Archive for November, 2005

The rudeness of strangers

Tuesday, November 29th, 2005

I was sat on the tube the other morning, reading my book, minding my own business when some tourist fell on me banging his suitcase into my legs as he did. This slightly overweight (we’re not talking obese here but his gym going days were clearly over), middle aged man just blundered into […]

28 Days To Go

Sunday, November 27th, 2005

Christmas is only 28 days away and I’m yet to even start my Christmas shopping. I have friends who will have finished theirs by the beginning of December, if they haven’t already done so, but I just can’t quite bring myself to enter into the Christmas festivities before the start of December, my Christmas […]

Of Note…

Friday, November 25th, 2005

My sources suggest it snowed earlier this evening…
However I was watching Harry Potter (which goes on for *hours*) so I can’t confirm anything.
Apparently it’s almost 15 years since Thatcher fell from power, 15 years! Now I feel old.
It’s a month till Christmas and I haven’t even started my christmas shopping yet (kat lady k […]

My life in sum…

Tuesday, November 22nd, 2005

Work, work, work, drink, drink, drink, sleep. Commute, work, work, work, drink, drink, drink, sleep. Commute, work, work, work , drink, chat, drink, sleep. Commute, work, work, work, chat, drink, chat, sleep (badly). Commute, work, work, work, drink, drink, drink, sleep (badly). Commute, work, work, work, drink, drink, chat, sleep […]

Is it me?

Monday, November 21st, 2005

I’m about to break the cooking rules, go against cooking folklore and possible incure Boy’s disapproval but, the thing is I don’t think Delia is very good.
There, I’ve said it now. I know she’s the queen of Britsh cooking, teaching the nation to cook for many a year, a national institution and all that […]

Wrap up warm, y’hear…

Sunday, November 13th, 2005

In an attempt to cheer myself up (it’s November, it’s cold, it’s wet and it’s damp) I headed off into town this afternoon for a bit of a Sunday mooch around the wonder that is TopShop at Oxford Circus, all three floors (there are 4 floors but the 4th one is for boys…) of clothes, […]