mánudagur, september 04, 2006

**Nyjar myndir** og af odru

Eg trui thvi varla ad thad se komid haust, thetta sumar hefur lidid otrulega hratt. Nuna bara rignir og rignir en grasid reyndar loksins ordid graent eftir thurrka og hita i sumar:-)

Vid hofum tekid okkur ymislegt fyrir hendur undanfarid og medal annars kiktum vid til Yorkshire en thar eiga their sinn eigin hoggmyndagard Yorkshire Sculpture Park. Nokkrar myndir fra theirri ferd her til haegri. Ein syninganna var eftir listamanninn James Turrell og hef eg sjaldan verid eins heillud. Hann segir m.a. um syninguna sina,

"My desire is to set up a situation to which I can take you and let you see. I am interested in light because of my interest in our spiritual nature and the things that empower us. My art deals with light itself, not as the bearer of revelation, but as revelation itself".

Ljosid er sem se ekki bara til ad lysa heldur til ad sja.

Annad sem heilladi okkur i manudinum var Manchester Guy Pride og ma lika sja myndir thadan a myndasidunni. Mikil litadyrd og thvilkur mannfjoldi i baenum, skemmtun okkur rosalega vel og gledin var alls radandi nema hja nokkrum spillikrakum sem vildu bara vera leidinleg og motmaela thessu glada folki. En thad er fatt ahugaverdara og eiginlega fyndnara en ad sja gamlan gudhraeddan mann rifast vid gamlan kall i kjol en allt er nu til.

Marianna og Co. komu svo sidustu helgina i agust. Frabaert ad hafa thau oll og thau voru alveg otrulega duglegir ferdalangar og nadu ad heimsaekja fjorar storar borgir i Englandi a fjorum dogum og London tvisvar. Geri adrir betur. Gerdi mer grein fyrir ad fa Marionnu hversu mikid eg sakna allra vinkvenna minna a Islandi, eg a bara mest megnis lusa straka vini herna i Manchester og var thvi yfir mig anaegd ad heyra ad eg a von a threm vinkonum i desember. Sigga Maja, Thorey Arna og Sirry get ekki bedid eftir ad fa ykkur til min.

föstudagur, ágúst 25, 2006

Af alislensku sludri


Eg les stundum her & nu mer til skemmtunar og daegrastyttingar. Eg myndi halda ad thetta blad myndi nu helst gripa ungt folk og kellur ut i bae. Thvi finnst mer alveg oendanlega fyndid ad fyrsta heilsiduauglysing i thessu agaeta riti er fyrir Skotbomulyftara fra Manitou.

Sa sem selur auglysingar fyrir thennan snepil hlytur ad vera algjor snillingur.





föstudagur, ágúst 18, 2006

Crosby beach 2006



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Rigning

Va hvad sumarid hefur lidid hratt. Finn fyrir haustinu nu thegar enda rignir bara og rignir i Manchester. Thrumur og eldingar i hadeginu i gaer. Faum eflaust sumar aftur i October. Vedurgudirnir eru ordnir half ringladir a thessum umhverfisbreytingum og vita hvorki hvort their seu ad koma eda fara.

Oll thessi strid eru eflaust ad trufla tha eitthvad, skrytid til ad hugsa ad folk soli sig a badstrondum alls ekki svo langt fra Libanon. Sumar og strid fer bara ekki saman, ekki thad ad strid fara saman vid eitthvad annad. Thad thyrfti bara snjobil til a kaela theta lid adeins nidur.

Svo eru hrydjuverkaarasir yfirvofandi i Bretlandi. Hef tho ekki tekid eftir breytingum i hegdun folks i kringum mig. Thad sem er ad gerast a Heathrow gaeti alveg eins verid i einhverju odru landi. I minni gotu lifa allir i satt og samlyndi, gydingar og muslimir. Tvo synagogue og stor Moska i gotunni og solin skin yfirleitt a okkur oll. Nema thegar rignir.

Annars hlakka eg bara mest til ad fa hana Marionnu mina I heimsokn:-)

föstudagur, ágúst 11, 2006

Liverpool

Off to Liverpool for the weekend. Got a free be at the Radisson SAS hotel thanks to Emma www.roomfinderuk.com. I think we're just going to relax and check out a few interesting arty things like this http://www.seftoncoast.org.uk/index_news.html#beach as well as have a nice dinner and maybe check out some a gigs. Should be easy, being a musical town and all!!

