Hi Diddly Dee, an Actor's Life for Me
"Those who agree with us may not be right, but we admire their astuteness."
Cullen Hightower
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Shut UP, you moaning idiot!
We just received a delivery from Tesco and they completely ballsed it up, giving us half of another company's order - the other company had, presumably, half of ours as well. Anyway, as this stuff was of no bleedin' use to us whatsoever, we said to the delivery guy (very nicely, I might add) that he would have to return the unwanted stuff and we would sort it out with Tesco. At which point, the delivery guy went off on one: 'Oh, it's not my fault, I just do the deliveries, I'm going to get shouted at, I've just had my manager on the phone and he shouted at me and hung up on me, your delivery's probably down in Victoria' etc etc. This went on for at least 10 minutes, repeated, with minor variations. We had made it quite clear that we weren't blaming him, but equally we couldn't accept an order that wasn't ours. Seems reasonable to me. He whinged on for a bit longer, while I tried to interject words of reason. Eventually I gave up and walked out of the room. If I hadn't, I think I might have smacked him upside the head, which isn't really good for the image. The unbelievable thing is that he just stayed in the room, whingeing to himself! Cock. Eventually, however, he decided that, as he knew exactly where the rest of our order was, he would go and fetch it. So good of him!* When he came back again, he was still whingeing. And we were still missing a pack of kettle chips. I don't think Tesco will be getting our custom again... *That comment might well be sarcastic. You decide |
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1.3.05 11:49 |
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Grammatical gripe
Just a small reminder to those who write magazine articles or television subtitles - ie those who OUGHT TO KNOW BETTER - that it's means it is. Its is the possessive form of it. Is that quite clear to everybody? Good.
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2.3.05 19:44 |
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Wheeeee!
It's actually snowing properly! Yes, yes, I know all you hardened Northerners have been having proper snow for weeks, but it's not happened in London so far. It's actually settling now, even in the centre of town, and I'm quite ridiculously excited! Please, please, please let it all stay until this evening so that I can have snowball fights... |
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4.3.05 09:28 |
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Questions, questions...
The lovely Mr Squish has issued some questions, which I must duly answer - so here goes... Q: What grosses you out ? A: Currently, people sniffing. But not just sniffing, that disgusting deep-seated snort that you just know has left them with a gobful of phlegm that needs to be spat out. And, knowing the nasty little chavs, probably will be. *shudders* Q: What was the most trouble you got in at school ? A: At my prep school there was a minstrel's gallery, known as 'the balcony' above the dining room. If you were caught talking after lights-out (it was a boarding school) then you were sent to sit on the balcony. If you were sent to sit on the balcony 3 times then you had to do detention, which usually consisted of copying out tracts of various dull books and then watching it being ripped up in front of you at the end. I spent quite a lot of time in detention. At senior school I had a friend who tried to top herself - not very seriously, more in an attention-seeking teenage kind of way. However, as I was also an attention-seeking teenager I completely overreacted and tried to barge my way into the san to see her. However, I was supposed to be in assembly and the French teacher caught me AWOL. On asking why I wasn't in assembly, I refused to tell her, and was subsequently hauled up in front of the head and told I was arrogant. Yeah, probably a fair point. I never got myself chucked out of school or anything though. All 3 of my brothers did. I'm quite disappointed in myself. Q: What song do you have in your head at the moment ? (For some reason, I have the theme from 'Kickstart'.) A: Currently 'Easter Bonnet' from the film 'Easter Parade'. (In my easter bonnet, with all the frills upon it, you'll be the grandest lady in the Easter Parade). I blame Midget for this. Q: Who's the most inappropriate person that's ever given you urges ? A: Probably my (female) dance tutor at college. Dance classes were quite distracting. Q: What do you consider to be your worst vice ? A: Intolerance of stupidity.
Anyone want to be put under the microscope? |
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4.3.05 12:14 |
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Question, questions (part the second)
So, I have questions for three lucky people! The idea is that you post your questions (along with their answers) on your own blog and then invite other people to volunteer themselves as question guinea-pigs for you. So, first up, we have the marvellous Moviebuff, affectionately known as Buffy round these here parts. 1. What was the film that got you hooked and why? 2. What is your favourite film of all time and why? 3. If you could live anywhere in space and time, where would it be? 4. The best things in life are free - true or false? Next on the executioner's block - erm, I mean questioner's couch - is MidgetCircus. We love it. 1. What is the best fancy-dress costume you have ever worn? 2. If you were a cheese, which one would it be? 3. Have you ever had your heart broken? 4. If you had the chance to have one superpower, what would it be? 5.Can Man live on bread alone? And finally, we have the lovely and fragrant First Born Unicorn 1. What are the best and worst things about living in Norway? 2. Explain your screenname 3. If you weren't who you are, who would you like to be 4. What colour is happiness 5. It is better to have loved and lost than never loved at all - true or false? Looking forward to all of your answers - the Hi Diddly Dee question time is now over - thanks for watching. |
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4.3.05 15:16 |
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Book No 1 of the 50-book Challenge.
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night Time by Mark Haddon The Curious Incident of The Dog in the Night Time is written from the viewpoint of 15-year-old Christopher Boone, who is autistic. The story starts with Christopher finding his neighbour's dog stabbed to death with a garden fork. Christopher therefore decides to turn detective and write about his discoveries, which lead to him finding out far more than he ever thought he would and his world being turned upside down. |
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7.3.05 11:14 |
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Watch out, there's a witch about.
Tonight I went to the supermarket on my way home from work. Now, regular readers of this blog will know how I feel about supermarkets on a good day (I hate them), but when I'm menstrual, tired, hungry and have had a really shit day, this feeling is multiplied by 1000 at least. So when this woman pushed into the queue ahead of me I'm afraid I wasn't very rational. Well, at first, I quite politely said 'excuse me, there's a queue'. When she pointedly ignored me, I said it louder. Then louder again. When she turned round and gave me lip along the lines of 'well, you ought to queue properly', referring to the woman in front of me who was politely NOT breathing down the neck of the person in front of her, I started shouting. REALLY shouting. Then I grabbed her basket and flung it across the floor, at which point she wisely fucked off to another queue. If anyone sees me with a sharp implement it might be wise to steer clear. |
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7.3.05 22:00 |
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