energy, dominating the kitchen to single-handedly cook carbonara for
10, organising a dusk expedition over the dunes and leading us through
the bush when we got lost, or a complete sloth, retiring to the futon
and refusing to move for a board game, movie or even to animate his
conversation.
His energy levels were no reflection on his mood, it just seemed that
Ben's aim for a beach holiday fluctuated between activity and
condensed relaxation.
This evening Ben was in sloth mode, and I pulled up a cushion to join
him. We lazily struck up a conversation, which morphed into a Q & A
session and then into playing 'clinkers'. We didn't actually have any
'clinkers' available, so we contented ourselves with taking a bite
from an imaginary chocolate, rolling our eyes as we savoured the
imaginary flavour and waiting to hear if our prediction of the colour
matched what the other had imagined.
Wrong guesses required answers to questions such as what makes a church a good church…and what our favourite graffiti in the Bailleau [Melbourne Uni library] was.
Ben's was "Turtle Power" on carrel 25 [below] in the basement.
[Click on the photo and zoom in for turtle details.]
carrel |ˈkar(ə)l| noun
a small cubicle with a desk for the use of a reader or student in a library.
1 comment:
I remember one particular swotvac/exam period I discovered studying at uni with friends (as opposed to staying at my own desk at home). Ben and a bunch of other friends staked out the basement of the Brownless Medical Library which has no windows (and perhaps, ventilation...!) - we all sat there each with a desk working studiously. It was great to have such support of friends in their respective subject fields working (or playing games) around!
Study pretty much became a social activity...who would have thought?!
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