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70's & 80's pop stars

2006-06-02T23:20:00.000+01:00

T at work is having a party for her boyfriends 40th next week. Fancy dress, the theme is as per the title. A suggestion was made today that I should go as Nana Mouskouri (sp?).
I wanted to be Madonna but T is going as Madonna and I don't want to upstage her (because I soooo would).
Anyone got a kaftan I can borrow?

Don't let this put you off

2006-05-27T10:29:00.000+01:00

Ebay. Honest, I have only ever had sensible questions. But this made me laugh

Yellow Flowers

2006-05-14T17:54:00.000+01:00

This is just like the postcard that Gran sent me in my dream. It was about a week before she died that I had that dream. She sent me a postcard saying she was happy and that she enjoyed the yellow flowers. And on the beautifully sunny day of the funeral, I have never seen so many beautiful yellow flowers. She was smiling.

Head in the sand

2006-05-14T17:52:00.000+01:00

I need to make a list of questions for the solicitor tomorrow. But instead, I am messing around on here. What I really want to ask her is 'how do you get blood out of a stone?'

For the first time in 3 years

2006-05-14T17:49:00.000+01:00

M had a snog last night. I nearly fell over. In fact so did he, because he had a broken leg.

Oh dear

2006-05-14T17:45:00.000+01:00

I was starting to be on bearable speaking terms with Miss P downstairs. Then M came round and we had music on. Then the doorbell (which doesn't work) rang. Weird. I answered it and there she stood, hands on hips. Without a word, I closed the door. I am tired of arguing. I just came back upstairs and turned the music up a little bit. She annoys me even more than my soon to be ex husband.

Hurrah for me

2006-04-23T18:41:00.000+01:00

Another two black sacks, a broken giraffe and some metal thing-a-me's to the rubbish dump. Plus some junk loaded onto ebay. Just having a play online before my grande finale for the weekend...dusting, sweeping and hoovering throughout. Someone will buy this house. Soon.

Word

2006-02-22T20:40:00.000Z

DORMITORY:
When you rearrange the letters:
DIRTY ROOM

PRESBYTERIAN:
When you rearrange the letters:
BEST IN PRAYER

ASTRONOMER:
When you rearrange the letters:
MOON STARER

DESPERATION:
When you rearrange the letters:
A ROPE ENDS IT

THE EYES:
When you rearrange the letters:
THEY SEE

GEORGE BUSH:
When you rearrange the letters:
HE BUGS GORE

THE MORSE CODE:
When you rearrange the letters:
HERE COME DOTS

SLOT MACHINES:
When you rearrange the letters:
CASH LOST IN ME

ANIMOSITY:
When you rearrange the letters:
IS NO AMITY

ELECTION RESULTS:
When you rearrange the letters:
LIES - LET'S RECOUNT

MOTHER-IN-LAW:
When you rearrange the letters:
WOMAN HITLER

SNOOZE ALARMS:
When you rearrange the letters:
ALAS! NO MORE Z 'S

A DECIMAL POINT:
When you rearrange the letters:
IM A DOT IN PLACE

THE EARTHQUAKES:
When you rearrange the letters:
THAT QUEER SHAKE

ELEVEN PLUS TWO:
When you rearrange the letters:
TWELVE PLUS ONE

AND FOR THE GRAND FINALE:

PRESIDENT CLINTON OF THE USA:
When you rearrange the letters
(With no letters left over and using each letter only once):
TO COPULATE HE FINDS INTERNS

I am soooo gonna regret this

2006-02-20T21:51:00.000Z

Been having a grand old clearout and over yesterday and this evening, I have loaded 62 items onto ebay. I am going to hate taking that lot to the post office, aren't I?!

New home?

2006-02-18T21:50:00.000Z

I saw in the paper today that on the new development in Poole, you can get your 10% deposit paid. I wonder what the catch is? I might go and investigate tomorrow.

I love stationery

2006-02-18T21:04:00.000Z

Someone directed me to Aspinals from another site. I had visited before but forgot how exciting it is. I have no idea why I love stationery supplies but I always have!

Me?

2006-02-03T08:16:00.000Z

You Are a Prophet Soul

You are a gentle soul, with good intentions toward everyone.
Selfless and kind, you have great faith in people.
Sometimes this faith can lead to disappoinment in the long run.
No matter what, you deal with everything in a calm and balanced way.

You are a good interpreter, very sensitive, intuitive, caring, and gentle.
Concerned about the world, you are good at predicting people's feelings.
A seeker of wisdom, you are a life long learner looking for purpose and meaning.
You are a great thinker and communicator, but not necessarily a doer.

