Finally found myself

Had a good day today, chilled out in the morning chatting to Beryl about the usual gossipy junky mcdonalds diet of chit chat it was quite amusing that there was no milk left for Beryls coffee so she didnt mind using dried milk (yuck!) Did my usual emailing, washing cat dishes, contemplating life, I think if I get more involved with the RSPCA and get driving in some capacity I might actually crack this ridiculous notion a confidence crisis... theres people out there that believe in me but the only person that really has to get the ball rolling is myself.
Mum came in sorted out phone calls, did a few things round the house and then collected some very frightened ferral kittens from the Warings. Took the decision to bring them here as we had more facilities and knew what was what rather than giving them to Penny and Graham in Goole. Feel mean but its alot easier in some ways. Very cute, wide eyed, frightened but could make very appealing cats one ginger and white, a couple of gingery brown tabby type kittens, I have the job of going and checking on them and trying to handle them a bit by wrapping them in towels and stuff. Could be 'fun' !
Early afternoon was spent chilling having the usual trashy tv dinner, watching Jerry Springer and chatting about cats etc. Some contrasting stories on there today - the results of a DNA test - a tattooed angry bloke found out his dad was definitely his dad but didnt want to know him as he would not admit his mistakes and confess that the now grown up son was a product of his fathers brutality and anger. Very sad, the father was indifferent to it all, yet his body language gave away the steely unemotional side that had so enraged his long suffering children over the years. Its so sad how families cannot get along because of the past.
Then the very strange case, a besotted girl who wants to have a baby with her flatmate, the only problem being hes gay and shes a young tearaway (ooh that rhymes!) shes been trying to get pregnant using a turkey baster...mmm..niiiice.. he thinks shes irresponsible and although he once thought shed be a good parent has now gone back on it, breaking her poor little misguided heart. Shes begged stolen and borrowed off "friends" who are now slagging her off and ganging up on her, her female friend and Jerry told her in no uncertain terms she was better waiting for the right man and it seemed confusing and bizarre that the gay guy didnt want to bring it up with a partner, he wanted to bring it up with his friend, even though he sid he didnt love her and wasnt attracted to her in any way. Riight. In otherwords, ones selfish, ones deluded and the friends are just at the others throats in a war of words... fantastic!!! Just like an average episode of Shameless.. then there was the serious shambolic story of the girl who became a prostitute at 17 and took crack to shut off the emotional and physical pain. Even though shes quit prostitution shes still deep in debt and dabbling in drugs the mother and sister were frustrated, angry, upset, hurt, she was just in a slurred stupor half crying half staring dreamily very very very disturbing. A pretty young woman whos made some very poor judgements and although, as Jerry said, it was obvious her family loved her, as a serious drug user, part of the illness is that she does not and cannot comprehend her actions or the reactions of those around her. Its a selfish, lonely, long road of darkness and despair and it was really good how Jerry dealt with it, firm, fair, but brutally honest. "Shes going to have to go cold turkey, talking about it isnt going to be enough..." She'd come on the show to prove she hadnt been on drugs but she openly admitted she was still sky high on them. Not yet 25 and she looked like the living dead.
On a positive note Mum took me to see Thomas it was so cute that he was pleased to see me and fussed all round me. Awww. Hes got a very nice home though. Talked for ages about all the cats we've got, how old we think Thomas is, what he gets up to, it was really nice. The Beatties are so nice and relaxed and Thomas is fine with them rubbing round their legs laying out on the floor or the chairs. I miss him miaowing away but hes got people who really love him and can give him alot of attention, the other cats get jealous here and its bad enough having Patchy here wanting to play with cats that are well past the kitten stage(!)
Had my hair done, always feel better for that!!!..went home, chilled out, went on the PC, typed up a piece for the Courier about the cats in care and showed it to Peter and Barbara when they turned up. It was pouring it down with rain and they couldnt find Cybil, yet when they went she turned up around ten minutes later. I said that would happen!!! Barbara and Peter did like Patch and they got loads of pictures of him which is great.
