Wednesday, 19 November 2008
Monday, 27 October 2008
On Saturday I braved the weather to visit my friend Amanda in Seaton. She picked me up from Workington train station and we went to Tesco to get some supplies. "Get whatever we need now because I don't want to leave the house again!" I said.
We were really bored so we did some art work. Then we watched Merlin and some DVDs, stuffed our faces full of pizza, Doritos, popcorn and Galaxy chocolate. We were occasionally disturbed by her cat Ash jumping on us straight after he'd been outside and was soaking wet and covered in mud!
On Sunday morning we decided to go down to the river Derwent to see how high it had risen. We were very pleased to see that it had swollen and burst its banks (see photo above). Sadly neither of us had cameras with us but Amanda did take some footage on her mobile phone. We got a bit muddy and fairly cold as there was a strong wind but at least we didn't get wet. We even saw a young cormorant sat on the bank.
Tuesday, 14 October 2008
Tuesday, 7 October 2008
Last year I applied for my job permanently and was told that I couldn't have an interview because I didn't have the correct typing qualifications. The person that did get the job started in December and left in March - she thought she was moving to Cyprus but she didn't in the end. If they'd employed me they wouldn't have had this trouble and I still would have been here.
So after the secretary that took over from me and left in March, I returned as a temp in April. It has taken them until the end of September to advertise the position. I joined the NHS admin bank so that I could apply for the job internally. The closing date was last Friday. I was told by the senior secretary today that my application was accepted by the HR department and that I was in fact the only applicant.
This means that I have the job but I think they will still have to go through all the bollocks of interviewing me for equal opps. Then to get me "free" from the agency they have to give them four weeks notice. So it will probably be November before I get onto the NHS payroll but in these troubled financial times I am happy just to know I will be in permanent employment.
Monday, 29 September 2008
Tuesday, 23 September 2008
Saturday, 20 September 2008
Firstly this afternoon I watched the extended version of Jools Holland on BBC iplayer. This show had one of the best line-ups I had seen for a long time since I enjoyed Radiohead, Cat Power and Mary J Blige on the same programme. I really must insist that you watch it, so follow this link. It features such bands and artists as Kings of Leon (pictured above), Metallica, Nicole Atkins, V.V. Brown, Carla Bruni and Sway.
I normally watch Later... after it has been aired on television so I can fast forward through the performances I don't like. This week the only casualty was the one song performed by Sway, a rapper. I'm not a massive fan of Metallica but I was impressed by their performance of "Cyanide", enough to make me want to hear the rest of their new album. Be warned though, "Enter Sandman" which is no doubt one of their best known songs gets cut off part way through. I was outraged! Until I checked out the Later website and found the full performance there for all to see.
Kings of Leon are one of my favourite bands at the moment and I loved seeing them play "On Call" as it's one of the best tracks on "Because of the Times", and a couple of tracks from their new album which is out on Monday. Something tells me I will be taking a slightly extended lunch break to buy it. It's so refreshing that they're number one instead of some vapid pop act. It's been a long time since I felt the need to buy an album on the day it comes out, a privilege normally reserved for Radiohead and possibly Elbow. It makes me even more excited that I'm going to see them in December!!!
I'd never heard of V.V. Brown or Nicole Atkins before but their performances on Jools certainly warrented further investigation. Carla Bruni was pleasant enough, but she sang with an expression her face which annoyed me and didn't make me want to buy any of her music particularly.
Tuesday, 16 September 2008
I have never read any Thomas Hardy. Most of my readers may now be gasping and thinking "philistine" as you either are my mum or are old enough to be my mum (with the exception of a couple of you) and have a passion for the classics.
I am rather fond of period drama from time to time, my all time favourite being the BBC's most recent Jane Eyre featuring the fabulous Ruth Wilson and equally fantastic (not to mention hunky) Toby Stephens. So as the nights are drawing I do like to spend a Sunday evening on the sofa under a blanket watching a good serial drama.
