Busy weekend
January 16th 2006 -
I am tired. It was a very busy weekend: Anna decided at the last minute to do a tropfest film (entries are due on Tuesday) so we were running around getting prepared and doing filming. The topic isn’t really my kind of thing – a Greek-Lebanese cross-dressing soap opera – but the participants were enthusiastic and fun-loving, so I have to regard it as a success so far, even if we have trouble editing around the fits of the giggles. That was responsible for most of my current exhaustion.
I played golf on Saturday morning at Wakehurst golf course (60 from a round of 9 holes, equal to my last round there) with Owen, and one of his friends from Ireland.
His friend from Ireland had a remarkable way of holding the club. Apparently, there are a number of people who participate in the Irish sport of Hurling and also play golf. They invariably hold the club with the left hand where the right hand would normally be, and vice versa, which is how they hold the Hurling stick/club/thing. For a right-handed person, the left hand is normally at the end of the club, and is the power hand, while the right hand is further down the club and is the control hand. Holding the club with hands the other way around is something that never occurred to me, and I didn’t even register that he was doing it until several holes in. I’ll try and get video later. He was certainly hitting the ball with power and accuracy – he did the best of us (54) and apparently there are people with that grip who have low-single-figure handicaps. It is, however, difficult to get tuition, as the golfing pros are completely unable to cope with such a radically different grip, and will always suggest changing it.
On Sunday afternoon, Jon and I went off to an ex-Baltimore Developers Group meet-up, and chatted with many people we haven’t talked to in yonks – Winnie, Fotini, Carlos, Kath, Greg C., Sen, Pierre, Louis, Kirrily, and respective partners. All good. Pity we had to take off early, but we had much to do that evening – Jon came over (Kate was too knackered) that evening and we watched Lost and Battlestar Galactica (which is just brilliant at the moment) and played music and talked and watched through Anna’s raw footage.
I also managed a bit of work on War of the Worlds and finally finished it off and posted it, despite mild misgivings. Sometimes those entries are difficult.