Really looking forward to it.

p.s. stay tuned for Andy's weekly inputs...first just below

miðvikudagur, ágúst 09, 2006

1. Context...


Any visitors guide, travel column or holiday show will recommend a little research prior to embarking on your journey. In order to get the most out of your time away it's generally good advice to spend a little time at home reading up on what your destination has to offer, that way you spend less of your vacation time seeking out what's available and trying to locate it. However, sometimes, for some cities, the leaflets available in travel agent's offices and articles published on tourist information internet sites offer a somewhat biased view. While not being categorically false much of what you may read will be half truths, white lies or blinkered reflections of reality.

Take for example the beautifully vague:

"Piccadilly Gardens, Manchester
Winner in an international competition"


I'm prepared to admit that, from this view, the centre of Manchester might just about get away with appearing to be a cutting edge cosmopolitan metropolis. Unfortunately the illusion is lost on realising that the photograph was taken from the top of the not so contemporary Piccadilly Plaza:


As tourist fluff goes most of Manchester's tourist copy reads like my CV of 10 years ago, convinced, as I was, that my gold membership to Blockbuster put me in a unique and authoritative position to dominate the film industry within 6 months. With genuine sentiment I had written a resume that proclaimed "I am an dynamic, hardworking team-player with a mature professional attitude and the drive necessary to succeed" - so far so good - but not being completely naive I realised that perhaps it was necessary to offer something more than neologisms of corporate speak in order to get my first job. I continued with the more intimate "I am very smartly dressed, clean shaven and my personal hygiene is second to none", thinking that perhaps my ability to wash would attract the image conscious media crowd. Left here, this would probably have been enough to have someone take pity on my adolescent stupidity, but I felt that I could offer more. With the blind ambition of youth I tried to stretch my meagre skills that little bit further than was strictly true; "I intimately understand the requirements of a modern cinema audience and am able to provide all of the necessary skills required in the film industry". It was blatantly obvious to anyone who had set foot on a film set that I lacked any skills of any use whatsoever, other than perhaps my dedication to cleanliness. In many ways I think this stage of adolescent confusion, without direction and without a reflexive self-awareness, is where Manchester finds itself today – other than perhaps the cleanliness.

The changes violently set in to motion by the IRA, at around the same time I was providing TV producers with excesses of scrap paper, gave an opportunity for rebirth. The resulting redevelopment becoming, without a doubt, the driving force behind the renaissance Manchester currently finds itself in, those grim northern landscape depicted by L S Lowry that perpetuated through to the lyrics of The Smiths disappearing into memory.


The criminal fraternity once occupying the Victorian buildings of Whalley Range have been ousted by property developers; the previously derelict and dangerous Castlefield basin is now home to hi-tech and media entrepreneurs; the town centre has risen from the ashes as a refreshed and invigorated commercial hub - all of which is, indeed, an applaudable achievement. So why the need to start producing material shouting vague praises about projects that most people deem as an expensive failure? Much the same as a teenager trying to enter the world of work, contemporary Manchester has emerged back onto the map as an international city and found itself new, broad horizons to explore. In order to compete at this level it has become necessary to maximise those qualities which may attract potential investors. Unfortunately, in their eagerness to 'show the world what we've got', the focus of the politicians charged with publicising the city have failed to judge it on its own merits. Instead they have tried to take a shortcut, becoming embroiled in the politically loaded, yet fatuous race to be crowned 'Britain’s Second City'. So, we end up with promotional materials which aim to compete with the offerings of long established world cities supporting populations of over 10,000,000, but instead we end up looking small and cementing our position at the bottom of the tree…


Piccadilly Gardens, L S Lowry, 1954

Being and enjoying

I had a lovely weekend. Didn’t realize thought that it was the Icelandic Verslunarmannahelgi. Well not until Monday when I was back to work. Hope everyone enjoyed their weekend in Iceland. Strange to be so far away and not knowing what’s going on and I sometimes feel detached from the society that I used to be apart of.

Can I really both be apart of it and live away from it, is it possible?

Well what I miss about living in Iceland is that feeling of being a part of a society, a community where I always know what is going on, both in personal and public life. If somebody internationally famous is visiting the country, everyone knows about it and it’s like a family having a foreign friend come over for a cup of coffee. And if an Icelandic person is doing well on an international stage everybody is routing for them, and they are ours, representing all of us to the whole world. Magni in Rockstar: Supernova is first and foremost Icelandic when singing to the world and everyone gets a family like feeling watching him. I do, watching him by myself on the Internet.

