuff.
Oh, and Tara-who's-skirt-is-on-your-site? She's our old HR girl from work... Spooky!
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Date: 2004-04-29 12:18 am (UTC)But if you have a TK Maxx near you, have a look - that's where I found them.
Aaargh, this world is getting smaller by the minute. Make it stop, or we'll implode!
This Dave Says No!
Date: 2004-04-28 11:18 am (UTC)and no you cannot have dress of purple pvc'ness ... well maybe on loan if your good and I ever see ya again!!!
Re: This Dave Says No!
Date: 2004-04-28 12:42 pm (UTC)Re: This Dave Says No!
Date: 2004-04-29 05:40 pm (UTC)