Cooked home made lasagne that we'd frozen a week or so ago, it was very nice but very filling, Stu was his usual narky self moaning and groaning about my arrangements for the gym with Alex and Dad was putting in his two penneth worth. I appreciate that Stu sometimes doesnt want to pick her up and do all the ferrying around but getting Alex to do things and ask people stuff is like getting blood out of a stone at times, she doesnt always think. Not that she doesnt care its just how she is. As Dad said, to be fair, Stu likes driving so thats why I asked him to do it. In the end after much mucking around and confusion Alex came to our house, Stu drove us to the gym and joined us for a bit.
It was good that I forced myself to go but I wanted to go at 7.30 we went at 7.15 I was still feeling the effects of having tea late. I know I know when I get a job I'll have to be flexible but its just my small stomach I think, I just cant eat alot of heavy food and go to the gym less than an hour after. But the stitch wore off eventually and I really got into it. Alex was a bit of a chicken with some of it but I think because I went for it she got a bit more enthusiastic this time. Its too easy to overboard when you cant initially feel the effects of the exercise then you pay for it ten minutes later when you rush on to the next machine and wonder why you've got twinges a minute into the programme! Theres something to be said for the Grolsch advert mentality...rushing only means you lose more fat but dont really tone and strengthen very well. Oh do shut up woman you're sounding like a fitness fanatic...
Stuart picked us up - Mum rang my phone the minute I got in the car and she came over, there'd been yet more confusion about who was picking us up!! I dont know...life's never simple is it? Anyway, she went home, Stu took Alex home, we came back and then I've just been chilling out reading the latest gossip and sports news online. Its been quite a buzzing, busy day for a change. I'm really hoping I dont let it slip and I get on with this driving thing and getting my ears pierced, I want to have direction in my life its all very well going on about Jerry Springer and going on about how many cats and kittens we've got but whats the real meaning in my life? Whats really going on??? hmmm....
Usual mishmash of tv, chatter and chilling, watched Jerry Springer - bit boring a set of twins hating each other because one is jealous of the other one cant have kids etc etc yawn yawn... so pathetic and fickle.. a stick thin ex drug addict accused of being violent towards her husband who was also on drugs, one had had drink problems, she was very eccentric and spoke in a slurred manner, he seemed far too laid back, they didnt sleep together anymore and he was accused of not spending enough time with the children or with her... all very 'solveable' as Jerry puts it but when youre on drugs or alcohol or weaning yourself off it it takes a long time for them to tune in to other peoples hopes fears and dreams and connect with them again. They said it had all changed when she'd had kids and her youngest was just a year old, the eldest was eight, so theres alot of emtional baggage and delicate issues as she admitted she was paranoid about herself and what other people thought of her, they both really needed to chill out wake up and smell the coffee not the weed or whatever they took..
Also watched the devils foodcake that is footballers wives extra time ooooooooooh the strawberries and cream scene.......tanyas sister in turmoil = what a shame...oliver c racking his dad one, Angelica being given the big brother treatment with a tracking device, the oh so evil moment when Bruno's newly found daughter realises shes become queen sh* stirrer as her plan to get Lucy to see what her dads up to backfires in spectacular fashion - Lucy had seen a ring thought it was for her to get her to renew her vows but really it was for his 'real' wife!! gets her to wear it and they bump into each other... ooo errrrrrr........ its a a brilliant, brain mushing bonkfest and to be honest I dont know why they call it footy wives, i can think of ruder titles...theres so little of it...