Souls you are most compatible with: Bright Star Soul and Dreaming Soul

What Kind of Soul Are You?

Sweet dreams

2006-01-29T12:43:00.000Z

Not sure whether this is funny or sad.

Knit wits

2006-01-29T11:19:00.000Z

But why?

Vital Statistics meme

2005-12-11T18:54:00.000Z

I drive: A navy blue Ford Focus. Reliable and sensible but so not me!

If I have time to myself: Sleeping, shopping, walking around naked with the central heating on and windows open

You wouldn't know it but I'm very good at: being a bitch

I am no good at: lying, resisting wonderful things, being on time when it doesn’t really matter

A book that changed me: The bible, I guess. Not that I read it, but my mum did and therefore it must have had an effect on me.

Movie heaven: Pretty Woman, Notting Hill, Dirty Dancing.

Comfort eating: McDonalds Sausage & Egg McMuffin. Soup and a white heavily buttered bap for dunking

When I was a child I wanted to be: hairdresser, lorry driver

All my spare money goes on: crap. Utter crap

At night I dream of: things I shouldn’t. Work. My teeth falling out

My favourite building: The house where I grew up

My biggest regret: spending too much money that I didn’t have. Being a bitch

If I wasn't me I'd like to be: Mother Theresa. But not dead.

My favourite artists: None in particular. Most artists have pictures that I like and dislike in equal proportion.

The soundtrack to my life: At the moment, Def Leppard, Bon Jovi, Aeromsith etc. Very Loud

The best invention ever: Telephones. Internet. Beds/Pillows/Duvets

Not a party lover at the best of times

2005-11-13T18:42:00.000Z

I was invited to Dave, my directors, home for his girlfriends 40th party last night. There was no way I was cancelling even though Alex double booked himself and I was faced with a 70 mile round trip to somewhere I was unfamiliar with, alone.

The only people that I'd know would be two guys from work (who I don't know that well), who would be with their wives (who I don't know at all) and one of the other directors who has an unnerving twinkle in his eye sometimes (harmless, I'm sure!)

And I had a feeling there wouldn't be any sausage rolls to hand round. Bugger.

However, only the 'chosen few' were invited from work so I couldn't really not go. Plus there was of course the chance to have a nosey round his house!

As I arrived in the pretty little village...you knew where the party was! All lights were off except in the one thatched cottage. A knot in my tummy, I knocked on the door. Greeted by Dave with the obligatory glass of scotch in his hand...Glenmorangie, at a guess!

A guided tour of the house and a bit of small talk later, I ended up the the 'red room'. Low ceilings and a roaring fire, comfy sofa and a piano by the window, you couldn't help imagining its magic at Christmas time.

There was a lovely looking lady sitting alone on the sofa - in her seventies, probably. Had she come to escape the noise, I asked. Such a warm smile greeted me and we chatted about all sorts. Her husband joined us and decided 'if he was 40 years younger...'. They really were the most delightful couple and enjoyed the company. As did I. A few times, people tried to jolly me back into the the other room and kitchen were all the people my age and a bit older were, but I was having such a nice time, I didn't stay there long.

Mr & Mrs N were worried about me driving home alone, and invited me to stay with them at their B&B up the road. They had a family room! I declined. They said that if I am ever passing their way, I must stop in. I told them that I didn't expect to pass Mendip very often, but would certainly look them up if I did! They kept telling everyone that came in the room that I was such a lovely girl. Mrs N was telling everyone I could be the daughter she'd always wished for.

It was all quite fun, and as they were Dave's parents, he was finding it a mixture of amusing and embarrassing and kept coming to tell me I didn't have to sit with them. But I was enjoying myself!

When I gave them a lift to their B&B at the end of the night, Mrs N gave me such a hug and a kiss, I thought I might pop! She pulled me towards her again and told me that I was a beautiful and kind girl, and that she wanted to leave me all her diamonds!

Well, okay then!

Not the night I expected at all, but I thoroughly enjoyed myself. And I managed to be home by midnight. Maybe parties are okay after all, if you are with the right people!

I thought my memory was good

2005-11-13T18:40:00.000Z

Until I found this site bookmarked and tried it again.

Still, I got all the Stan's right which is still pretty amazing in my book!

Just testing...