I don’t really get the same feeling of familiarity living in Manchester. It is a big city and with so many different societies and cultures. You kind of have to look for it, search a community out if you want to be a part of it, it doesn’t happen like in Iceland, it’s not just there. I don’t really know if a superstar is coming to town. I don’t realize if somebody from Manchester is doing well on the world stage. I don’t know and I don’t really care.

But it all got its pros and cons I guess.

I love living in Manchester because I can have a chat with the Cypriot shop keeper about our different cultures whilst buying a big bunch of fresh coriander for 50 pens. And I love going to my local pub and having a nice pint whilst playing the Tuesday night pub quiz and winning a gallon of beer only because I was part of an international team (Andy The English, Paul The Welsh and me The Icelandic). It gives you an advantage. I also love Saturday mornings, waking up with my Andy, going to the local deli and getting fresh Polish bread and lovely Cheshire cheddar and eating it outside in the lovely British morning sun.

Just thinking

miðvikudagur, ágúst 02, 2006

photo photo

Nyjar myndir, nyjar myndir!!

Endilega kikid

fimmtudagur, júlí 27, 2006

Party med Panama

Eg by med kaerastanum minum Andy i storu husi i Didsbury hverfinu i Manchester. Med okkur bua lika Neil aeskuvinur hans og Paul sem flutti inn til okkar fyrir nokkrum manudum. Okkur kemur ollum alveg ljomandi vel saman og gerum okkur oft gladan dag.

A laugardaginn aetlum vid til daemis ad halda grillveislu. Paul reyndar stakk upp a thvi og er ad fa slatta af vinum sinum fra Skotlandi og Wales i heimsokn og verdur thvi margt um manninn i husinu okkar um helgina en eins og their sem hafa komid i heimsokn vita er meira en nog plass og ef tharf verdur skellt upp flatsaeng i kjallaranum. Thad verdur eflaust fjor og eg lofa myndum eftir helgi.

Ja eg for nu adallega ad segja fra thessu thar sem eg frettir i gaerkvoldi ad Paul er buin ad kynnast stulku eins og gengur nu og gerist og aetlar hun ad ferdast fra London til ad maeta i partyid. Hun er reyndar ekkert venjuleg stelpa, hun er sendiherra Panama i Bretlandi!!

Andy er a hottunum eftir Panama hatti

miðvikudagur, júlí 26, 2006

Heitt

Myndir myndir myndir...endilega kikid a vefalbumid mitt

Baeti svo fleirum inn fljotlega

By the way still a heatwave in Manchester

Bara lata ykkur vita

þriðjudagur, júlí 25, 2006

Ja og einnig setja inn myndir...coming soon
Svo langt, svo alltof langt...

Her aetla eg ad setja nidur raetur a ny og skrifa.

Skrifa um daginn og veginn, allt og ekkert...finna mig aftur sem "virtual person" og sja hvort eg breytist eitthvad...verdi einhver onnur eda bara sama gamla Gusta.

Sja hvort eg geti verid baeti utlendingur og heimalingur i Manchester.

Verid velkomin aftur!

þriðjudagur, júní 29, 2004

Jaeja elskurnar minar

Eg hef gjorsamlega alveg gleymt ad blogga...og er ad hugsa um ad segja thetta gott i bili og thakka ollum sem hafa forvitnast inn a siduna mina kaerlega fyrir thad.

Bless;-)

mánudagur, júní 07, 2004

Helgin

Ja thetta var nu frekar skrytinn helgi!! Marathon "friends" keppnin er enn i gangi og stod eg vaktina baedi fostudags og laugardagnott. Thetta var svo sannarlega audfengin peningur £300 pund fyrir ad sitja og horfa a folk sofa. Helt ad thad yrdi erfitt ad halda ser vakandi en svo var ekki, dundadi mer vid brefaskriftir og annad slikt. Er ad vona ad lidid haldi ut lengur og eg komist yfir fleiri vaktir...algjor snilld!!!
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Ja eg for lika a landsleikinn a laugardaginn. Fekk mida i sidustu viku en thar sem thad var uppselt i Islendinastaedin fekk eg bara mida a medan Englendinga, sem var alveg frabaert. Englendingar kunna svo sannarlega ad stydja sina menn og sungu og donsudu allan timann...verst var ad thegar Island skoradi var eg ad halda i mer fagnadarlatunum thvi annars hefdi eg eflaust verid skotin a faeri...nei segi nu bara svona!!
Best var eftir leikinn thvi eg hitti nokkra Islendinga sem eg thekki. Fyrstan ma nefna Eirik Ma, Eyrbekking. Gaman ad thvi, vissi ad hann yrdi a leiknum en bjost sist vid ad hitta a hann. En hann er vist raudhaerdur, audveldara ad "spotta" tha...he he. Svo hitti eg Joninu og Gunna, sem eg bjo hja uti i USA, otruleg tilviljun. Hef ekki hitt thau i ca. ar svo thad urdu fagnarfundir. Thau voru i bodi Landsbankans eins og lungad af islenska "celebrityinu"...svo madur sa fullt af andlitum sem madur kannadist vid!!!

