Halloween

I’m not a very big fan of themed parties where you have to dress up. There is something about the hassle of it. I hardly ever think that the squeeze is worth the juice.

This year I had an idea for a costume that I dubbed “Bill Nye the Nitrous Guy” in which I basically dressed up like Bill Nye the Science Guy, but then come in with a bunch of balloons and a tank of nitrous oxide. I don’t think I’ve ever been to a party where someone showed up with laughing gas where the party wasn’t immediately improved.

Unfortunately, while UK law doesn’t explicitly forbid nitrous oxide, and the law that they put on the books to forbid it actually explicitly exempts nitrous oxide from its application, in spirit it’s considered regulated for consumption in that way. So unfortunately, that costume was out and the hunt was on for a new costume that was equally low-hassle.

This is what I came up with.

The Cotswolds

Last weekend, Joasia and I rented a car and drove from Exeter to Chipping Norton in the Cotswolds, a beautiful and very posh part of England. The area has quintessential, brocade English landscape, with green rolling hills and moss-covered, dry-brick wall partitions. The villages are, not unlike Bath, characterised by their limestone masonry, which gives it a beautiful, harmonious appearance. We were there right when the leaves were turning yellow and the different shades of colour was incredible to behold. Google “cotswolds autumn” and you’ll see what I mean. We visited many different small villages, and we also went to visit Blenheim Palace, which was amazing, too.

The rear entrance to the St. Edward’s church in Stowe-on-the-Wold.

I wouldn’t want to live in complete isolation in the country side. I would want to have a city near by, and a high speed internet connection. Other than that I could be quite happy living in a more rural area, provided there are some trees around. The thing that would probably become a common occurrence is the commute into work, the thought of which alone fills me with misery. In that sense, our apartment in Exeter is really quite special; it’s right on the edge, quiet and secluded, at the top of a hill with a beautiful view over the entire city. We’re half an hour away from Dartmoor, an hour away from Exmoor, and there are countless beautiful areas to visit, like Snowdrop Valley, the Blackdown Hills, etc.

I Miss Geralt

I miss playing The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt. I miss Geralt, Zoltan, Ciri, Tris, Yenn, Vesemir, Eskel and even Lambert. I really wish I could start over and visit Velen, Novigrad, Oxenfurt, Kaer Morhen, Skellige and Toussaint again for the first time. I’ve done two full play-throughs now and I suspect I’ve seen almost everything there is to see. Still, I’ve started a third play-through. How I wish there was more content for me to experience. I still have several games ready and waiting to play; Hellblade: Senua’s Sacrifice, Middle-Eart: Shadow of War, Vampyre and I’ve been flirting with Pathfinder: Kingmaker. Still, I would happily trade all of those games in for another Witcher 3 DLC.