Sadly I was disappointed. I don't know if the fault was with the BBC's adaptation or with Hardy's story itself. It seemed to me that there was rather a lot of fictional cliches.
1. Poor family think they have aristocratic connections and send a member of their family to ask for money.
2. Head of said aristocratic family turns out to be mad old woman so affairs are dealt with by her son.
3. Son is a "bad 'un" and has his wicked way with poor innocent young maiden.
4. No longer innocent but still young maiden runs away. And yes it turns out she is up the duff.
Only it seems that there are three more episodes! What could possibly happen... so no doubt even though I thought it wasn't much cop I will watch it again to see if it improves. Of course these fictional cliches could actually be original in Hardy's work and everyone has copied him.
Monday, 8 September 2008
Princess Diana died - 31st August 1997?
I was 14 years old. It is a scientifically proven fact that teenagers need more sleep so I wasn't too happy when my mum woke me up around 9am on a Sunday morning. "Princess Diana has died" she told me, having read this in The Observer. She obviously thought it was big enough news to wake me. My first thought was that she'd been shot so I was surprised to hear that she died in a way that "normal" people die - in a car crash. My mum, grandma and I were going to go down to London and camp, just so we could say we were there as none of us are royalists, but sadly I had to go back to school a few days later. I was painstakingly putting the music of Kula Shaker's song "Hollow Man" into my music notation software on the computer. I had to do it almost note by note and played it many times to see how it was sounding and to see what it sounded like so far. Therefore I always associate that piece of music with the death of Diana.
Margaret Thatcher Resigned - 22nd November 1990?
I was seven years old, and I'm guessing this was a weekday, so I would have been at school. I vaguely remember it being on the news that John Major was going to be leader of the Tories but it didn't mean a lot to me. I should imagine that there was a massive party in Cleator Moor, a nearby town, as they used to burn a Maggie Thatcher guy every bonfire night. It wouldn't suprise me if they still did...
The twin towers were attacked - 11 September 2001?
I was 18, taking a year out after finishing my A Levels and had yet to find a job. My mum, grandma and I were shopping in Carlisle. We were having a bit of an Indian summer so we decided to sit outside at a cafe called Deli France and eat baguettes. Near the seating area was a Radio Rentals shop and soon there was a crowd gathering outside the window. We wondered what was going on as we couldn't remember hearing in the news that there was a football match that day. We finished dinner and went over to the window to have a look ourselves. It was showing pictures of the Pentagon and saying that part of it had collapsed. We wondered what could possibly have happened for part of the Pentagon to collapse. We carried on shopping and when we got back home my grandad was waiting to pick up grandma and he and my dad were sat on the sofa glued to the TV. That is when they told us about the Twin Towers. I remember getting fed up of the constant news coverage because they could tell us nothing new and wondered why they kept broadcasting. I remember having to go and lie on my mum and dad's bed so I could watch Star Trek: Voyager as dad wanted to keep watching the news. They had to change the episode they were going to show in light of the events of that day, so I wonder what happened in it.
England played in a World Cup Semi Final against Germany - 4 July 1990?
Again I was seven, so I would have been at school. If the match was on in the evening then it is entirely possible that I watched it as I remember seeing some of Italia 90 as my dad was watching it. I remember singing "Anchovieeeeeees, anchovieeeeeees!" along to Nessun Dorma.
President Kennedy's Assassination - 22 November 1963
I was but an undeveloped egg in my mother's seven year old ovary.
Friday, 5 September 2008
You will have noticed that I haven't blogged for some time. This is because I am going through a big period of change and haven't felt much like blogging. Even though I've had plenty on my mind I'm sure you lot won't want to hear all the outpourings of my heart, so don't worry I'll keep it brief!
Vince moved out a few days ago and my new housemate Phil moved in. We're all going through a period of readjustment and it'll take us some time to feel normal again. What I realised through Vince moving out was that I still loved him and still want to work things out. I haven't really had a chance to speak to him about this since he's moved out yet but I will soon. There are things he has done or said which make me think he might change his mind about us but I am trying not to get my hopes up.
