Journey to the Motherland

This is an online account of my three year DPhil undertaken at Oxford University from October 2006 to mid 2009. I will try to remain in email contact with people personally - this is so that I can attach large pictures, movies and anecdotes of the trip. Enjoy!

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From Brisbane to Canberra, from Canberra to Oxford... the temperature is on a downhill run. I hope to be a visiting fellow in Mawson Ice Base next. The programme wouldn’t let me use the Interest categories – what a character. Interests: Cricket(I look forward to seeing the Ashes [from England] in November and [in England] in 2008); writing the great Australian play - the antipodean pinnacle... take that Barry Dickins; Music J.S. Bach - 'Mass in B Minor' without a doubt. Certainly the organ works and concertos for harpsichord form fond favourites. I finally managed to convert all of my Bach CDs to MP3s on my external hardrive (rather than lug the 170 disc set around Oxford - I'll get that money to you later Ross... when Hilary Clinton becomes President and I get a mobile phone.) Anyway, anything by Haydn (I think he cops the rough end of the stick - good symphony times.) Books Hornblower and Captain Blood (there's nothing like adventure on the high seas), Certainly anything by Matthew Riley (7 Ancient Wonders... what a rip snorter), Oh and that book by Dan Brown: Digital Fortress... I will keep people posted as to whether I meet brilliant, young, sexy female code breakers.

Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Utopia - the return of Swervin' Mervyn





Capital.

I now have the pictures taken of me when I was playing the role of a First Life Guard [in the non-speedo edition].


Due to my trim taut and terrific waistline, the belt was a little too large to fit over my waist, so I incorporated a bit of stomach stuffing so I could truly resemble the might of Australian pace bowling. At times with the moustache, uniform, helmet and large stomach I thought I was fasttracked to gout-town.


Re-enacting the might of the British Colonial Empire, shooting natives and nicking their land (whilst wearing flowers around one's neck).
The guns we were given were authenic enough, old deactivated rifles, one of which was still cockable - that's right, it is a word.
The goal now is to build up a series of fast bowler moustaches over my years here and then start a tribute band - Merv Aid, or something similar.
Good times.

posted by Tim Trudgian | 5:08 pm

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi Tim - enjoying your blogging - in fact have become a bit of a 'blog addict' - have a few people blogging from various corners of the world - keep on blogging.
Mrs Ogre

10:03 pm GMT  
Blogger Xavier said...

Next time I expect to see you sporting extra helpings of stuffing, in an attempt to pull off an R.D.M.Leverock impression.

10:55 am GMT  

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