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  1. Year Abroad Update

    May 17, 2007 by dafyd

    As those of you who have been paying attention will have picked up, this year is my “year abroad”, the third year of my four year degree course that should be spent in the countries whose languages I am studying.

    I’ve done my time in Egypt (studying Arabic at the University of Alexandria), and for the last few months I’ve been trying to organise a placement/job in Québec, to improve my French. Just over a month ago, I was offered a job by Enzyme Testing Labs, proofreading computer games (that is, checking that the English used in the game is correct). I eagerly accepted the job and applied for my work permit, which is required to work in Canada.

    Five weeks on, I’m due to start in Montreal on Monday. I was set to fly today. But I don’t have a work permit yet. The Canadian High Commission in London (bonus points to anyone who can find what they’re looking for on that website) has had my application, along with C$150, since 20 April. They suggest that most permits are issued within about three weeks, but that you can ask for an update on its progress after ten days. This I have done, using the email form on their website twice, and faxing them (who uses fax anymore?). No response. They have no direct email address, no telephone number, and don’t accept visitors in person.

    So, I’m still sitting at home, frustrated, unable to travel to Canada to start this job until the High Commission sends me my work permit. When will that be? Who knows?


  2. Posts…

    December 3, 2006 by dafyd

    … coming soon.

    Tomorrow, probably.

    An Egyptian Tomorrow, that is.

    Which means sometime before Christmas.

    Insh’allah.

    Sorry, did I say Christmas? I meant Easter.

    Easter 2009.

    bukra, f’il mishmish, as these Arab chappies say. Tomorrow, in the apricot season.


  3. Lecture, this afternoon

    November 29, 2005 by dafyd

    Dr Chris Lloyd - drone drone drone Me - Mon Dieu, il est barbant


  4. Revision

    May 10, 2005 by dafyd

    I saw the most prescient advert ever on BBC2 last night:

    Blah Blah Blah Blah

    “On no, not revision!”

    Revision sending you to sleep? Try Bitesize from the BBC.

    Any chance of the Beeb introducing first-year honours degree revision guides for Arabic?

    Please, pretty please.


  5. Voting Time

    May 5, 2005 by dafyd

    Ballot Boxes I wish I could be bothered to blog about this General Election.

    If you look at what I wrote about the US Presidential Election six months ago, and then at how much I’ve written about this one…

    There’s something about British politics at the moment (or ever, for that matter) that seems boring. I can understand why young people might feel no incentive to vote. I’m not one of them… but I appreciate the fact that because of the way I voted where I voted, my vote will have absolutely no effect on the outcome of the election, either locally or nationally. It’s a bizzare system, first-past-the-post, in that it immediately disenfranchises half the electorate.

    It also seems particularly distant to me at the moment. As if the result somehow won’t affect me. I’m not sure why.

    Anyway, as a heads-up… the results, as predicted by the Castle JCR Election-o-meter (as of 00:01, 5 May 2005):

    4th, 10 votes (7.5%), Labour
    3rd, 32 votes (23.9%), Conservatives
    1st=, 46 votes (34.3%), Lib Dems
    1st=, 46 votes (34.3%), John the Maid

    Not too sure how representative those votes are, though…


  6. Why does it always rain on me?

    May 3, 2005 by dafyd

    Umbrellas Is it because I lied when I was 17? Huh?

    Today was a perfect example of British weather.

    I had four classes today, with a gap between each, so I could go back to my room and do some work.

    Whenever I was about to leave my room to go down to Elvet Riverside, it was nice and sunny.

    But five minutes before the end of each lecture/seminar/tutorial (I had all three today), the heavens would open and it would start to pour with rain.

    Typical.

    Elvet Riverside – the epitome of smart, stylish urban architecture in the North East – was obviously designed and built during a lengthy drought… it leaks. Everywhere. There is a bridge going between the two halves of the building – today, it also had waterfalls inside each end of the bridge…


  7. It’s not fair

    May 2, 2005 by dafyd

    Durham Castle from the Cathedral It’s sunny.

    It’s hot.

    It’s a Bank Holiday.

    So why do we have to go to lectures today?

    Durham is full of tourists in shorts and t-shirts eating ice creams, and we have to sit in a room in Elvet Riverside revising Arabic verb forms, watching people go past in boats, on what must be the hottest day of the year so far here.

    The Castle has tours on every hour – and we’re “busy” revising.

    Hmmph. It’s just not fair.


  8. Why am I so busy? (The Return)

    April 11, 2005 by dafyd

    OK – this is a cop-out, but I’m just posting a (suitably edited) post from Christmas

    At uni, where I’m supposed to be working hard, I managed to blog pretty much every day.

    During the Easter holidays, when I’m supposed to be relaxing and not doing (quite as much) work, I’ve blogged very infrequently.

    Why? Well… I dunno. I really haven’t been doing lots of anything. OK, some revising, an essay half-written, two websites created… but other than that, I should have loads of time on my hands.

    Anyway, I have a few projects to do before going back to uni (fixing a few computers, more revising, the small matter of that essay, Alton Towers some time), but that shouldn’t take up too much time.

    In the meantime, I have been posting to my linkdump (it’s easier than proper blogging – I don’t have to write much!)- and I’ve almost found a way to plug it into this page in a suitable manner.


  9. Spam

    March 20, 2005 by dafyd

    Reconstituted Meat ProductI got a bizarre spam today – one which shows particularly well how clever spammers have become.

    Basically, the message was made up of a couple of HTML tables to split up the key words – which means that many spam filters can’t read them properly.

    But the interesting bit was that at the bottom of the email, in very small print, was the following:

    I… I can’t read, sir. I… I didn’t know. But is he mad, to leave his post at such a time? Blood was amaz Who is there? The voice was Miss Bishop’s, a little tremulous, Jeremy looked at the burly planter out of sullen, almost defiant Better wait, Hayton, in case his lordship should turn violent, couch. had summed him up, convicted him and sentenced him in that one But James adhered to it. It was – apart from the indirect profit Blood would have intervened at that, but Lord Julian forestalled for my safety. An English ship! he cried. I’ve been at my work in the town, he answered. Mrs. Patch has figures to make sure that all was correct to the last peso. A was harsh as a file. He writhed as he spoke, and for an instant line of Horace – a poet for whose work he had early conceived an

    Basically, a garbled version of Captain Blood by Rafael Sabatini (I found after Googling a few of the terms). Anyone know why the spam contained that? I have absolutely no clue. Must be a reason, though…


  10. Formula 1

    March 6, 2005 by dafyd

    Murray Walker: LegendApparently, the Formula 1 season has started again. Fortunately, I’m not home at the moment, so I don’t have to hear JJ whittering on about it all the time. Unfortunately, I will be home in a fortnight (woohoo!), just in time for the next Grand Prix.

    Anyway, I’m told that a certain Canadian chap didn’t do too well today (started in 4th, finished in 13th).

    Formula 1 just isn’t the same since Murray Walker stopped commentating. So for a bit of nostalgia, I thought I would reproduce some classic Walker-isms…

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