Saturday, 16 August 2008
Now I am not normally a very prudish person, but I find this advert far too weird even to be funny. In fact I am just plain disturbed by it. No doubt there will be loads of complaints about it so will be removed from the airwaves. God bless YouTube so I can inflict it on all of you!
Thursday, 7 August 2008
Tuesday, 5 August 2008
Image from flickr.com
Normally I am a bit of a couch potato of an evening. Phil and I had decided that we should do something last night depending on the weather. Should it be horrible we would go and see Hancock, the film where Will Smith plays a rubbish superhero, or should the weather stay nice we would go for a walk.
By the time that Phil arrived at my house to pick me up we decided it was too late to drive somewhere to go for a walk as it would be getting dark soon. So we decided to go for a wander around Rickerby Park, one of the beautiful parks that we have in Carlisle as you can see above.For an evening walk I thought we walked quite a long way but Phil said he didn't think it was that far (but then he is an outdoorsy sort of person)! We walked from my house to the park, through the park, back through the park and up to The Beehive pub for a drink and then back to my house. It must have been a couple of miles at least.
It was a lovely evening and I enjoyed being out in the fresh air. I also enjoyed the random group of drummers that had set themselves up and were playing tribal rhythms just for the fun of it.
After our drink we headed up to Tesco for a quick shop and I picked up my raffle prize of a box of Gordon Ramsay chocolates which look very nice. It as even nicer as I had forgetten I'd entered. We were amazed how many people were actually shopping considering the fact that it was almost 10pm!
Sunday, 27 July 2008
Tuesday, 22 July 2008
Image from http://www.oak-treefarm.co.uk/
Sunday was a much more sedate affair. Phil, Hazel and I sat chatting drinking tea and coffee, all in a vaguely zombie-like state. They headed off to their own places to have showers. I mooched around the house for a bit and had a bit of a doze on the sofa with Marwood.
As it was such a nice day, and there hadn't been very many of those of late, Hazel and I decided to go for a walk. I despair of not having a car on days like that as I can't get out into the countryside. I found out that Hazel also despairs as she often doesn't have anyone to go for a walk with so hopefully a Sunday jaunt could become a regular occurrence.
We walked all the way round, looked at the craft exhibition they had on in a boathouse, bought a delicious ice cream and then decided to walk all the way round again! There were a million cute dogs being walked around, especially two puppies which I think were Irish setters.
All in all I had the most fun and sociable weekend I have had in a long time and I hope to have many more like it!
When we arrived it pissed it down. Zoe dropped off her car at her parents' house whilst Phil, Hazel and I got a delicious burrito from a Mexican food stall. We sheltered in the beer tent and the shower soon passed. The sun actually came out then!
The first band we saw were called 3 Daft Monkeys, they were a lot of fun and probably my favourite band of the night. A guy on bass, another guy playing acoustic guitar and doing lead vocals and a lady on fiddle and backing vocals. I'm surprised they played so well as they had been at another festival in Dorset and their set had been at 2am. They'd had to drive through the night to get up here in time for their slot at 7pm. They went down really well and had everyone dancing. Sadly their set had to come to an end and we headed off to the other tent.
After dancing around like idiots the other tent was much more sedate and genteel. The age of the audience was much higher in this tent as there were seats. There weren't enough seats for us to sit together so we huddled along the side of the tent. We were glared at a lot by one woman as we weren't listening to Thea Gilmore in rapturous silence. She sang lovely songs and had a beautiful voice but we had been up and dancing so it was a bit of a downer. It was almost time for the next band to start in what we had nicknamed "the dance tent" so we headed back there in the hope of being near the front again.
