So at the beginning of this year I decided that, in 2014 I was going to indulge in crazy activities that I’d never done before, call it a mid thirties crisis or whatever. The first experience (hopefully of many) that caught my eye was the annual zip wire that happens in my home town. I figured it would be fun, that I could channel my inner James Bond and also had the option for doing it for charity so figured “why not”. I chose to raise funds for Water Aid who I think are awesome and to be honest I’d forgotten all about it until I saw the link for this video on Twitter. It was then that it hit me what exactly I had signed up for and quite frankly I started to brick it. I put it to the back of my mind however, joked about it amongst friends and started to hound everyone for donations.
This morning I woke up feeling fairly nervous. I’m not scared of heights but I am scared of throwing myself from bridges but I reasoned that it would be akin to a rollercoaster ride and I love rollercoasters. I arrived at the registration point, got harnessed up and off I went to jump. I really didn’t want to wait about as I knew that by doing so, this would make me more nervous so I let the lady who I had walked up with first so I could see what was about to happen and then climbed up to the launching platform myself.
For me the worst part of the zip wire was the lowering myself off the bridge. My method in the end was to shuffle my bottom towards the edge until gravity could take over (my legs were having none of it at this point). As soon as I was off my stomach flipped, and for a brief second thought “HOLY SHIT what the hell have I done”, but within the next second I started to enjoy it, and then I reeeeaallly started to enjoy myself as the adrenalin kicked in. I even let out a “WWWAAAHHOOOOOOOOO” and waved to V who was waiting for me at the landing (and who also took the video below). Once I’d landed I found my legs still weren’t computing with my brain but given the chance I would have climbed back up to the bridge and done it all over again (and again and again and again).
So yeah. In conclusion I’m really pleased I did it. So far I’ve raised just over £100 for Water Aid which works out the equivalent of providing clean water and sanitation to nearly 7 people which is ace. If you would like to donate too you can do so here. I really can’t wait to do it again next year.
Pretty much went past my gaff today. The weather was dismal but the atmosphere wasn’t.
Winter makes me depressed. It’s cold, dark and makes me want to sleep even more so than normal (with the exception of last year when I was suffering from insomnia). I like how this time of year looks but that’s where the positivity ends I’m afraid. I can’t wait until Spring.
For this year. Despite how Autumn and Winter look, what with the red leaves and snow I still dislike this time of the year. I really don’t like being cold. Below are a few photos taken during the Summer.
The laundrettes near where I live. The Toy Dolls wrote a song about it. When I was at Uni a load of French students rented the flat above it. There were some mad parties there. Lot’s of Daft Punk was played there if I recall. I’ve always loved the old Vaux adverts painted on the side.
This was taken at some stupid time in the morning due to me thinking it would be a great idea to go to the beach after clubbing so by my estimate it’ll have been around 5:30am. I remember getting some funny looks from joggers and people walking their dogs before they went to work. In fairness I was probably still drunk and am 99% sure I would have been splodging. Saves you from getting a hangover however as I discovered.
On route to a friends house.
A daft photo of me on a kids ride at the beach. Have I ever mentioned how much I love living beside the sea? Well I do.
This was taken with my iPhone last Friday. An awesome sunset if ever there was one.
Happy New Year.
by Lolly Rockhag Mallan
on Saturday, 2 January 2010 at 16:14 ·
I’m not a great fan of New Years to be honest. I don’t get the whole “but it’s a chance to wipe the slate clean and start again” mentality. As far as I’m concerned you get that very same chance every day when you wake up.
NYE was spent DJing and it seemed to go pretty well. Lots of people having fun, lots of smiles and dancing which was nice. Woke up yesterday, surprisingly hangover free, however everyone else seemed to be worse for the wear so I spent the first day of 2010 bored and on my own. By 6pm I was going stir crazy so decided to go for a walk with my camera as I’d been meaning to try and take some photos of the Christmas lights before they were taken down. Pretty much a lonely start to 2010 if I’m honest but I didn’t expect anything else.
I didn’t take as many photo’s as I would have liked because I always get nervous wandering Sunderland on my own with my camera in the dark. I’m a big wuss.