Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Clear alcohol

When you ask the man you love if he loves you, you expect him to say yes.

However, if you really thought he loved you, would you ask him?


After half a bottle of vodka, I still fell the pain.

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Human rights for blondes

"Cooing should be a thing of the past because these are little people with the same rights as you or me."
And so a UK maternity ward has banned cooing over babies.

OTT* PC**, or not!? When I was a child with big blue eyes and blond curly hair, I would have loved re-enforcement of this kind of human rights. How annoying is it when strangers come up to you and think it is okay to touch your hair without invitation, just because you are a child?

If anyone had come up to me, when I was pregnant, and touched my pregnant stomach (another one of those human rights some people think they are entitled to breach) they would have come to regret it.

This is not a blonde joke. I'm going to make sure my blonde 3 year old knows his rights.

*over the top **politically correct

Sunday, September 25, 2005


Driving home from our day out we came across all kinds of roadkill. Pheasants, foxes, rabbits and the odd grey squirrel, which had wandered out in front of a moving car. It's sad, but there isn't much you can do about it, unless you lower the speedlevels to snail speed on our motorways. Not likely to happen.

But pushing a baby in a pram up the wrong way on a motorway slip road is insane!

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Here today, gone tomorrow?

Fashion fads often only stay around for a short time, until something new comes along to catch the eye of the hip.

I remember when I bought my first walkman, it was cool! But now it is just big and chunky, and hardly anyone uses MC's anymore. Then there was the discman, and then the MP3 player and now the IPods. However, it all started with the first transister radio back in the 50's.

"The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be:
And that which is done is that which shall be done:
And there is no new thing under the sun."

Something can be said for collecting old memoribilias.

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

In a minute

"Eat your dinner" - "In a minute"
"Come and put your shoes on" - "In a minute"
"Get in the car" - "In a minute"

In a minute is my 3 year olds favourite sentence, and pretty much a standard reply to anything you need him to do. But even three year olds grow bored with repetition I guess;

"Eat your breakfast" - "When I have finished messing around"

Monday, September 19, 2005

Born crazy

This weekend we bought The Wind in the Willows on DVD, and half way through we where watching The Crazy Frog! Okay, so his name was Mr.Toad, and he was driving imaginary motorcars, as opposed to an imaginary motorbike, but the likeness was canny.

Crazy Mr.Toad was locked in Jail for 18 years for his crazy anticks (stealing a car, wreckless driving and insulting a police officer).

That was in 1908... He hasn't changed that much since then.

Friday, September 16, 2005

Disabled Venus

The fourth plinth in Trafalgar square, London has found another controversal contestant. Is it a pregnant diasabled women, or is it our modern Venus?

The fourth [plinth] was intended for a King William IV statue, but a lack of funds meant it remained empty... But in 2003, mayor Ken Livingstone had backed a review group's suggestions that it should be used as an ever-changing display of artworks.

Is it a beautiful sculpture, a modern Venus? or just another controversal Brit Art provokation?

Thursday, September 15, 2005

7 Things, thanks to A Penny for them...

Ok, so I should have done this a week ago, but Rome wasn't build in one day... and nobody told me!!!

7 things I want to do before I die:
1) Get a life
2) Get a Job
3) Get a haircut
4) Get a fitness level
5) Get a christmas wish
6) Get something
7) Get new shoes

7 things I can do:
1) Roll my tongue
2) Killer look
3) Pat my head while I circle my stomach
4) Tie knots on my hair
5) Dislocate my joints
6) Jump on one leg
7) Pick up gravel with my toes

7 things I can't do:
1) The Hokey Kokey
2) Tango
3) Salsa
4) Jitterbug
5) Moonwalk
6) Tap dancing
7) Ballet

7 things that attract me to the opposite sex:
2) PM
3) RL
4) HWP
5) N/S
7) Suited and booted

7 things I say all the time:1) No!
2) Don't do that
3) Stop it
4) In a minute
5) I'm busy
6) Wait
7) Ask Daddy

7 Celebrity crushes:
I can't even think of a celebrety crush I had when I was a teenager!
(Is it that long ago?)

7 people I tag:
Send this to seven friends, including the one who send it to you
Or just the one who tagged you.

