All 4 entries tagged Life
March 23, 2008
This is the time of the year where everyone moans about essays, dissertations and exams. But can you imagine things 10-15 years ago where the average student probably didn't have a laptop or maybe didn't even have their own computer to use. Essays written by hand and not on a word processor. Research done exclusively on books without the aid of search engines and stuff like google books. Must have been tough! And yet we still moan...
January 17, 2006
Hanging out with Tom and Sas on his window ledge late at night talking about life and stuff whilst listening to John Legend.
Off-road go-karting on muddy fields. And donoughting with no hands on the wheel.
A young Lorcan Staniland (aged 13 at the time) playing “The Heart Asks Pleasure First” on the piano in the Weymouth House Soiree 2003 (better than Mr Nyman himself – I’ve heard both)!
Going to see my parents.
My Reebok trainers that have served during 2001–2005, endless track, road and go-kart miles (what do you think I’d run in them?).
Watching the AA man break into Adam Murad’s Audi A3 after he locked his keys inside it.
The way Mr Luke used to tell you off for making “derogatory” comments in physics class.
When Mr Omitowuju used to apologise for shouting at us for so long, because all he wanted was us to be good scientists.
The fact that Will’s bike has brakes made by a company called “Hope” – Yes I hope they work too.
The Piano instrument.
Dancing like a lunatic aged 4 in the lounge to “Axel F”.
When Mr Turner (fellow Tynesider by origin) tries to do a Geordie accent but fails miserably. But I can’t do it either anymore.
Our first house in London on Selvege Lane.
Driving a Clio round a racetrack with British GT Champion (unbeknown to me!) Jonathan Cocker as my instructor.
The smell of gun powder hanging in the cold air in the range at school. Shooting was particularly hard there, because keeping the rifle steady is hard enough, without shivering in the cold!
Pretending to be useless to get demoted into the 3rd team in year 10 rugby and find out everyone gets afraid when you try to tackle them. Muahahaha
Colts B team (Year 11), won 1 – lost the rest! Such good fun.
Playing Switched on Classics CD on the Technics Hi-fi with the amp at precisely –63dB as a five-year-old kid.
Our little house in Hickling Court.
The fact that its was always sunny at school during summer. And walks around Mill Hill were always great whatever the season.
Dining at the RAC club.
Someone (blonde) leaving the oven on all winter at 50’C whilst the house was vacant (no risk of frozen pipes in this house!)
After a Lakers Football match, the physicists discuss their answers to questions in the exam they had prior to the match, and Huey said that he got 1.6 as an answer to the probability question!
Doing “All-Nighters” in F211 during my first year, where we played a lot of Rap music to keep us going, but the brothers ended up chilling to Tracy Chapman!
January 11, 2006
Will playing his stupid Yellow Mini game – 5 punches for yellow cars, 10 for Yellow Mini, 15 for yellow cabrio, 20 for Yellow Cabrio Mini
Driving with 4 back seat drivers (also known as My family).
Breaking computers (plural).
Breaking the Stig’s laptop screen by standing on it by accident.
Whilst testing my A-Level DT project (mini Wind Tunnel) I switched on the power to the microcontroller circuit – only to watch the micro chip burn with flames!
Here are some random memories I have. The type that spring into mind when you daydream in bed. (1–25)
Mr Dickson’s inspirational talks and anecdotes.
F1 demo in London. Mansell, Montoya, Brundle cruising down Regent Street destroying my ear drums.
Night exercises and camping during 4th Form CCF camp in the Bisley wilderness in Surrey.
Talking to Sue about music.
The burble of a V8 engine.
Acting the balcony scene from Romeo & Juliet whilst under fire from Tom and his BB gun
The drive to Woodland’s Place (Will’s house) either driving yourself, or as a passenger.
My room in Lakeside constantly playing jazz whilst the lava lamp gave it an atmospheric coloured hue.
Chilling out with my sister Avon to Norah Jones & The Handsome Band, front row in the Hammersmith Apollo April 2004.
Driving to Warwick on my own for an interview (with S. Davies) aged 17.
Interview with Dr Giblet of UCL Engineering – a really great and inspirational person (all that from an interview) “Go only where YOU want to go” he told me – he also gave me the secret of success, but I've lost it.
Winning tickets for the Belgian GP 2004 (but didn’t go).
Walking into my uncle’s friends’ farmhouse in Northern Ireland that had a smell of pipe smoke oozing from the walls, but was strangely reassuring.
When Mr Wilks comes to tune the piano he always plays a nice tune.
Playing football everyday at school in the hazy afternoons in Mill Hill.
Hearing piano maestro Einaudi in concert with Hanna.
The feeling when you get a heel-toe downshift perfect.
Our old house in Red Admiral Court.
Learning to drive with my instructor David Mitchell – basically 3 “lessons” a week for me to get on with it, whilst we discuss current affairs, his life: stories about his career driving with licence to speed and riding shotgun in a prototype Harrier jet over mainland Europe which was actually a time bomb because the missiles were armed and ready to fire!
Paul waking me up with hot breakfast and coffee 6am on a Japenese GP morning.
Driving back a long journey home on a moonlit night with family – and crooning to Stand By Me on the radio.
Cycling with my sister Nadia, around home, or on holiday.
Flying grob tutor planes for the first 10 minutes (before my stomach couldn't take anymore).
Chilling out with 2004–2005 Flat 39 peeps (Corinna, Andy, Maddy, Nhan,
Katherine) on the Square in Lakeside.