Skemmtilegur dagur thratt fyrir tap...og mer fannst pinu kul ad sja Beckham i ca. 20 m fjarlaegd.

Nu tekur vid meiri lestur og leit ad vinnu og eg skora a tha sem vilja fa mig heim i haust ad finna handa mer vinnu.

fimmtudagur, júní 03, 2004

Allt ad verda vitlaust!

Ja thad eru aldeilis spennandi politiskir timar framundan a Islandi, hvad gera baendur nu. Thad hlaut ad koma ad thvi ad Olafur myndi stinga ofan i David og vonandi gerir hann thetta af politiskum astaedum frekar en personulegum...er tho ekki svo viss. Ekkert fyndnara en kallar i stormennskuleik. Er tho ekki svo viss um ad blessud thjodin se tilbuin ad stinga svo dramatiskt ofan i sinn astkaera David.
...by the way um hvad snyst malid???

A laugardaginn aetla eg ad breytast i brjalaeda fotboltabullu og gera allt vitlaust a City leikvanginum...hmmm. Er buin ad redda mer mida a Island-England. Mikid vaeri thad aedislegt ef Island myndi ovart vinna...eg veit ekki hvert Bretar faeru en their eru bunir ad fjarfesta milljonum punda i fanum og odrum thodernisvarningi sem nu blakta ut um allt og geta ekki bedid eftir ad verda BESTIR i heimi.

miðvikudagur, júní 02, 2004

Vinir

Ja oft er gott ad eiga goda vini. Rachel hringdi i mig adan og benti mer a vinnu sem gaeti gefid vel af ser a stuttum tima. Malid er ad local utvarpsstod er med "horfa a Friends" marathon i gangi thessa dagana og vantar folk til ad fylgjast med ad keppendur svindli ekki, t.d. sofni ekki og thess hattar. Rachel er s.s. ad vinna vid thetta og i framhaldinu hefur mer verid bodid ad taka tvaer naeturvaktir, og bidid vid, sem gefa af ser £150 hvor. Ekki svo slaemt fyrir Friends-sjukling eins og mig!!!

miðvikudagur, maí 26, 2004

Sumar og sol

Ja hun Olof systir min koma aldeilis med solina med ser og sem betur fer tok hun hana ekki til baka thvi hun skin enn!!! Ja thetta var aldeilis frabaer vika. Vid systurnar stoppudum ekki, nog ad gera, versla, djamma, turistast...og margt fleira. Forum m.a. i dagsferd med slatta af bekknum minum upp i sveit, i goda gongu og piknikk og tha meina eg alvoru piknikk med kampavini og ollu. Forum svo til Liverpool a sunnudaginn thar sem vid akvadum ad gerast alvoru turistar og gengum ut um allt med kort i hendi og reyndum ad fylgja thvi eftir i hvivetna...mjog skemmtileg borg og Olof nadi m.a. ad komast i the official Liverpool shop og kaupa stuttbuxur handa Runari, hann verdur vonandi gladur med thad.

En nu tekur alvaran vid...er maett enn a ny a bokasafnid og nu tekur vid lokaritgerdarslagur, thetta verdur tho etv. notalegt thvi henni tharf ekki ad skila fyrr en 10. sept. En betra er vist ad byrja fyrr en seinna og skemmtilegra ad reyna ad gera thetta almennilega. Er lika bara mjog spennt yfir verkefninu.

Eitthvad verdur um gestagang i sumar og fyrstu gestir sumarsins maeta thann 13. juni. Fanney, Arni og Gunnar Franz aetla ad heidra okkur med naerveru sinni og thad verdur fjor ad fa barn i husid. Hlokkum ekkert sma til ad fa thau i heimsokn en thau thekkja lika Rachel fyrir tha sem ekki vita.

