Whinge

So I'm going to Italy for 4 days next week. This will be lovely, I'm sure, but I've just been checking the security limitations on the flight and have realised that Ryanair charge you to check baggage into the hold. Given that current security limitations mean that I am not allowed to take toothpaste, moisturisers, sun tan cream etc into the cabin, this does mean that I HAVE to check my luggage in, even if it is within the size limits, thereby being forced to pay extra on top of the money I've already paid for the flight.

Bloody no-frills airlines.

1.9.06 15:57


Its Good to Be Wonderful...

Hello My Little Darlings,

How are you all, isn't today just b to the e-a youtifuuulll. And all the more so thanks to you all being blessed with my making an entry on Katja's blog. I would introduce myself, but really, why patronise you all, everyone knows Lady Olivier, you know me, I know me, more importantly the Academy knows me, I have three cleaning ladies just for all my stattuettes on the Louis XIV marble fireplace.

It's hard work being me, Life is wonderful because I am wonderful, I can't stop being wonderful for even a moment, or everyones life would become that bit less wonderful and I'd feel simply awful about that. It's a full time job being this wonderful, but its my duty, and as hard as it can be to live in this much luxury, I must keep it up for the good of you all.

Anyway, I'm going to settle in here, I'll be guest blogging while Katja is away on some expedition of some sort, so I'm going to head backstage and see what the facilities are like. There had better be white space, lillies, plenty of evian and of course enough hand squeezed goats milk for me to bathe in this evening, or I am walking out before we even begin.

Kiss Kiss my pretties

Lady O

xxx

5.9.06 11:51


Ciao ragazzi!

Yes, I'm back, having finally discovered where it was that I was going. Arty, it was Senigallia, on the Adriatic coast, and it was lovely. We stayed in a fantastic hotel, just on the seafront, and ate a LOT of food. Oh yes. The friend that I went with, Anna, has Italian friends in Senigallia and they just couldn't have been more friendly or helpful, taking us out for lunch every day and recommending the best places to go.

There was a wonderful seafood restaurant directly opposite our hotel and so on our first day we ate huge amounts of pasta with vongole (clams), followed by fried fish. The squid and octopus, particularly, were to die for - not in the least chewy, as they can be when cooked badly, and utterly delicious.

The best dish that we ate, however, was prodetto (sp?), the Senigallian version of bouillabaisse. Crammed with mussels, clams, scampi, skate wings, sardines, angler fish, prawns and probably lots more that I can't remember as well, it is cooked in a spicy tomato-ey, garlicky sauce and then ladled out onto pieces of toasted bread, which absorb the sauce. Absolutely perfect for dealing with our killer hangovers on Wednesday, caused by drinking far too much Cuba Libre the night before and staying up until 5.30am.

Wednesday was also the day that I learnt how to ask for a large bottle of water in Italian. Ahem.
8.9.06 14:50


Tagged

I've been tagged by Arty to play the Secret Life of Bags game, so here goes...

OK, running from back to front and left to right:

  • Brown handbag - Mulberry via Oasis *ahem*. It holds a surprising amount and looks far classier than it actually is, so I absolutely love it
  • Hair clip (clipped onto the bag handle) - always useful and I never go out without at least one hidden away somewhere
  • Order of service from my best friend's wedding yesterday afternoon
  • Pink fabric-covered notebook, where I jot down things of interest that I see every day. Some things make it into my blog, some don't, but the notebook makes interesting reading
  • Oyster card - a must when travelling in London
  • Compeed blister plasters - I have awkward feet and even shoes that were previously comfortable can suddenly start to cause problems, so I always have a pack of Compeed handy for emergencies.
  • Black leather purse which holds all my cards, along with cash. I'd be in trouble if it ever disappeared!
  • 2 personalised coasters, wedding favours from yesterday. They're wonderfully shiny and doubled very nicely as compact mirrors during the meal yesterday - ace.
  • Miniature bottle of my favourite perfume for top-up spritzing during the day.
  • My current favourite nail polish in fire engine red - perfect for satisfying my inner vamp.
  • Sunglasses. I carry them all year round - squinting is terribly ageing, dahling.
  • Pink leather pen case and pink pen - both presents from a beloved friend who was concerned about my lack of writing materials one day.
  • Pencil - a hangover from travelling by plane the other day. I wasn't sure that I would be allowed to carry a fountain pen, but didn't want to be without means of writing anything down, so dropped a pencil into my bag and haven't got round to removing it.
  • Emery board - I am never without one.
  • Equity diary - full of all those desperately important *ahem* appointments. Next week I note that I am going to the hairdresser and attending my birthday party. Excellent.
  • Mobile: nuff said.
  • Smints - well, you never know when you might be called upon to kiss George Clooney. Oh c'mon - a girl can dream...
10.9.06 21:09


On Dali and chocolate

Valentia MSNed me last night at about 5.00, telling me to go and eat chocolate with her. Cocooned in the online world as I am, I assumed that she was talking about virtual chocolate and agreed wholeheartedly. It shortly transpired that she meant ACTUAL chocolate and that I had to get my arse out of the house PDQ. I therefore trundled on down to the Dali Universe exhibition, where there was a big shindig going on to launch Dali Spaces (or something). They're trying to big it up as a venue for receptions and dinners and so we were plied with peach bellinis and fed lots of yummy canapes. The highlight of the evening, however, was a chocolate fountain. Oh. My. God. I still feel a bit sick now, but it was definitely worth it.

Performing there was also a fantastic barbershop quartet called Scales of the Unexpected, who were possibly a little unnerved to gain a 3-strong bunch of groupies who jumped up and down and clapped like excited children, but WE LOVED THEM. If I ever get married, I'm booking them for my wedding - camp as a row of tents and utterly marvellous.

EDIT: Valentia has just reminded me that as we left the exhibition, I stopped to put my hand into the fake flickering flame thing by the exit.  You know the kind of thing - uplighter with some silk being blown by a fan.  For some reason I was suddenly drawn to put my hand into the 'flame' - I'm guessing it might have had something to do with the numerous peach bellinis I'd just drunk.  Anyway, I finished doing that and then made to walk away.  However, I had neglected to notice that there was a large freestanding spotlight at my feet, and so I managed to walk into it and knock it over.  Rather tellingly, all I could do was giggle for a moment, while Valentia pointed and laughed, then ran away as Security came rushing over.  No, honestly, I'm not drunk...
13.9.06 11:29


'Avin' a larf!

My best friend got married at the weekend.  Her wedding photos have just been put up on the photographer's website and there are 5 or 6 really lovely ones which I'd be quite tempted to buy - but they're £13.50 for an 8x6 photo.  Even with the 20% discount that you get if you buy more than 2, that's a LOT of cash!  No discount for not having them mounted, either.  Personally, I think this is pretty damn cheeky - the photographer's time has already been paid for by the bride and groom, and there's no way it costs that much to print out digital photos, so why charge so much?  If it was maybe a fiver a photo, I reckon they'd sell far more.  Am I being hopelessly naive?
14.9.06 00:02


When trees go bad

 

 

I don't think this car is going to be going anywhere soon. Oops.  My camera phone is a bit pants, but that's a large, freshly cut tree trunk in the background...
14.9.06 11:53


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