2005-11-13T18:14:00.000Z

...as I wrote a few posts the other day and they didn't work

Down on the beach

2005-08-07T20:13:00.000+01:00

I wish I had my camera with me today. But I reckon it would have taken a better photographer than me to capture the bird who was dive bombing into the calm sea and coming up with a fish every time. He was quite sure that he wanted everyone to see...making the loudest noise ever until everyone on the beach was looking and then he'd plummet like a stone.

Well I say everyone - every adult. The children continued in their own sweet way. Digging. Climbing. Running. Squealing. Laughing. Generally having a great time.

10 days and not a dickybird

2005-08-07T20:11:00.000+01:00

Here is how our home looks online. It has been up for sale for 10 days now and not one viewing. harrumph

A letter to the terrorists

2005-07-10T18:52:00.000+01:00

This says it all

The Birthday List

2005-07-03T11:02:00.000+01:00

I had a lovely day. A lie in, followed by and hour or so on the computer, a nice chat with my Daddy. Then out to the sales where I bought 2 pairs of jeans, a pair of trousers and a pair of trackie bottoms for £30. (but I might have to return the jeans as they are too long...quite a novelty for me!). Anyway - here is the list...
£65 cash
£25 House of Fraser vouchers
Top
Undies
Cheeky Monkey Pyjamas
Perfume
Estee Lauder Face Wash
Belt
Peep toe Stilettoes
Drinking straws with parasols

And 2 mahoosive bunches of flowers. One from my husband and one anonymous one from somewhere who says I am a stinky monkey! (Thanx, bro x)

Films

2005-07-03T10:55:00.000+01:00

Total Number of Films Owned: Personally, about 3.

Last Film Bought: I have never bought a film.

Last Film Watched: Enduring Love. Last night. I enjoyed it. A bit different to my normal choice and made even more enjoyable by the wonderful lead actor, whose name I don't know but he is in Layer Cake, too. Yum.

Five Favorite Films That I Watch Frequently or That Mean A Lot To Me:

Pretty Woman
Notting Hill
Trainspotting
Shirley Valentine
Grease

Movie you would most like to see again if you could find it: I know I could find it very easily, but for some reason I have never seen 'The Sound of Music'.

5 things I miss about childhood

2005-07-03T10:45:00.000+01:00

1. Holidays at Freshwater East.

2. Being fed when I was poorly. Always grated cheese sandwiches with the crusts cut off. And a glass of orange squash with a straw. Pure decadence.

3. My Grandad

4. Jumble sales. With proper bargains. A whole sack of clothes for a few quid and none of them had been to several car boot sales first

5. Grange Hill on TV.

This was last night

2005-06-24T22:35:00.000+01:00

...we sat outside and watched until we started to get splated with big globs of rain.

Dorset

Prune

2005-06-08T20:53:00.000+01:00

Not the food!
My honeysuckle needs a chop but I'm not sure how. I want to to grow up (to train it round the door) but it seems to want to grow outwards.
Any tips?

Fed up

2005-06-04T16:38:00.000+01:00

Was really looking forward to tidying the house, putting the copious amounts of washing away from the holiday and tidying the crazy honeysuckle.

Instead I am watching TV and messing around on the net cos I have a twisted ankle. Don't even ask how it happened!

Harrrumph

Body clock madness

2005-06-01T06:25:00.000+01:00

Due mainly to the fact that I am permanently tired, I am not sure whether I have suffered jet lag before. Or maybe its because most of my holidays and trips have been relatively close to home. Either way, I have adjusted back to normal life fairly quickly.
And going on holiday, I was absolutely fine.

But this time, its weird. I got home on Monday and went to bed about 15:00, got up again at 20:00, went to bed again at midnight and got up again at 16:00 yesterday. Went to bed about 23:00 and was wide awake at 03:00 this morning. I stayed in bed until I heard the Priory clock strike 4 and got up, worried that my fidgeting would wake Alex. He woke up about half an hour later, joined me downstairs, put MTV on and fell back asleep on the sofa. I have been messing around on the net. I'll start getting ready for work soon. 8.30 til 6 won't be easy today, I I expect to be hoarse by the time I have repeated my holiday exploits 20 thousand times!

Hard life, this holidaying lark!

The squirrel tree

2005-05-11T21:21:00.000+01:00

The squirrel tree
Originally uploaded by S Nic.