I tag: Mandy

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Pet hates

Officially we don't have any pets. I wanted a fish tank, but my partner wanted a dog, so we got neither. That is untill the Daddy Longlegs moved in this summer. They buzz in the lampshades and land on your face.

One or two I wouldn't mind. I could just send them back out into nature, but we seem to have been infested by the buggers. That is until the spiders started taking over.

We get the occasional spider inside, but most of them live in our garden, and they weave the webs from flower to tree, from post to post, across our path.

But as long as they catch the Daddy Longlegs, I don't mind.

From farm to table

Knowledge is power, but is all knowledge necessary?

My milk comes from my front door step, though my 3 year old keeps telling me it comes from cows. I'm not listening!!!

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

From dust to Ashes

Builders standing around in groups with cups of tea, discussing last nights win of the Ashes.

The Ashes, something to do with cricket. Cricket, something to do with men in white outfits, and tea breaks. So it is very appropriately to drink tea while discussing Englands win of the Ashes after 9 years of loosing to the Australians.

Milk and sugar?

Monday, September 12, 2005

Quiet quote

Sir Thomas Beecham said, "The English don't actually like music, but they absolutely adore the noise it makes."

Friday, September 09, 2005

Does God need a cleaner?

On the Southbank, just down from the Golden Hinde, one finds Borough Market with all it's tempting offers of cheeses, breads, meat and exotic fruits, among other things. This is where I went today, after wandering trough the Tate Modern, across the Millenium Bridge, and lunch with my boyfriend.

And then the rain started coming down, and as is good tradition when it starts raining as you walk past a church, I went inside Southwalk Cathedral.

As one walks in to the house of God, voices are lowered and all you can hear is the footsteps of tourists and their low wispers.

And in the background the constant humming of Henry the hoover, making the house of God a living room.

Thursday, September 08, 2005

I'm not selling anything

But I still advertise daily. I have about 30 seconds to capture your attention, even if you are not visiting via a blog traffic site you are not likely to read on, unless I capture your attention right away.

If I had titled this post "The power of advertising", would you have kept reading? I know I wouldn't.

Don't you just love to hate the stereotypical adverts of cleaning products? Or the stereotypical nappie adverts? Are fathers not a target market for nappies?

According to Cory Noonan there is a reason behind the madness of advertising,
"Sorry about the stereotypes, but I've got 30 seconds to tell a story about an absent-minded scientist. What does an absent-minded scientist look like? Black? Female? 19-years-old? 80? Glasses? Tuxedo?"

I grew up in advertising, with my parents running their own agency from home I was almost fed advertising with my baby milk. So I will buy a product because I like their adverts, but I do it consciosly. I will also stop buying a brand if their advertising goes down hill.

I love a good advert.

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

Looting for survival

A hand-painted sign outside a New Orleans business warns away looters in the wake of Hurricane Katrina Thursday, Sept. 1, 2005.

Stealing is wrong, and most of us wouldn't do it. I wouldn't steal from a shop, not ever, though if my child was starving and I could find no other way I might change my mind.

Killing is wrong, and I would never hurt a fly, well maybe I would hurt a fly. I would never intentionally hurt another human being, unless my childs life was in danger.

When I was faced with a towering muscular man who was fuming with anger and wanted to kill my boss, and I was not particular fond of my boss, I calmly put my hand on his chest to stop him and escorted him to the exit. Why did I put my own life at risk?.

Until you are faced with the extreme you never know how you will react.

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Room service at home

My grandmother who is in her late eighties has very recently left her house and moved to a retirement apartment. We went to visit her in the weekend and he appartment was lovely and the surrounding gardens was lovely with seating areas, flowers and a fountain. She had a view over the train track from her living room window which our 3 year old thought was great.

"I feel like I am on holiday and I am living in a hotel"

At lunchtime the doorbell rang and a waitress brought in a tray of food from the in-house restaurant.