Little did we know that Bellowhead were quite so popular. We managed to get a spot fairly near the front but not nearly as close as we had been for 3 Daft Monkeys. The tent became absolutely packed eventually, although I wasn't as crushed as the time I saw Red Hot Chili Peppers on Glasgow Green. Bellowhead had a much more confident and polished performing style to the Monkeys, and as such they lost something. They seemed to play with a bit of an arrogant swagger which didn't endear me to them much. Having said that though they had the whole tent dancing and were jolly good fun. They were hotfooting it up and down the country too as on Sunday they played the Folk Proms!
This is turning into quite an epic post! Special mention must go to the strange group that we enjoyed commenting on. There was an older man with a fairly large group of teenage boys. We decided that he was teaching them the ways of debauchery and nicknamed them the Gay Scouts. Their motto? Come Prepared of course.
When the evening came to an end around midnight we had to try and get a taxi back to Brampton. No mean feat but fortunately it was third time lucky and we eventually got back to Carlisle just before 1am. Zoe headed straight home as she was drunker than we were. Phil and Hazel decided they would crash at mine as although we were knackered we were all wide awake.
We all sat huddled in my front room wrapped in several blankets, put the fire on and watched Hot Fuzz on DVD. By the end of the film Phil looked as if he could fall asleep anywhere and I wasn't far behind him. Much faffing later we eventually managed to get the sleeping arrangements and airbeds sorted.
A fantastic evening was had by all!
Estimated time in bed: 3am
Fortunately when Phil, Hazel and I got to the pub the band hadn't started yet and Zoe and Iqbal had managed to get a good table near the front. The band in question were the Olly Allcock Band, who I had never heard of but are apparently quite famous in Cumbria. Olly is meant to be the blues guitarist in Cumbria.
The band consist of Olly on lead guitar and main vocals, Roz on sax and backing vocals, Ed on bass and backing vocals, and "Harry" on drums. They are all excellend musicians and the pub was packed. Harry is fairly new to the band so he had to pass the audience test, which he did with ease by performing a stonking drum solo which lasted a good three minutes at least.
Lots of drunk people did embarrassing dad dancing and we had a bit of a boogie round our table but there wasn't much room as the pub was so packed. When the band finished we were all up for more of a boogie. Therefore we went to a bar called the Gilded Lily as you can get your hand stamped to get into a club called Concrete for free. Friday nights are best in there as they play lots of indie tunes rather than the banging dance stuff they play on a Saturday.
Iqbal and Phil wanted to go at about 2am and as I wanted a lift from Iqbal I sadly had to go too. I don't think I could've danced much longer anyway!
Estimated time in bed: 2.30am.
He is going to be moving out at the end of August and I was worried that I was going to end up living on my own and be Mad Cat Lady but fortunately my friend's ex boyfriend doesn't get on so well with his flatmates so is going to move in with me. So that's another load off my mind!
Saturday, 12 July 2008
From Whitehaven Harbour looking up to Kells. The chimney used to vent gases from the mines. It once got struck by lightning and the gases ignited so now has the nickname The Candlestick.
The same view but from Kells looking down to the harbour.
Jonathan Swift Cottage. Apparently the view of the harbour from here inspired him to create the Liliputians (but tthis could just be an urban legend).
Fishing nets on Whitehaven harbour.
Sunday, 6 July 2008
I have not been in a blogging mood of late. I have been a bit preoccupied with real life to get bogged down with cyberspace.
Vince, my long term partner, broke up with me three weeks ago. The bottom fell out of my world and is only now starting to be fixed again. I am hopeful that we can sort things out but I am not that optimistic as he doesn't seem to want to try.
Also I found out that I have polycystic ovaries, which at least explains why I am spotty, hairy and have been putting on weight quite rapidly. Doctors orders are to do more exercise, but as I am so knackered by the end of a working day I am struggling with the motivation for this.
Not much else to report. I am still temping, secretary to a lovely consultant psychiatrist and hopeful that my job will become permanent eventually. The NHS never do anything quickly so I am not holding my breath.
Wednesday, 2 July 2008
Where I Am From
I am from marbles and Marmite, new leather
suite, cat hair and sloe gin.