Topped it all off with random channel hopping and the last ten minutes or so of a discussion about everything from Africa, political correctness gone mad with Trafalgar 'celebrations' and Malcom Glaziers motives... very thought provoking... Otis Ferryscum was on and it was rather telling when he said if he could remove any people from the country it'd be the politicians who voted against fox hunting and a large section of the audience booed him... gossiped about Lembit Opik Dad and I sniggered like schoolchildren when I said he went out with Sian Lloyd the weather girl and I said shes got a huge gob wonder why he likes her, he said obviously shes got a big k*b boom boom...dear me! In between times there was some interesting points like why dont we twin towns with places in Africa, why is it always Europe..putting African acts in between the other acts as kind of warm up acts for Live 8 would have been a viable idea to calm the stormy waters about the line up being too white... the Conservative blonde saying shes a Scum fan and thinks because football is a business and so it was somewhat inevitable Glaziers have to be given time (what a suprise, she looked like a prawn muncher!) Otis pipped in saying he knew nothing about football (again, what a suprise) but said if what he'd read was true he poses a threat to tradition and the beliefs of the fans... there was also ramblings about democracy, a row about the second world war being fought against facism between Benn and the audience...celebrations of war should be replaced with peace.......it was really really good it suprised me that Mum said she and Dad used to watch it quite a bit at one point. Shame we cant get Stu to watch more cultured things...

A New Beginning???

I woke today feeling very determined not to get down about the lack of action in my life and I blew any insecurities out of the water soon enough as I breezed my way through the bargains, blitzed the bank and became bouncier and more bold as the hours went on. I got Katy to try on some different clothes, laughed, had a heart to heart, it was really really strangely inspiring. Suddenly I realised hey I'm slim good looking funny and happening, wake up and smell the coffee luv!!!!! People I'd known five seconds were bowled over by my bubbly nature and Id just dismissed it as a bit of a laugh but then thinking about it, hey, this is why people think I'm fun ans funky, I have a kick ass attitude I'm no shrinking violet, I I'm a shopping snob, soccer nut, intelligent yet so insane in a few quick moves... hey I'm no boring sad surfer freak moaning about her pathetic love life that isnt the real me!! So you heard it here first!!!!
I got up early, 7.30! (well its early for me, alright???) amazingly I bothered to have breakfast AND a smoothie. Health freak alert.. Stu took me to the station around 9am and I waited for Katy. She seemed ok, shes a bit fed up underneath and there seems uncertainty about her mum and dads future together but shes very much looking forward to her brothers Wedding. When she tells me things though, its all about other people and what theyve said to her and their stories but not enough about what she actually thinks and feels, it boils down to I'm going out Saturday work is boring and thats all she'll say. Talked about Jemma, shes annoying both of us with her antics over this boyfriend, neither of us are very taken with her attitude. Shes so hot and cold, slimey, snakey, yet she wants people to be involved with her life. Like Mum said once, shes all one way traffic and" its nice that (I) still bother" because she says one thing and means another like Katy said shed been going on about what I'd been saying to her things that are rather private and making jokes and its not very polite or sticking to rules o friendship.
I do have faith that Katy she'll grow as a person, unlike Jemma who controls her mother, its a case with Katy if her mum will let her. Shes too controlling and bossy as if Katy is still teenager panicking about what she'll buy and what shes doing all the time. I know its hard for them to let go but its most damaging when youve got a 22 year old going on 23 living at home giving more money than necessary to her mother and being introverted and afraid to do what she wants. At first most of the conversations centered around worrying that what she had bought was "junk" yet in the next breath justifying it by saying "its my money" Admittedly she is obsessed with handbags and purses but then I am obsessed with blonde blokes, football and a whole host of things.... the point is you have to channel it for good, and not let it become a sticking point between yourselves and your parents or whoever. Football is good for me, its an emotional outlet, Dad enjoys it, Mum doesnt mind watching it and Stu doesnt mind it now and then, its something to talk about and discuss and pick brains. The blonde bloke thing, well its just a bit of a laugh and it provides a bit of comedy on a wet night out in Goole when your lovely freshly styled hair is getting seeped in cig smoke and your companions are two scared to chat anyone up for a lark. I felt like I was taking over going in all these shops trying things on laughing and joking about things and she was on autopilot vacant katy mode but all it took was a few prods and rib tickling, gentle persuasion and we were there.
