Showing posts from August, 2007

Busman's Holiday

Very briefly, because my stomach is demanding more mango. Went to the mall yesterday with N and his wife H, looked at various things including perfume, I wanted to get sister-in-law something for being so lovely. Girl serving was pushing DKNY for me onto a gentleman who clearly didn't think it was up to much. After awhile I butted in and suggested he might like to try a Calvin Klein fragrance. He wanted it to hide the smell of his smoking habit and he need it to be a fairly robust and fresh fragrance. Of course I had to put in my tuppence worth.

Boy tells me afterwards as we're drifting off to sleep that I was showing off. I suspect he was right.

I'm going to work on keeping shtum.

Tropical Hellos

Greetings from the tropics. Boy and I survived the coach trip down from Norwich to Gatwick. We basically stayed up all day Friday, and believe it or not I was actually ready to go an hour before the taxi came to pick us up! We left Norwich at 1.40 am and I foolishly had vague hopes of being able to sleep on the coach. Hah! When you've got a man sawing logs right behind you and another making horsey noise on the other side, you've really got no hope.

Gatwick was filled with stroppy people pushing their luggage like they were offensive weapons. That was completely fine by me. I hadn't had any proper sleep for 24 hours so I was in the right frame of mind to make my way back and forth between coffee and checkin. Unfortunately, the security offical had to make up her tick boxes so we pretty much had to strip down to our undies before they let us through. What amazed me is that every 5 mins there's a security announcement telling passengers exactly what they can take through,…

Leavin on a Jet Plane

No doubt my Viking will tell me off, but I hardly think that one of you blog readers would raid my flat while I'm gone. If for some reason you are tempted, I have got people guarding the most precious cat, but I really would appreciate it if you could water the plants for me, inside and out. Pushing the hoover round will earn you lots of brownie points, as would doing the large pile of laundry I have quite got round to doing yet. Many thanks goes to Britswitch for keeping the cat company and to Gee's boys.

One of the many joys of going out with a policeman is the hours of home security advice. For some reason leaving my front door key under the flower pot by said door is verboten. I now shut my windows when I go out, despite the fact that I live in a first floor flat and my elderly neighbours (with whom I share the window cleaner) are perpetually vigilant. So you see, good sense is rubbing off on me, just very slowly. I still leave my front door open so the cat can sit on the d…

Pink Floyd - One of These Days

It just so totally rocks.

How to Waste Time by a Professional Procrastinator

I have acquired two new obsessions. They manage to eat away quite a lot of my time, which, considering the stuff that I really should be getting on with, is a bit silly. Boy and I sat down and wrote the To Do List which has 17 items, which I must do before Saturday. The items vary between Very Important and Urgent and so far today I've done 1 thing. I really can Procrastinate for England, it is slightly ridiculous.

A few weeks ago, Boy bought Oblivion for his XBox 360. It's a fantasy role-playing game. It's stunning. I'm a dark-elf, encased in armour wandering around Cyrodiil, a province of Tamriel doing quests. I get to beat people up, explore caves, go swimming with slaughter-fish, ride a dappled horse, swing my sword around, gamble, drink and generally create mayhem. I have been tasked with saving the heir to Tamriel, but quite frankly with everything else I've got going on at the moment, I'm procrastinating that quest too. OMG, I procrastinate virtually as w…

Why I don't need any more Perfume...

It's getting a bit silly. I've got on my dressing table -

Allure by Chanel
Addict 2 by Dior
Rush 2 by Gucci
Classique by Jean Paul Gaultier
Stella by Stella McCarteny
Rocks by Ralph Lauren
for her by Narcisso Rodriguez

so, it's not like I lack choice for scent. In fact, given that the shelf life of a perfume is generally 2 years unopened and 6 months once opened, there really isn't any way I can use up all I've got.

So tell me, why is it I'm beginning to look compare prices of fragrances to see whether it'll be cheaper for me to get some fragrance in duty free, rather than through work. Hermes have a new(ish) fragrance called Un Jardin en Mediterranee, catchy name don't you think? It's described as a walk through a dappled mediteranian garden, suitable for men and women. I think it's a fresh scent with a touch of sharpness which makes it really yummy.

It's a toss up between that and Calvin Klien's CKIN2U which is a lovely fresh fragrance, I did a …

Wedding Blitz

I spent the weekend in Cambridge at the Viking's cousin's wedding. To say I was a little bit nervous at meeting the rest of his clan, is like saying the sea is a little bit wet. The Viking and I have been together nearly 9 months which is a bit of a shock, considering it's been pain-free, fun and easy as Sunday morning and this was the first family event I'd been to. His immediate family are lovely and I really like his parents, I got to meet his older brother and fiancee this weekend as well as the whole clan. Boy was safely ensconced with his dad.

In a way, this wedding was a complete contrast to Alix's wedding. It was a civil ceremony, followed by photos on the grounds in the fabulous sunshine, with food served by serious waiting staff. The bride looked fabulous, the groom as if all his Christmases had come at once. The bridesmaids were gorgeous and ranged in age 2 - adult, in dresses that suited their colouring and looked fabulous. Unfortunately, I didn't ta…

Recovery Position

Today, I'm recovering from the Day From Hell. I'm sat here in my PJs, drinking coffee and painting my nails, which is an interesting experience when your hands shake as much as mine do at the moment. Coffee is my vice of choice this morning and having bright, sparkly red nails may not fix my current dilemmas, it will remind me that I'm a determined and sexy woman. Even if I do feel green around the edges.

Dear readers, I have many faults, quite a few vices, and have made many mistakes. I own them all. Some I try not to over indulge in, some I do not repeat, some I have overcome. Unfortunately, the one thing I have never been able to master is my inability to shut up. It meant I had to leave a proper job, it means I'm not good working in office politics, it means that I dislike game-playing, dishonesty and mind-fucks. I can see that there are circumstances where the ability to shut up would be useful, indeed desirable. I unfortunately, am unable to do so.

There are some a…

Cheese Fondue

Thanks to Sanddancer for making me think about cheesey tunes. For instance: what's the fine line between outright awfulness and cheese? What would make you stone the DJ, or dance happily to it at a wedding.

6 Tracks I'd stone the DJ:

Especially for you - Kylie & Jason
Barbie Girl - Aqua
Agadoo - Black Lace
Cotton Eye Joe - Rednex
I drove all Night - any version
My Heart Will go on - Celine Dion

6 Tracks I'd drunkenly dance to:

Nights in White Satin - Moody Blues
The Rose - Bette Midler
Total Eclipse of the Heart - Bonnie Tyler
D.I.S.C.O - Ottowan
Never Gonna Give you up - Rick Astley
The Macarena - Los Del Rio

I could go on, but I'd rather you did. Come on, be brave...let your inner cheese go and share your top favourites and pet hates with us all. I promise we won't mock...much! :-)

Been Awhile

Apologies for the long silence. I've been oop North with the Viking and his family and there was much running about upon my return. Unfortunately, due to his generous nature, I've now got a cold, so all running aroung has now stopped as I indulge in feeling bleugh.

The good thing is that I've had a chance to read and review a book. I've popped my thoughts on the subject on my sister site. It's the first time I've done a book review and I'd appreciate the feedback. Also, if you've read something recently, brilliant or dire, feel free to do the same.

Boy has come back from his dad's early. His grandad did some serious injury to his tendon, so much so that he's needed an op. Boy was just on the phone to him, and he's on the mend. Or will be as long as he keeps off the leg.

One of the things I'm discovering about my Boy, is that he has patience. Obvioulsy, he's needed this virtue when dealing with me and my dramas. Over the Spring, both he…