A visit to Exbury Gardens was surprisingly good. My mother in law wanted to take us to see the bluebells. What I didn't realise was how beautiful everything else would be, too. More photos on Flickr. I loved this tree and imagine the squirrels scampering up and down...not that I know they caused the shredded trunk but it seems likely

Its not true

2005-04-26T19:12:00.000+01:00

You're Love in the Time of Cholera!

by Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Like Odysseus in a work of Homer, you demonstrate undying loyalty by
sleeping with as many people as you possibly can. But in your heart you never give
consent! This creates a strange quandary of what love really means to you. On the
one hand, you've loved the same person your whole life, but on the other, your actions
barely speak to this fact. Whatever you do, stick to bottled water. The other stuff
could get you killed.

Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

my ray of sunshine

2005-04-25T22:24:00.000+01:00

my ray of sunshine
Originally uploaded by S Nic.

No point to showing you this other than I like it and I am playing with flickr!

Wot no pud?

2005-04-25T20:00:00.000+01:00

Puddings are not a regular occurence in this household. So when my husband decided he fancied some, I came all over inadequate in the wife department. So I quietly went off into the kitchen and had a rummage.
Got an apple, peeled it, chopped it a sprinkled it with a little brown sugar. I put it in the microwave for about 3 minutes. I found an old, and I mean old, packet of Dream Topping at the back of the cupboard and mixed that up.
I put the apple into a tumbler, splodged Dream Topping on and finishing with a few blobs of black cherry jam.
Et Volia....

Culinary genius, me!

I never was one for physics

2005-04-21T19:35:00.000+01:00

but I wonder whether this will really change the course of the world

Just when you thought you knew someone...

2005-04-20T21:59:00.000+01:00

I am absolutely shocked by the post on my aunt's thread yesterday. She would be the last person in the world that I would think of as being late for anything. She has always struck me as being so organised and methodical. And I am always slightly embarassed at my constant inability to arrive at her house at the said time.
She usually gets an awkward call saying 'I'm just getting on the M11' when I am actually supposed to be sitting down to lunch with them in Norfolk.
How refreshing to know that she is probably still wandering about in her nightie deadheading plants/looking at old photographs/cleaning the gunk off the ketchup jar (or similar, suddenly important and time consuming jobs)
My husband thinks it is funny that I pride myself on only having been late once so far for the job I have had since the end of January. It humours him that we always seem to leave home at the time we are due to arrive somewhere else. But at least I can now tell him its a family tradition.

A little boy, Joshua!

2005-04-19T22:14:00.000+01:00

Born at 09:15 this morning. Weighing in at 8.11 I hear! Mother and baby doing well. Ahhhhhhh!

Fingers and everything crossed for Kirstie...

2005-04-18T21:35:00.000+01:00

My friend is booked in to have a c-section tomorrow. And I kinda feel responsible. Last year she confided in me that her and her husband desperately wanted children but she was too scared about the whole labour/giving birth thing. They have been together since school and married for 10 years and they saw all their friends having babies and she was getting more and more upset with herself for being such a scaredy cat. After a 10 minute conversation in the car, I reminded her that her folks are pretty well off and that she could always go for the 'too posh to push' option. And within a couple of months, she was pregnant! Such excitement, but in recent weeks, a bundle of nerves. I hope it will all go smoothly for her. Such a lovely, caring, funny girl

Summer has arrived

2005-04-18T21:33:00.000+01:00

I made it happen by not wearing my coat to work for over a week. And then today I saw two old dears sitting on a bench in the middle of Bournemouth eating ice cream. They still had their coats on, mind. Still a bit of a chill in the air, really!

123.5

2005-04-11T20:42:00.000+01:00

A new book meme is circulating and its rules are these:

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't search around and look for the coolest book you can find. Do what's actually next to you.

'Season to taste, add the thyme and bring to the boil'

Who would have thought that my nearest book was a cookery one?!

Hello you crackpots x

2005-04-07T18:37:00.000+01:00

An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across her neck. One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water. At the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.

For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home
only one and a half pots of water. Of course, the perfect pot was
proud of its accomplishments. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.

After 2 years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house." The old woman smiled, "Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them. For two years Ihave been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house."

Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. You've just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them.

To all of my crackpot friends, have a great day and remember to smell
the flowers.

DIY ahead

2005-03-28T09:03:00.000+01:00

Well, after the nice man came to visit, we received a quote through the post. £1075. Looks like we better get our butts in gear and do it ourselves.

We cycled to the beach today

2005-03-25T17:53:00.000Z

and the smell of the sand made me want to eat bovril sandwiches. The ones where the butter has melted into the bread and no matter how careful you are, there is the odd crunch where the sand has crept in.

Instead I had an ice cream.

Clean shoes make all the difference!

