Archive for August, 2005

“I wanna whistle!”

Tuesday, August 30th, 2005

No you f**king well don’t! And if you do I’m going to take it from you and beat you with it repeatedly until you acknowledge the downright pointlessness and f**king irritating nature of cheap whistles on brightly coloured strings that are inexplicably on sale at any even vague attempt at an event involving a […]

Drinking dillema

Saturday, August 27th, 2005

I need a new drink. Ever since my Dad bought me my first *legal* drink of a bacardi and diet coke on my 18th birthday, I’ve been hooked. Bacardi & diet coke became my drink of choice for nights out, house parties and when things were just going terribly, terribly wrong and also […]

Playing Soldiers

Thursday, August 25th, 2005

The pics I’ve just putup on flickr need some sort of explanation, the castle visiting that happened the other day was in a lovely Belgian town called Dinant. At the top of the town is a citidal that, rather than be used to defend the town against the French, now houses a museum about […]

Postcard

Tuesday, August 23rd, 2005

Dear All,
I’ve had a marvelous time in Belgium! It is lovely, absolutely gorgeous! There was castle visting, ice cream eating, cathedral admiring, timetable confusion, Monopoly smugness (oh yes, I have never won so comprehensively in such a short period of time!), grown-up Brussels flats, back-street wandering, emergency Fruitella supplies, Friend’s watching, and the […]

We’re all going on a summer holiday…

Sunday, August 21st, 2005

Not quite for a week or two but Boy is taking me to Belgium for a couple of days, which is all very exciting I haven’t left the country since February of my 3rd year - a good two and a half years now, which really is a disgrace. Especially as during […]

Writer’s block

Sunday, August 14th, 2005

Currently suffering from writer’s block, so instead have some insights from my phone…
“Would you mind picking up some cava, I was planning to make mimosas but forgot the alcohol”
“Just arrived in italy, will be back in the country later afternoon”
“Oh thats silly no Such thing as 2 many compliments”
“Fuck”
“Craig needs to die. This is […]

Vote Eugene

Friday, August 12th, 2005

I’ve been strangely quite on the subject of Big Brother this year. Normally I watch it at the beginning get bored, miss the middle bits completely and tune in again for the last couple of weeks. This year I had been watching it fairly consistently all the way throug, not because I actively […]

“Crazy”

Monday, August 8th, 2005

The death of Robin Cook on Saturday was surprising and shocking and to some extent unbelievable. The word uttered most that evening was “crazy”, that he’d died was “crazy”, Robin Cook? Dead? That’s “crazy”. The news brought a room full of people, high on the cricket success, to a shocked and […]

Pigeon balance

Friday, August 5th, 2005

Relaxing in Hyde Park yesterday evening, pretending it was sunny, and eating a picnic of fresh basil and rocket salad, accompanied by couscous salad, celery sticks, wholewheat granary bread and hummus, drinking chilled South American chardonnay - did somebody say middle class much? - a pigeon sat on a branch above us and crapped all […]

The smell of popcorn

Thursday, August 4th, 2005

Ever since I was little I’ve loved going to the cinema. The small town I grew up in had one cinema, with one screen and showed one film a week a good month or so after they were released. But that didn’t matter, most of the town being a good ten or twenty […]