I am from the extensions and pine kitchen,
rugged mountains and bleak coast.
I am from dainty cherry and protecting elder,
wind singing in the pylons.
I am from Sunday dinners and blue eyes,
Clatworthy, Powditch and Flegg.
I am from talking too much, long baths,
baking, Grand Prix and Doom.
I am from tarot cards and physics -
the cold light of stars and the Land of Faery.
I am from Whitehaven, Wales and Norfolk,
trackless fens, fells and bottomless lakes.
I am from Peking duck, stew, leek and
potato soup and chutney.
I am from Esme's naked budgie,
the missing train and ookum flookum.
I am from the red photograph box, the out
of tune piano, the cupboard under the stairs.
Saturday, 14 June 2008
Monday, 2 June 2008
This is what you do - list seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they’re not any good, but they must be songs you’re really enjoying now, shaping your spring. Post these instructions in your blog along with your 7 songs. Then tag 7 other people to see what they’re listening to.
1. Main Theme to Indiana Jones by John Williams - one of the most instantly recognisable pieces of cinematic music. I went to see Indiana Jones & The Kingdom of the Crystal Skull recently (I will pass judgement in another post) and in anticipation of this Vince and I have been singing the theme a lot. Unfortunately it's now got completely stuck in our heads and if we start singing it we curse the other!!
2. Canonball by The Breeders - this song from Kim Deal's band (formerly of the Pixies) came out in the 90s but I never heard it until I got a DAB radio and started listening to BBC 6Music. They played it A LOT in early 2007. I'd been trying to buy the album for ages but they didn't have it in any shops in Carlisle; now they have a new album out they finally had Last Splash in for £5. If only I'd heard the album when I was about 13/14 as I would have thought it was amazing and in fact I can't believe it wasn't on the Ladykillers album I had at that time. I love this song as it's catchy, a bit grungy and has the best bass intro :)
3. All I Need by Radiohead - taken from their latest and most controversial album In Rainbows, this is actually quite a sexy song for Radiohead. The best bit for me is the crescendo at the end (from about 2.45 onwards) with Thom Yorke singing a repeating rising melody which sounds a little out of the ordinary, which I am told is because it is in the Lydian mode. There is an official being played on MTV but I picked the other one because I liked the juxtaposition of the images of the natual world with the music, especially the rainstorm with the crescendo mentioned earlier. If you want to see the official video, which is also good, then you can find it here.
4. One Pure Thought by Hot Chip - Hot Chip are probably the band that I've most recently got into. It all started with 'Ready for the Floor' which I blogged about earlier as it sounds like they're singing "Numberwang guy". This is their current single and if you're not singing "I won't be on my way" after watching the video then I want your brain because you are immune to the evils of repetitive tunes! What I love about Hot Chip is that a lot of their songs are jolly and sing-a-long but they quite often go a little bit bonkers and sometimes have a dark melodic underbelly.
5. Where Is The Line by Bjork - since seeing her in Blackpool on 01/05 I have developed a bit of a Bjork obsession. This track is from her last album Medulla and has quite a dark feel to it. When she played it live I had a vision of what the music video would be like, or a section of a film it was used in. You can see the official music video that was made here (pretty weird, much like the song itself). The one I imagined would be a cross between a Chris Cunningham video (warning - not for the faint hearted) and er, well, porn. But it would be arty, the lighting would just create shadows and just show outlines of things and not details, and because of the glitchy way in which it was edited (see Chris Cunningham video) you wouldn't really be sure what you were seeing.
The story would be based around two lovers (they could be of any sexual persuasion but as I am straight I imagined a male/female coupling) getting into a more and more experimental sado-masochistic relationship. I think the idea for this comes partly from the lyrics "I want to be flexible/I want to go out of my way for you/But enough is enough... I want to have capacity for you/And be elastic, elastic, to be elastic for you/Where is the line with you ?", and me mishearing "I want to hurt you" when in reality it is "I want to help you" (in reality the lyrics of the song are about being annoyed by someone borrowing money all the time). Also I think it comes from the sort of violent, pulsing energy the song has. I think my favourite element is the big bombastic choir. Quite why I divulged all that in such detail online I am not sure...
