Tuesday, April 24, 2007

It's my birthday next week....

.....and I'm going to be stuck in a sweaty office near Heathrow, doing a training course for a job I already know how to do. I'm pissed off to say the least.
Oh well. If there is anybody out there (you know who you are!) who are still stuck for presents, here is my Amazon Wish List, as required.




Meanwhile, here's a picture of Mrs.Fenchurch enjoying the sun and flowers in our garden.

Friday, December 29, 2006

Ive got a tablet...


Rob bought me a very cool christmas present, as mentioned in my previous post. A drawing tablet! Now I can draw directly on to the computer screen, and not leave biro marks on the monitor like the last time I tried it. Yeah. Anyway, here is my first masterpiece. I for some reason attempted a horse, one of the most difficult things to draw. Oh well.


Here is my next attempt, Mrs Fenchurch, the cat that lives in our house and annoys us. (But we love her)


Wednesday, December 27, 2006

Happy Chrimbo and all that!

Merry christmas to everyone (or the few people that read this anyway!)


We had a very nice day and didn't die from overfeeding. Thanks to Mum,Dad, Liz, Helen, Dave, Emma, Kate, Pete, Nanna, Grandma, Molly, Noo and Mrs Fenchurch for all our lovely gifts!




Rob decided some time ago that he wanted to do the annual Clevedon Boxing day run.
Fool! I can think of things I'd rather do, like play with my new drawing tablet that Rob bought me, (That'll come later)-but as I'm getting married to the crazy man I thought I'd better go and support him. Hundreds of people were running, we didn't see Rob until he'd done about 3 miles of the 4 mile run, but amazingly when I was taking pictures with my phone I actually managed to get one of Rob!! Spooky huh? See if you can spot him!



He did pretty good, 150th in 30 minutes, or thereabouts. About 8 times quicker than I could do it anyway!
Here he is on the home stretch-

I ran with him for a little bit, for moral support, but I think some people didn't approve so I stopped. Nothing to do with the fact I was knackered.

He got a Mars Bar and a horrible energy drink at the end of the run, and then we went to Liz's for more Xmas stuffing! A very good boxing day.

Thursday, December 21, 2006




















So long little car. You served me well. Were it not for the fact that you leaked and had no heating I would have kept you alot longer. As it was, an ill-toothed gentleman gave me £15 to take you away to some unspecified end. I did enjoy watching the neighbour's curtains twitch manically as he over-revved you to get you on to your barge across the Styx. I'll miss you, little car!

Bye Bye Baby!

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Birtdays and new houses
















Rob's birthday saw us visiting Kate-(Rob's sister) and her husband Pete in their new house. The old owners had left in rather a hurry and left all manner of things behind, including various garden gnomes, and a caravan! It's all very exciting and grown-up.



My phone has a cool 'panoramic' function which I played about with whilst everybody else did useful things like moving wardrobes and fixing plugs. Sorry everyone! Still. I think they look quite cool.






The old owners were smokers and you could really tell from the patina of nicotine which covers everything in the house. Still, it'll all scrub off and the house will be fabulous. Eventually!

Sunday, November 12, 2006

Oh Carol Malone! Talk about bad timing.


Oh Carol Malone! You picked the wrong day to write a poisonous diatribe about Lady Diana, didn't you?
This was from the first pressing of the Mirror from Sunday 31st August, 1997. The day she died. This edition got recalled pretty soon that morning. As well as this little joy there was more in the paper, pre-death, from that memorable day. Pictures to follow...


Be Clever like Camilla and Clam up, Di
It's a pity Gucci don't make designer face zips, then when Princess Diana was on the verge of opening her ill-informed mouth and causing an international incident (an increasingly frequent occurrence these days) shut could just zip her trap shut.This week she claimed she was 'stitched up' by the French paper 'Le Monde', because they quoted her as saying that while the Labour party were supporting her Land Mine campaign, the Tories had been 'hopeless'
However, now that the horse manure has hit the fan and Diana has been accused of doing what's a definite 'no-no' in the Royal Family- i.e. meddling in politics- she has come over all wounded and persecuted and denying she ever said it.'I've been stitched up.' She has wailed. But how can we believe a woman who just a few weeks ago (pre-Dodi) denied telling reporters 'Wait til you see what I'm going to do next' when the reporters she spoke to had her quotes on tape!

How can we believe a woman who swore she didn't make hundreds of harassing phone calls to business boyfriend Oliver Hoare-even though most of them came out of Kensington palace?

The princess, I fear, suffers from the 'Open Gob Before Brain Engages' syndrome- a condition which affects the trivial and brain dead. However, there is one way for Diana to ensure she is not 'stitched-up' by the papers- and that is to stop talking to them (she's done it again this week because how else would a certain tabloid newspaper have every cough and spit of her encounter at at Kensington Palace with reporter Annick Cojean, who wrote the Le Monde story)In her interview with the french newspaper she complained how she was hounded by the British Press and only remains in Britain because of her sons.
Which is tosh because her sons are away at school most of the time, and even when they're not -like now- she's on permanent holiday in Europe.
Instead of realising that silence is the best form of protection from the press she decided once again to 'open her heart' (blab is the more common expression for it) to a foreign newspaper and then claim victimisation again when it backfires on her.Diana needs publicity and controversy like the rest of us need air. Why else does she repeatedly put herself into situations which she knows will cause scandal and uproar?
I think, at least I hope, people are catching on to Diana and realising that this 'I'm just an innocent' act is a scam. What we have here is a woman who has very little common sense, even less judgement and a very convenient persecution complex which she drags out as a defence when her little publicity plots go belly-up.

Diana should take a leaf out of Camilla's book...and say nowt.

Friday, November 10, 2006

Because you're worth it



This was on a Make-up display a while ago. One side is a mirror, and I caught it at a funny angle and was inspired to take a picture. I dunno, it made me laugh.