So, I went to Peak District, and I passed by this station called “Whatstandwell”. Then on that station there was a small overhead bridge which crosses the tracks. On that bridge there was a big red sign which said “Beware, Weak Bridge, maximum 10 people.” Then I thought to myself - Well this bridge definitely doesn’t stand well.
When I got to peak district, I started walking randomly, seeing the places I can go on my GPS. Before I know it, I was walking on the lovers trail. Which to my amusement - was full of old retired couples. There was a grandpa who said to his wife “Look dear, that is a river. Yes, it is a river.” Umm, I somehow feel a little out of place. Nevermind, I found a path leading up the mountains - and I thought - YES…Mountains good, at the end of the day, I was there to climb mountains, not look at retired people pointing out rivers nor finding the everyday British humour which we Londoners find amusing. On top of the mountain (which is like a hill for my standard (but just happened to be steeper than the fields)), I saw a very nice field. As I went along the farm, I saw jumping cows:
![]()
Look at the small cow, its so amusing! It was skipping along the field. When I showed Martin that picture today, he said it was normal and that the sheep does it all the time! ![]()
Then in the distance I saw this:
![]()
Well, there were more voltage in my brain (c.f. the last episode of House), and it was in colour. Its just that I photoshoped the pictures. Put my logo on and stuff - and make it more professional. You know how it goes, its all about branding and aesthetics. So I followed the cliffs and it got me back to the station where I started! So I crossed the railway and opened the gates…Yes, this was English countryside…gates, fields, farm and cows with a bit of british humour.
![]()
Here is the railway station! I know…its really in the middle of nowhere. So I went along the road, and signs, went passed the cable car station. You asking me where the cable cars came from and why I had never mentioned it? Well, I have never been a great fan of cable cars, in my opinion, they are just money sucking machines which brings more ignorant tourists to the top of the mountain so that they can create a commercial paradise on what was originally such a nice bit of countryside. Yes, if they had cable cars in Fuji, there will be a mega shopping mall there. Anyway, back to this. You know what was the most amusing though? The cliffs up there, yes, the black and white one - that is called High Tor. Yes, High Tor. Oh, for those of you who are unfamiliar with this particular irony - We had a Swedish friend in Japan who was Tor and he was tall. Like, very tall…Not your averaged size Vikings. Just tall tor…and the Japanese will get very confused because they will be taru? Isn’t that (sei ga) takai (tall)? Anyway, I was climbing high tor. And here I was, sitting on High Tor:
![]()
Yay! Finally, get to sit of Tor. If you ever wonder what Tor (the guy not the cliff) looked like, this is a picture with Tor in it:
![]()
Yes, Tor is the tall guy. Anyway, I didn’t sit on that Tor, because…well, he was in Sweden and I was in England (and I am a nice guy, I won’t sit on Tor), but I sat on the cliff Tor, not tall Tor but high Tor! It was brilliant. I very much admired the view on Tor. Yes I am writing this with a big smile on my face. Not the type of smile on Randy’s face on his Facebook profile, because that picture makes him look like he wants to eat little girl, that is freaky - CHANGE IT RANDY! And yes, all my friends are going to look you up. Oh, this is his public listing. He didn’t even buy the hat!
Anyway, back to my trip before I was rudely disturbed by the thought of Randy’s smile. I was sitting on Tor, and I was eating my sandwich. I didn’t like it not because of the dutch cheese - the Dutch cheese was good. But it was the Turkey ham which looked too much like real ham, and I have pig-phobea because I never had pigs in my life, and I don’t like it when I am eating something which looks like pig. But I ate it because God said don’t waste…or that might be Vincent. No, I am not comparing Vincent with God, but just saying that God must have stated in his holy books somewhere “don’t waste”, but just that Vincent keeps saying it and I could physically hear him say it. But Vincent doesn’t eat pigs, because he doesn’t want to kill them. Me, I don’t eat pigs because they are dirty. Just like the palm of my hands when I was eating the sandwich. I wondered why God never said “Thou shalt not eat without washing your hands.” Well, maybe he did, I guess we should pray before we eat. But the other day, the Imam in London Central Mosque said don’t pray before you eat because the food will distract your thoughts from God. So do you still have to wash your hands before eating? I am still very confused. But I guess Vincent will say “wash your hands before you eat” because Vincent is always right when it comes to these things. Yeah, some of you don’t know Vincent, he is like Dailai Lama but he doesn’t come from Tibet, and he doesn’t care too much for Tibet’s independence. But he cares about the Buddha. But he doesn’t like to shave his head because his parents doesn’t like it. Wait…How did I come to Dailai Lama - oh yes, he was in Royal Albert Hall today, and all these women who shaved their heads and wear a robe (nuns) were shouting out “Free Tibet, We want religious autonomy.” Martin said he saw Dailai Lama today. He was apparently saying hi to little children, but Martin said he didn’t see the children. Then he really confused me, to which point his just covered his face and shook his head. Anyway, I had to walk around Royal Albert Hall to get back to school today because the Dailai Lama was speaking inside Royal Albert Hall and they closed the roads around it. Why? I don’t really know.
Oh yea, I was talking about my trip. The sandwich. It had turkey ham in it, a bit like pork ham but no pigs, just turkeys. Vincent still wouldn’t want to eat that because there was turkey, and you have to kill the turkey to eat it, and that is bad. Its funny this idea of good and bad. As I was walking down from High Tor, I saw a house which looked bad:
![]()
Maybe it looked bad just because it looked like a pig. It was just beyond me because why would someone want to build a house which looks like a pig? See, God said “Thou shalt not eat the meat of swine.” but he never said “Thou shalt not build your house looking like swines.” - So in fact its not bad…especially if it doesn’t eat worms and live in a pig farm.
Are you wondering why I am writing like this? I guess its because I have been reading Milan Kundera a lot lately. Well, not a lot because I am a slow reader and his ideas are so fascinating that I am forced to read slowly. A Franco-Czech writer who is brilliant. Just brilliant. His mind is full of ideas and ideas and his honesty to even admitting the fact that he made up the characters amazes me. It makes me look at the world so differently. Well, I will talk more about him later. Meanwhile, I need to take some rest. I leave you to re-read what I have written.
Oh I almost forgot. You girls out there think that flowers are sweet and innocent. Well think twice. Presenting you with the evil buttercup!
![]()
QuGee Forum
(2 unread)
talfryn.net (383 unread)
萬法唯心 - Impermanence (38 unread)
22:17