We made our way around the city, using the moats and little-known sections of the inner ramparts to keep away from roads. At Fishergate bar, the team got to interrogate a friendly member of the police, who had been drawn to us because of the unusual jackets! He soon realised his error, and was last seen taking cover behind Dick Turpin's tomb-stone, rather than take any more penetrating questions on powers of arrest, police salaries or what he had enjoyed for lunch that day...
Tuesday, 20 April 2010
Psychogeography, or just walking the dog?
We made our way around the city, using the moats and little-known sections of the inner ramparts to keep away from roads. At Fishergate bar, the team got to interrogate a friendly member of the police, who had been drawn to us because of the unusual jackets! He soon realised his error, and was last seen taking cover behind Dick Turpin's tomb-stone, rather than take any more penetrating questions on powers of arrest, police salaries or what he had enjoyed for lunch that day...
Astronomy Camp
The evening started with a very fine fish and chip supper, eaten with clandestine glee in the staffroom.
After this, we moved to a teaching lab, where the group asked some excellent questions and learned a fair bit about practical stargazing. By 9pm, the sky was clear enough to move up to the observatory, where we warmed up on lunar craters and Mars. Just before bedtime, Saturn sailed up into a clear part of the eastern sky and we were able to zoom in on that never-to-be-forgotten first sight of the rings.
After that, everyone retired to the Fox house kitchen for cocoa, teeth cleaning and a long night of telling each other scary stories by torchlight...
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