Statements of Fact

I got up this morning thinking that I would get off my arse and go swimming. 


The thought of going outside in this rain put me off. 


I have just been forced to put on a jumper. 


It's the middle of August and I'm not happy.

22.8.05 14:33


Impending Dust

Having spent Sunday watching episodes of Property Ladder back to back on Discovery Home & Leisure, The Architect is all fired up and walking round with a tape measure, knocking on walls.  He's done a plan of the flat on his computer and I don't think it will be long before he starts knocking things down.


Where the hell did I put those dustsheets?

22.8.05 20:21


Amazing...

...what a bit of sunshine can do for the mood, innit?
23.8.05 11:39


Points of Etiquette

The Architect's dad is turning 70 on 21st September.  He's been very excited about this for well over a year and talking about having a big family party.  Fine.  However, The Architect's sister put a bit of a spanner in the works by deciding to get married on 16th September, so dates for said party became a little problematic.  Anyway, we finally managed to coerce the Architectural Parentals into coming up with some potential dates for the party, which were suggested as either the 1st, the 22nd or the 29th of October.  We couldn't do the 1st, as we're going to a wedding, but said that the other 2 were fine. 


 Next thing we hear, the party has been organised for the 8th of October and it's all been booked.  Er.. right.  Unfortunately, as no-one thought to consult us on whether this date would be OK, it obviously isn't.  The Architect is going to be on a stag do in Barcelona, tickets for which were booked weeks ago and are non-refundable.  T, who will by then be married to The Architect's sister, is also booked onto the same stag do.   Oh dear. 


However, now comes the wierd bit.  The Architectural Parentals apparently still want me to go along.  Is it just me or is that rather odd?  Maybe I'm just being bolshy - I don't know.  I'm a little unsure as to whether they just don't want to seem rude by uninviting me or whether they actually want me to be there.  What to do...?

24.8.05 12:40


Internet Tag

I've been tagged by Pan, and I'm far too competitive not to play a game when challenged ;o)


Seven things I plan to do before I die


1. Get married


 


2. Have a lead role in the West End


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3. Visit South AFrica 


 


4. Appear in The Bill/EastEnders/Casualty.  Everyone else is doing it, so why shouldn't I?!


 


5. Visit New Zealand


 


6. Visit South America 


7. Play Martha in 'Whose Afraid of Virginia Woolf?'

 

Seven things I can do

 


1. Play the piano (shoddily - I really ought to practice more than once a month...)


 


2. Make killer creme brulee


 


3. Eat and drink most people under the table


 


4. Pick up accents really quickly.  I spent a week in Edinburgh and was taken for a native by a local girl. 


 


5. Sing for my supper.


 


6. Memorise things with sickening ease.  Yes, I was one of those little shits who did no work whatsoever for exams and still came out smelling of roses.  Sorry...


 

7. Pat my head and rub my stomach at the same time. 

 

Seven things I cannot do

1. Get to grips with a playstation. 


2. Persevere with something I'm no good at instantly.  (see number 1...) 


3. Leave a slug alive.  They just have to have salt poured on them...


4. Leave food on a plate


5. Resist cheese 


6. Stop myself from squeezing spots


7. Supervise a barbeque.  It's men's work.  I just get distracted and the damn thing ends up going out before I've cooked anything.


Seven things that I find really attractive about the opposite sex



1. Good arms.


 


2. Sportiness, despite my lack of the same...


 


3. Get-up-and-go. 


 


4. Talent.  Doesn't really matter in what, particularly, as long as he's got something that drives him.


 


5. Ambition


 


6. When he's interested in me 


7. Dark hair combined with pale blue eyes.

 

Seven things I say the most

 

1. Crikey!

 

2. Good-oh!

 

3. Okey-dokey

 

4. Dipstick

 

5. Excellent

 

6. Can we get Chinese?

 

7. Have we got any cheese?

 

Seven books I love

 

1. Crow Lake by Mary Lawson.  Well-written, moving account of how wrong your views can be of the people you love.

 

2. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - still makes me cry buckets every time...

 

3. This Rough Magic by Mary Stewart.  Feisty 60s bit-part actress heroine.  One day I want to make it into a film and play her ;o)

 

4. Guard Your Daughters by Diana Tutton.  Stifling maternal love and mental illness - what more do you need from a book? 

 

5. The Power of One by Bryce Courtenay - the reason I want to visit South Africa 

 

6. Five Quarters of the Orange by Joanne Harris - gripping account of the war in France, seen through the eyes of a child. 

 

7. Hideous Kinky by Esther Freud - another one seen through the eyes of a child - hmm, am I regressing here? 

 

Seven people I would like to see take this quiz

Ooh crikey - anyone who wants to take on the baton please feel free...
30.8.05 17:42


Insomnia a la Gilbert and Sullivan

When you're lying awake with a dismal headache, and repose is
taboo'd by anxiety,
I conceive you may use any language you choose to indulge in,
without impropriety;
For your brain is on fire-the bedclothes conspire of usual
slumber to plunder you:
First your counterpane goes, and uncovers your toes, and your
sheet slips demurely from under you;
Then the blanketing tickles-you feel like mixed pickles-so
terribly sharp is the pricking,
And you're hot, and you're cross, and you tumble and toss till
there's nothing 'twixt you and the ticking.
Then the bedclothes all creep to the ground in a heap, and you
pick 'em all up in a tangle;
Next your pillow resigns and politely declines to remain at its
usual angle!


And so on and so on for the past three nights.  Last night, having gone to bed at 11, when I was still wide awake at 12.30, I decided it was time to bring out the big guns. 


Yes, I drank a mug of hot milk, sweetened with vanilla sugar, just like my granny used to make, and was asleep within 20 minutes.  Thank God for seemingly batty folk remedies...

31.8.05 09:15


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