I yelled 'Words' to someone...and all they gave me were these lousy words.
So, 
dakfinv gave me the following collection of wurdz, man.
Welding
It's what I do. Well, I actually don't do nearly as much as I used to, really. I love it though. I love the heat and the smoke and the dirt and the noise. I love the smell, the look, the beauty of watching the molten metals joining. I like that not that many people can do it. I love welding stainless slightly more than mild, because it's clean and quiet and beautiful.
Yours truly welding up a balcony, many years ago!
Ray
(From Life on Mars and Ashes to Ashes, for those of you who are thinking of other Rays!) Well, Ray. Raymondo. He's flawed and arrogant and violent and racist and homophobic and misogynistic and really, you should hate him. And almost everyone did! But....he's also vulnerable and out of his depth and he's trying so damn hard and often he's failing but he still tries! And he's loyal and damaged and he can't admit to any weakness, and that IS his weakness. He's a fantastic character to write, because he isn't given much backstory in the show, which just leaves things so wonderfully open! He loves his job and hs colleagues, and those two things seem to be all he has in life. And he risks everything to try to impress Gene, but instead he just messes up and almost loses the lot...and despite everyone thinking he's an unfeeling bastard, he's the one we se nearly crying and he;s the one who goes back to work the same day as he gets blown up, even though he's got PTSD and his hands shake so much he can't even pick up his pint. He seems very lonely, and I like my characters with addeed angst, so as a writer, I just love him. Oh, and of course, he's played by the wonderfully blue-eyed Dean Andrews, which is a bonus!
Cafe Nero
This particular one is my home-away-from-home on weekend mornings when Jojo is working. It's on the cross roads of Grand Avenue and Church Road, just a street away from my flat. From here, you see everything. They do lovely coffee - the best of all the commercial coffee shops, I think - no crazy menus, just pretty basic espresso-based coffee. They do food, they do free internet. Did I mention the free internet?? So I can go in there, whatever the weather, log on, chill out and write. And watch Hove go about it's business. I like it, a lot.
JoJo
Jojo. Jon. Jonathan. Urchin. He answers to all of these names. The love of my life, the person who has been with me from childhood to adulthood. Without whom I would never have been able to move house 13 times in one year, or survive uni, or anything. He's helped me, stood by me, watch me develop from School (where I was when we met) to work. We've been together ten years now, and it feels like forever, but it also feels like no time at all. He has his faults (and I have plenty of my own!) but I couldn't - wouldn't want to - do anything without him.
Telescope
There are two telescopes in my life. Wildly different ones. This one:
Better link to one I didn't take a photo of in the dark: here
And another one...a leather-bound, brass trimmed 'scope from...well, I don't even know! but it's antique, and it's been on my dad's mantlepiece since forever, and I've never even TOUCHED it! But I love it. Both are about my Dad. Jojo and my Stepmum become widows when my Dad and I get together and head up to the Observatory which we built - as however long we SAY we're going to be...you can probably quadruple it! My old man introduced me to the stars, and now I think the best thing in the world is to go up there and learn about them from him. So from trying to follow where his finger was pointing when I was tiny, to setting up his GPS lock and programming the computer to find the right stars and planets now, telescopes have brought the heavens that little bit closer.
dakfinv gave me the following collection of wurdz, man.Welding
It's what I do. Well, I actually don't do nearly as much as I used to, really. I love it though. I love the heat and the smoke and the dirt and the noise. I love the smell, the look, the beauty of watching the molten metals joining. I like that not that many people can do it. I love welding stainless slightly more than mild, because it's clean and quiet and beautiful.
Yours truly welding up a balcony, many years ago!
Ray
(From Life on Mars and Ashes to Ashes, for those of you who are thinking of other Rays!) Well, Ray. Raymondo. He's flawed and arrogant and violent and racist and homophobic and misogynistic and really, you should hate him. And almost everyone did! But....he's also vulnerable and out of his depth and he's trying so damn hard and often he's failing but he still tries! And he's loyal and damaged and he can't admit to any weakness, and that IS his weakness. He's a fantastic character to write, because he isn't given much backstory in the show, which just leaves things so wonderfully open! He loves his job and hs colleagues, and those two things seem to be all he has in life. And he risks everything to try to impress Gene, but instead he just messes up and almost loses the lot...and despite everyone thinking he's an unfeeling bastard, he's the one we se nearly crying and he;s the one who goes back to work the same day as he gets blown up, even though he's got PTSD and his hands shake so much he can't even pick up his pint. He seems very lonely, and I like my characters with addeed angst, so as a writer, I just love him. Oh, and of course, he's played by the wonderfully blue-eyed Dean Andrews, which is a bonus!
Cafe Nero
This particular one is my home-away-from-home on weekend mornings when Jojo is working. It's on the cross roads of Grand Avenue and Church Road, just a street away from my flat. From here, you see everything. They do lovely coffee - the best of all the commercial coffee shops, I think - no crazy menus, just pretty basic espresso-based coffee. They do food, they do free internet. Did I mention the free internet?? So I can go in there, whatever the weather, log on, chill out and write. And watch Hove go about it's business. I like it, a lot.
JoJo
Jojo. Jon. Jonathan. Urchin. He answers to all of these names. The love of my life, the person who has been with me from childhood to adulthood. Without whom I would never have been able to move house 13 times in one year, or survive uni, or anything. He's helped me, stood by me, watch me develop from School (where I was when we met) to work. We've been together ten years now, and it feels like forever, but it also feels like no time at all. He has his faults (and I have plenty of my own!) but I couldn't - wouldn't want to - do anything without him.
Telescope
There are two telescopes in my life. Wildly different ones. This one:
Better link to one I didn't take a photo of in the dark: here
And another one...a leather-bound, brass trimmed 'scope from...well, I don't even know! but it's antique, and it's been on my dad's mantlepiece since forever, and I've never even TOUCHED it! But I love it. Both are about my Dad. Jojo and my Stepmum become widows when my Dad and I get together and head up to the Observatory which we built - as however long we SAY we're going to be...you can probably quadruple it! My old man introduced me to the stars, and now I think the best thing in the world is to go up there and learn about them from him. So from trying to follow where his finger was pointing when I was tiny, to setting up his GPS lock and programming the computer to find the right stars and planets now, telescopes have brought the heavens that little bit closer.