Monday, June 19, 2006

The Lampeter Blog - Part 1

Greetings from Lampeter. I have to report it is raining - an almost constant drizzle since I have been here. The sheep are looking sorry for themselves and I can hear them bleating from my room.

Lampeter is a small place - I reckon it takes just about ten minutes to walk through the 'town centre' which consists of a just a few small shops: a chiropodist(also a reflexologist), a couple of 'new-age' type shops selling scented candles (and I suspect spells and potions), a carpet shop (some I imagined had that worn, well-travelled look), a couple of boutiques (probably specialising in crinolines, corsets and bustles as well as space suits), several chapels (the door of one of these suddenly flew open as I passed and some glum-looking people carrying large irregularly-shaped boxes came out) and two takeaways(which had a strange exotic smell of incense). Well, that is what I spotted in my walk though last night. Apart from this it was very quiet. Except.. as I walked under one window there was a sudden fit of raucous screaming, and then from another open window on a first floor, laughing which was obviously drunken, manic, or both. I wanted to knock on the front door and ask if I could join in. One house had balloons tied to the railings but I think they had been there some time because they were partly deflated. I also found a recent small stone circle and an ancient rugby field claiming a proud and illustrious history.

That was last night. Today I had my first day of Welsh. It is of course, difficult, but I was expecting that. I wasn't really expecting to enjoy it - but so far I am - although my head hurts.


Anonymous crimeficreader said...

Aha! You found net access then Clare! As your head fills with more Welsh I hope it gets better and not worse.
Smells of incense, eh? You're down west. I'm not surprised.
Console yourself Clare - the forecast for the weather across the country is not too good this week.
I've never been to Lampeter. Seems like if I have a spare 15 mins on passing by some time...

Mon Jun 19, 10:12:00 pm  
Blogger Jonathan said...

Sounds quite surreal all in all. But what can one expect in a town synonymous with electrical appliance swallowing?

Mon Jun 19, 11:50:00 pm  
Anonymous JAN said...

I can see/hear/taste/touch/smell another novel coming on...?

Tue Jun 20, 03:32:00 pm  
Anonymous Clare said...

Crimeficreader: Yes, now I know why they call it 'the wild west' or just 'Ceredigion' home of the nude sunbather. Though wouldn't fancy it today, to be honest.

Jonathan: Hadn't thought of that - but yes, it figures, really.

Jan: Yes, if my head didn't ache so much I'd get onto one right away.

Tue Jun 20, 05:41:00 pm  
Anonymous Pawl Muldwn said...

It's only really synonymous with electrical appliance swallowing if you mangle the stress pattern so that the second syllable is inaccurately accented. I though I was the only one allowed to do that.

Thu Jun 22, 12:35:00 pm  
Blogger Jonathan said...

Dear Pawl

You though wrong. ;-)

Fri Jun 23, 09:30:00 pm  

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