2005-03-22T20:51:00.000Z

We had a chap come round this evening to quote for painting the interior of our flat in preparation for selling. Of course, I was late leaving work so Alex had to show him around and tell him what we wanted.

I found the chaps details through a networking event that I do and he sounded nice on the phone. But really wanted to meet him and have that gut feel you get about tradesman.

Alex liked him and said he would trust him with our house keys to get on with the job whilst we were at work. On what basis? His shirt was well ironed and his shoes were nice and shiny. Me thinks Alex was in the army too long!

Walking the dog

2005-03-22T20:47:00.000Z

Yesterday morning I nearly crashed the car on the way to work. I saw an elderly woman walking her dog and had to do a double take to look again. The dog was a black soft toy which she had on a lead which she was dragging behind her. It wasn't even one of those motorised ones that 'walk'. I laughed and phoned Alex. He'd seen her before and knew who I was talking about. Then it struck me as rather sad. And today, thinking about it again, I decided that she is either clearly bonkers and doesn't care what people think or she has something wrong with her and believes this is a real pet. Anyway - I rather suspect she is happy in her own little world.

Never seen anything like it...

2005-03-14T20:29:00.000Z

...seagulls and swans that weren't interested in the bread I was trying to feed them. Even most of the ducks turned their beaks up at it. A bright but breezy Sunday afternoon probably meant they were already full to the brim from previous visitors to the Quay. Either that or they'd clocked the 'healthy' bread we were trying to offload on them!

Murder

2005-02-03T19:30:00.000Z

It is highly possible, I'd go so far as to say probable, that I will kill my neighbour, Janet.

I am hoping that we sell our home to the rowdiest and most ignorant family that has ever walked this earth. If I could get the money, I would eagerly sell to some illegal immigrants who will run a brothel with a side line in drug dealing. Maybe they could test sound systems and drive juggernauts. If I am really lucky they may even feed the birds....white bread.

The crazy neighbour in Camberley has nothing on this woman.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Too old for this lark

2005-01-22T20:28:00.000Z

Last night I went out, into Bournemouth, with 'drunken Sarah'. For those of you at our wedding - you'll know who I mean! It was nice to go to places that I like, but don't usually go. One place, in particular, I love. Klute has a reputation for being a bit stuck up and sloany. But I like it. Its uber cool. I particularly like the guy who plays bongo drums along to anything and everything the DJ plays. Sarah commented that they were playing different music than normal. Sounded great to me. Some chap she knows was chatting to me and said 'Can't believe they are playing Queen'. I could tell he expected me to be disgusted. Not very cool, Queen. My response "Yeah, I know. Great isn't it" *springs wildly off on a dancing mission*

Been into my new office today

2005-01-18T19:46:00.000Z

...and I'm knackered! I was only there from 10 til 4. Much eating of Ryvita and quoting Little Britain. Good for the senses.

Big Brother

2005-01-15T11:19:00.000Z

A while ago, I registered here to try and get tickets to be in the audience for Top Gear. Alex loves the cars and I love Jeremy Clarkson!
That hasn't happened yet, but on Thursday, I got an email saying I could have tickets to go to the 'Big Brother' eviction last night.
So we wrapped up warm (but not warm enough!) and trundled up to Elstree. Standing around from 19:15 until 22:30 and cheering on demand turned out to be quite fun! Davina was lovely. And funny. And we were told that we were guaranteed to get tickets to the final.

My thoughts were unfortunately correct

2005-01-05T13:38:00.000Z

I have pasted this from a discussion forum I frequent, where I raised my 'what about other charities' question. Here is one response:

'I work in HIV research, and we've just been told that we'll no longer be getting a grant we were due to get, as the money is going to the tsunami fund. I don't begrudge them the money in the slightest, but we have 40 million people living with HIV/AIDS, and nearly 5 million a year dying from it. Make funds available for the tragedy that's happened with the tsunami, but not at the expense of equally good causes!'

Tragic

Top ten things I should be doing instead of this...

2005-01-04T13:41:00.000Z

1. Painting the hall
2. Tidying away the dishes
3. Cycling
4. Food shopping
5. Packing boxes
6. Taking down Christmas decs
7. Putting a load in the washing machine
8. Putting clean clothes away
9. Hoovering
10. Sorting out my cards business

Great Minds?