6. The Perfect Me by Deerhoof - I had never heard of Deerhoof before I went to see Radiohead and Beck in a double headline concert in Edinburgh as part of the fringe festival in 2006. I quickly became a convert however. This song encapsulates the true Deerhoof spirit I think, a bit bonkers, fun and lively with amazing drumming. That is why I love this song - the drumming and the weird time signature. It almost sounds as if Animal from the Muppets is playing (but if you watch the video you'll see he looks more like Shaggy from Scooby Doo). In fact when we saw them live he was playing so hard he snapped a stick but was able to carry on! I become periodically obsessed by this song as I have it as a ringtone on my phone so it depends how many people ring me.
7. Sex And Drugs And Rock 'n' Roll by Ian Dury & The Blockheads - Vince and I quite like to listen to the Craig Charles Funk & Soul Show on BBC 6 Music as we love a good slice of funk. I listen to it when I'm getting ready to go out and putting my make up on; it's also bloody good first thing in the morning when you're finding it hard to get up. Having bought this album incredibly cheaply we found that a lot of the songs are a bit cheesey, but you can't beat this one! Listen to it and I defy you not to dance...
Saturday, 24 May 2008
Wednesday, 7 May 2008
1) What was the last 1980s song you heard?
I don't remember what the last one I heard was, but I recently had Get Into The Groove by Maddona stuck in my head when a drug rep told me she was going to a fancy dress party as early Madonna.
2) What was the last thing you saw on Youtube?
Part 2 of 7 of a documentary about the making of Bjork's Medulla album. It has had to be cut into several chunks because of Youtube's 10 minute time limit.
3) What was the last entry on Wikipedia you viewed?
ICD10 diagnosis codes for mental illness at work.
4) What was the last computer/video game you completed all the way through?
I think it was possibly Diablo II on the PC, although it is possible to continue playing it once finished so in a sense you never complete it, but you have finished and repeat the same storylines.
5) What did you last pig out on?
Homemade Chinese meal of spare ribs and whole Peking duck and pancakes, shared between Vince, my dad and I on Saturday night. Followed by lemon roulade. Stuffed!
6) What is the last undeleted text message on your mobile phone?
Sent from Vince on a train from Sheffield Midland to Manchester Picadilly "The guy next 2me on the train has the phrase 'flange lubrication' on a work related document on his laptop screen! x" This is a private joke between Vince and I but I am sure you can guess what a flange is.
7) When did you last have a conversation with someone other than a family member?
As I walked out of work talking to one of the other secretaries. We talked about the hot weather, about how it was daft she got a parking ticket because she forgot to put the sign up in her car that enables her to free parking, and I can't remember what else.
8) Aside from where you live, what is the last village/town/city you visited?
I visited my home village so I could see my grandma before she has heart surgery tomorrow. Very sad. Hopefully it won't be the last time I see her.
9) What was the last competition you won?
A year ago I entered a competition run by Any Questions Answered, the text based service where you pay £1 for them to answer any question. I asked them about Lottery numbers and then sent them the story aboout how I won a tenner with the numbers they sent me. I then went on to win £100 for having the best story that month!
10) What are the last three blogs you visited?
Life is all Cobblers, The New Garden and The Dark Blonde - see my links section
I now tag my mum, Manda and Ruth!!!
Monday, 21 April 2008
You would think with so many fashion programmes with clothing gurus such as Trinny & Susannah, Nicky Hambleton-Jones, and my personal favourite, Gok Wan extolling the virtues of correct cups we would all get measured. The effect of wearing the right bra works miracles on the women appearing on these programmes - both aesthetic and psychological - so why are there still so many wearing the wrong size?
