A West Country Social
Sep. 16th, 2012 05:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bethnoirThere is something delightful about finding out people you've been online friends with are just the same in real life. I am not naturally gregarious, and I don't get out much as I have family responsibilities, so meeting people who share my interests isn't always easy. Over the years though, I've found a group of friends who are all music fans, different music, but our passion is music.
Yesterday I met some of them in Somerset. It was a lovely event. The food was wonderful, the conversation was delightful, the sun shone and there were cats. I had my camera with me, but forgot to use it, so you'll have to imagine the garden, the bird of prey circling in the thermals, the home made cider, the group of people who could chat endlessly about music, chatting endlessly, but politely listening to each other and relaxing.
The journey back was a strange one. I had to get a train from Westbury which then travelled through Trowbridge and Bath Spa before getting to Bristol Temple Meads and then going out again to Abbey Wood, where I got off and walked for a bit to get to a bus and home. Bath Spa from that direction is ever so pretty with the canal, old stone buildings and generally bucolic views.
I have 5 people's mix CDs to listen to now, new music and a lazy Sunday (not including the 4 lots of homework), quite lovely. I've finished the latest Ben Aaronovitch book,sadaprilsky might be interested to know that there is a mention of the game Call of Cthullu and now have 2 other books to look forward to. Life is good.
Yesterday I met some of them in Somerset. It was a lovely event. The food was wonderful, the conversation was delightful, the sun shone and there were cats. I had my camera with me, but forgot to use it, so you'll have to imagine the garden, the bird of prey circling in the thermals, the home made cider, the group of people who could chat endlessly about music, chatting endlessly, but politely listening to each other and relaxing.
The journey back was a strange one. I had to get a train from Westbury which then travelled through Trowbridge and Bath Spa before getting to Bristol Temple Meads and then going out again to Abbey Wood, where I got off and walked for a bit to get to a bus and home. Bath Spa from that direction is ever so pretty with the canal, old stone buildings and generally bucolic views.
I have 5 people's mix CDs to listen to now, new music and a lazy Sunday (not including the 4 lots of homework), quite lovely. I've finished the latest Ben Aaronovitch book,
sadaprilsky might be interested to know that there is a mention of the game Call of Cthullu and now have 2 other books to look forward to. Life is good.