I went to the Goodwood Revival on Saturday, which was a recreation of a golden era of motoring. Cars from the 60s and earlier were on display and were being raced, and the dress code was strictly 50s - 60s era. Which meant I got to wear my hat.
It was very enjoyable, and I got to see some incredible sights. Very old Jaguar cars [see photo] racing (I mean old style cars, filled with turbo chargers). Ford GT40s were flying everywhere, and since my father and I were positioned at a nice corner (very wet and cold, but it provided good skidding), we witnessed a few spins, a couple of classic saloons making side on contact, and a wonderful Ferrari 250 LM smashing in its front corner. Factor in that they made 32 of them, and it's quite a spectacle.
The phone rang while I was at home one morning, and I answered, as it's usually for me, and the person on the other end started speaking Japanese, and despite my requests for her to 'hold on', she didn't understand. So for the first time in well over a year, I had to speak Japanese with no other options, but I managed to squeeze out a few words to get her to wait a minute while I fetched her son. I mean, it wasn't hard, but I have not had no choice of language since I spoke to Rumi-chan on my last night in Osaka.
As for other news, well. Becky has come over and visited every evening and we've watched a lot of Arrested Development and played a lot of video games, particularly Donkey Kong Country. I also took her job hunting today, where she got an interview from one of the most attractive women I have seen in a very long time. I'm going to have to ask her out. I managed to speak to her and I got some minor flirting in, but not nearly enough.
Anyway, it's 3 and due to my new earlier hours, I'm tired and should sleep after just one episode of Frasier.
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I'm afraid so, she was pretty perfect. She even beat Venus, who has since been relegated to Athena.
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