My grandma bought me my first bra, a 28AA - so small there probably wasn't much point in me wearing it. The woman in M & S asked my grandma if it was the right size, obviously eyeing up her rather sizeable bosom. I remember the first time I was measured for a bra. I was about 14 and my mum thought it important that I wore the correct size as I was growing up. I don't mind telling you that I was a 32B.
I have been measured a couple of times since then so have stayed in the right size. However, I was measured last year by a lady in a certain high street store, I won't name and shame. I didn't think that her measurement was right but I gave her the benefit of the doubt as that's her job not mine. Unfortunately there isn't a Bravissimo shop in Carlisle so I went to Turnbulls, an independent shop with a great reputation, and in fact the place where I was first measured.
The service in there was fantastic and when the lady thought she had my size correct she got someone to check it. Considering I was only measured about 6 months ago, and I haven't changed in size since then, I can't believe that the high street measurer got it so wrong. Three whole cup sizes wrong! It looks as though the family chest is starting to develop, as ours tend to be on the larger side.
Unfortunately they didn't have the bra I liked in my size so I went round to Debenhams and M & S and ended up getting 4 bras and 2 pairs of matching knickers. I am pleased now as before I could only admire Bravissimo's bras and buy their clothes - now I can look at the bras with the intent to buy them.
Saturday, 5 April 2008
The first time I saw this advert I though I was hallucinating. Vince had gone to the corner shop to buy a lottery ticket and he came back just after it finished.
I explained the advert to him and said that I wasn't sure it was real, and knowning my luck it would be an advert that was never on TV again. Fortunately it was on later the same evening so I could prove to myself, and to Vince, that I hadn't imagined it.
I don't what it is about this advert that makes me laugh so much. It must surely be one of the simplest and cheapest on TV. I think it has something to do with the cheesy 50s style harmonies.
I have yet to use their services but I know I will one day. What I want to know is why the fuck is it called Moonpig?!
Sunday, 30 March 2008
As I left work on Friday and was walking along one of the many soulless hospital corridors I came across three elastic bands on the floor.
Big deal I hear you say. I see loads of elastic bands everyday.
But have they fallen, apparently at random, to spell out 800?
Does anyone know of any significance of this number in mythology etc? Like 7 is a lucky number for some reason and 13 is seen as unlucky. The Wikipedia page is a bit dull and doesn't contain anything like that.
What could it mean?
This is an experiment to see if I can get the hang of this adding a YouTube video to my blog.
If you like this video please visit http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GAzjwN_Ht0o and rate it, and even favourite it if you like it that much!
A bit of advertising for my friend who made the video and sings. Also check out his band page linked on the right.
Thursday, 27 March 2008
Quite dull really, this was me literally testing that the camera worked as it only arrived in the post yesterday. Quite funny though and I love m'kitty! I made a personal best of power walking from my house to the Post Office as it shut at 6 and I got in from work and found the delivery card at 5.53. Got there just in the nick of time.
Tuesday, 25 March 2008
Only ennui the woman on the advert says. What do you mean "only ennui"? I think. If you've ever suffered from it you wouldn't dismiss it so.
Ennui is awful. I'd rather have a Nintendo.
Neville is from The Gashlycrumb Tinies, one oof the best books for "children" ever. Edward Gorey is a genius.
Sunday, 23 March 2008
Wednesday, 12 March 2008
Monday, 10 March 2008
Sunday, 9 March 2008
A fleeting moment of sunshine! It was a very odd day and we caught the best of the weather whilst on the beach. The little people in the photo are mum and Vince.
Looking south down the coast towards Drigg and Ravenglass there was an odd mist. I think the person in the right of the photo is mum.
"A dirty place to live"
After living in Scotland for just over a year I picked up some choice phrases, some of which I still use, mostly when sharing in-jokes with Vince (who is kindly modelling the street sign above).
For those of you who haven't lived in Scotland and don't know any Scottish slang the word mauchit (as it is normally spelled) means dirty, grubby, filthy etc.
Should you wish to visit this beautiful street Mockett Drive is in St Peters, Broadstairs, Kent.