2005-01-04T13:24:00.000Z

Something has been playing on my mind for a few days now. And today I have read on my mums site that she is thinking along similar lines.
It has astounded me that the nation has been so generous towards the disaster in Asia.
But I wonder whether that will affect other charities? Will people feel they have done their bit for the year?
Although I have been reduced to tears on more than one occasion, I have decided not to donate to this disaster. I still cannot make up my mind whether this is the 'right' thing to do or not.
But I will continue to donate to cancer, childrens and ex-servicemens charities as I always have done. I don't think there are unworthy charities, but I cannot donate to them all.

Cocktail Help

2004-12-30T19:34:00.000Z

I am not the world's greatest googler so I asked on 'hitched'.

Me - 'Can you tell me what is in an 'Orgasm'?'

Helpful Hitcher - don't know off the top of my head, but will search for you....

Minute later Helpful Hitcher posts again - 'note to self - don't type 'orgasm' into google again!....'

Made me laugh

The steamer is great

2004-12-28T20:30:00.000Z

MIL got me a steamer for Christmas. Its okay, I don't need to thump her - I asked for one! And tonight I used it. Its great - for the first time ever, we had proper grown up rice. Not over cooked rice puddingy type rice like I usually serve. Hub was amused that I served said rice with sausages, yorkshire pud and gravy. What's wrong with that? (And I notice his plate is empty!)

For the love of a list...

2004-12-28T19:27:00.000Z

...I return. I read someone else's weblog and wanted to make my own list, but had nowhere to do it.

FIRSTS
First car: Fiat Uno 60S. What a great car. Should've stuck with it.
First screen name: Baby
First self purchased CD: No idea
First CD? No idea
First pets: Mackie the cat. But she wasn't mine she was my brothers. Lucy Scrapper the hamster was mine.
First piercing/tattoo: Ears at about 17 or 18 years old. I wasn't allowed them done until 16 and of course, I didn't want them anymore then! Had them done cos bumped into a friend in town who wanted her 2nd lot done and wanted moral support

LASTS
Last cigarette: The evening of my wedding in September
Last car ride: Home from my father in laws on Boxing Day
Last good cry: About 2 weeks ago
Last library book checked out: Bums. That reminds me they are overdue. One about saving money and a couple about changing career
Last kiss: Tonight
Last crush: None that spring to mind. Does fancying David Essex for the last thousand years count?
Last phone call: Today at lunch time from my husband asking me to pay his parking ticket!
Last footwear worn: Slippers
Last song played: Ronan Keating
Last item bought: Car park ticket
Last annoyance: Whacking my hand on the wardrobe today
Last shirt worn: New white & pink stripe from Next. From mother in law for xmas - tried on today
Last website visited: http://www.20six.co.uk/Beso
Last word/s you said: pickle
What color of underwear are you wearing? Black
What's under your bed?: Dust. An emergency escape ladder. Probably a sock. Probably an old tissue. Probably a half read book of hubs
What time did you wake up today?: 8am

FUTURE
Where do you want to go? Holiday wise? To Tahiti. But that's booked. Would also love to go back to Hong Kong
What is your career going to be? Lets not talk about that
Where are you going to live? Somewhere near here
How many kids do you want? Two
What kind of car(s): BMW. But a Clio is more realistically achieveable this year

CURRENT
Current mood: Hopeful
Current music: My Ronan
Current taste: Dinner. Which was sausages, Yorkshire Pud, Rice and Gravy
Current hair: Long. Brown. Boring
Current clothes: Slob stuff
Current annoyance(s): People getting annoyed that their honeymoon to the Maldives is cancelled. At least 55,000 people are DEAD FFS.
Current book: The book of lists.
Current hate: The job I am about to resign from

UNIQUE
Nervous Habits? Blushing
Are you double jointed? No
Can you roll your tongue? Yep
Can you raise one eyebrow at a time? No
Can you blow spit bubble? Yep
Can you cross your eyes? Yep
Tattoos? ewwww, no. I am a laydee
Pierced and where? Just my ears. Just the once
Do you make your bed daily? I think about it

CLOTHES
Which shoe goes on first? Whichever one I find first
Speaking of shoes, have you ever thrown one at anyone? I don't think so
On the average, how much money do you carry in your wallet? £20
What jewellery do you wear? Wedding & engagement rings. Watch. Sometimes earrings
Favourite piece of clothing? My noo noo. In other words, my pashmina!

FOOD
Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it? Cut. Lots
Have you ever eaten Spam? Yep
Favourite ice cream flavour? Haagen Das Cookie Dough
Favourite candy treat? Munchies. But the bag, not the packet. They are a different shape and taste better
Ideal bagel? No thanks
How many cereals in your cabinet? 3 or 4