Well, vonandi hafid thid ekki alveg gefist upp a ad kikja a siduna mina, aetla ad vera duglegri ad uppfaera i sumar!!!

miðvikudagur, maí 12, 2004

allo, allo...

Ef thad er ekki tilefni til ad blogga i dag tha veit eg ekki hvad. Nu, thaer eiga nefnilega afmaeli i dag...tvibbarnir. Elsku Olof og Kristin, innilega til hamingju med afmaelid...trui thvi varla ad litlu systur minar seu ordnar 24 ara...mer finnst svo stutt sidan eg var 24. Vonandi eigid thid godan dag og eg se thig svo a sunnudaginn Olof;-) og goda ferd til Sloveniu Kristin!!!

sunnudagur, maí 09, 2004

Nog ad gerast...

Ja thad hefur ekki verid daud stund i minu lifi undanfarid, sem er ad vissu leyti gott. Hlakka tho til ad ljuka strangri vinnutorn a fostudaginn og geta tha adeins slappad af. Hef tho ekki gleymt ad njota lifsins thegar timi hefur gefist undanfarid og skellti mer m.a. a snilldar syningu a fostudagskvoldid. Thar var a ferdinni hopur sem kallar sig Gogmagogs en syningin var einskonar blanda af klassiskri tonlist og leikhusi..."classical music meats physical theatre"...algjor snilld og ein af flottustu og frumlegustu syningum sem eg hef nokkrun timan sed. Ad getad spilad a strengjahljodfaeri og hlaupid um og leikid i myrkri eru ekkert annad en snilldarhaefileikar. Kiktum svo med lidinu a sma djamm eftir a thar sem Andy vinur minn thekkir hluta af folkinu i syningunni...ekki leidinlegt thad!!

Er nuna a bokasafninu og er enn ad berjast vid ad skyra hvers vegna "the analytical distinction between sex and gender has always been precarious"...skemmtilegt vidfangsefni en frekar flokid og er thessi ritgerd buin ad liggja a herdunum a mer i ca. manud. En svona til ad stytta mer stundirnar tha akvad eg ad kaupa einn manud a tonlist.is og er eg ad uppgotva islenska tonlist alveg upp a nytt...ef eg hef einhvern timan gert thad...frabaert. Er m.a. ad hlusta a Bang Gang...og er ad furda mig a thvi af hverju eg hef ekki hlustad a tha hljomsveit miklu fyrr...

Olof systir min kemur svo naestu helgi...einum degi eftir Eurovision, thvi midur og verd eg vist orugglega til ad neyda folk til ad horfa med mer...veit ekki alveg hvernig thad leggst i folk...margir sem hafa aldrei heyrt um thetta. Spurdi tvaer vinkonur minar herna sem eru fra USA og Japan, hvort thaer hefdu heyrt um Eurovision..."no never heard of it, what is it, are you going to be in it?"...he he...ekki alveg, kannski seinna!!

mánudagur, maí 03, 2004

Aumingjablogg
Ja thetta fer ad verda half leim...en her kemur sma til ad baeta upp letina undanfarid. Hun er tho kannski rettmaet vegna vinnu...en hver hefur tho ekki tvaer minutur til ad skrifa thrjar linur. Hef lika verid upptekin ad hlusta a tonlist.is...fekk mer fria skraningu i gaer og sit nu fost vid tolvuna og hlusta a oll uppahalds islensku login min...alveg frabaert. Aldrei ad vita nema ad eg gerist askrifandi. Hafdis thu aettir ad profa thetta!!!
Annars hefur bara verid fjor undanfarid. Mamma og pabbi komu i afmaelisheimsokn og thad var alveg frabaert ad sja thau...nadi adeins ad turistast med thau og sa eg ymislegt sem eg hef ekki sed adur, gaman af thvi.
Sidasta fyrirlesturinn sat eg i sidustu viku, otrulegt hvad thetta hefur lidid hratt. Er svo nuna i ritgerdarvinnu og likur henni 14. mai...get ekki bedid. Olof systir kemur svo 16. mai og hlakka eg mikid til ad sja hana.

Jaeja, laet heyra i mer...thad ma svo alveg senda mer post!! Luma a ymsu sludri fyrir forvitna:-)