I have to laugh at her Mum saying she'd look ok in a gypsy skirt. Put it this way I look fat in the things and I've got eight per cent body fat on me!!!! They just made her look frumpy and schoolmarmish. I felt like Trinny and Susannah rolled into one at times I just picked things up and said things like thats nice isnt it and I like those colours to get her to respond and say something other than "yeah" or "no" or "alright then" like Alex used to do. Im such a tyrant!!!!! I stopped her from buying handbags and purses frog marching her out playfully but I failed on the food front I did contemplate getting a jacket potato but I went for pizza and chips because I felt a bit emotionally mixed up and its a womens problem thing I just thought hey its just one day I'm going to the gym tomorrow. Wish I could persuade Katy shes just using excuses, Alex is as bad though, I'm not overly sure if shes definitely coming tomorrow.
Cant believe Angelina Jolies pregnant with Brads kid, now that did get a conversation and a half going, we debated about what made her want to do that and why the hell Jennifer Aniston wouldnt have children with him because shed already had a very successful money-bagged career with Friends and a few movies time off wouldve made her less selfish and bond more with Brad. But then would that be like the Beckhams scenario, a band aid baby?? miaowww we bitched about them as well, we both agreed Beckham deep down probably fancies something more voluptuous and interesting than her as much as I hate Rebecca Loo's snakey, over-sexual manner shes more exciting and dangerous for a henpecked fed up world weary Brand Beckham..
I waxed lyrical about my make up (she couldnt believe id paid £26 for a small box of makeup! Couldnt resist..) and dropped hints to get Katy to try something but she chickened out. It'd be really good to get her to have a makeover. She told me about her hair for the wedding but Im curious as to what makeup shes going to wear I think its great shes going to be a bridesmaid as its given her a discipline she wants to lose weight and look good and she'll get a fair amount of focus so she'll have a certain degree of responsibilities as one of the older bridesmaids. Its also nice shes going on holiday with her Mum round the med on a cruise but kind of suprised, she later got cookies for her dad but nothing for her mum, perhaps shes like the Auntie Sandra & Nana relationship, hot and cold....
I could go on and on about what shops we went in - made Katy laugh as I got a poster of Smithy and I made jokes about Hayden Christensen as I found a postcard pic of him - Katys got him on her phone and on the way to Meadowhall we talked about how she thought he was cute in the film blah de blah - shes not fussy like me, she has fancied everyone from Jon Bon Jovi to Michael Flatley (dont ask!!!!!!!) Anyway back to business.. Katy got some nice tops from Morgan after some gentle persuasion, I felt bad that shed only got a Green Day tshirt and badge at this point. Bitched about Jemma, shed texted and started off yet another discussion about what shed been saying about me and how shes pot kettle black..wont bore you but we had a field day.. then the incident with the blonde bloke - made some lighthearted remarks to some shop assistants and he came over and asked if my skirt was the right size for me (it was falling off me!!) kind of a bit Alan Smithish so I was quite happy :) sad woman!! I was so sky high giggling away being all jovial and jokey with anyone and everyone that would listen - I'm sure a few acquaintances left with very sore ears!!! My feet were sore for sure! I'd really burnt rubber cruising round the shops like a dog on heat slobbering at the Diesel stuff in House of Fraser, ogling the opulent jewellery oh I'm a designer diva a fashion victim a total and utter shopping slut hee hee...
Finally went off for the train around half four, had a good old chin wag and then Dad picked me up. I've really felt alot better for it yesterday Id felt a little down and been harsh on myself. Mum was really impressed with my bargains, joked about Angelina and Brad, handed out the presents (got Stu dynamite shaped pencils, Mum and Dad some Thorntons Viennese truffles) Mum liked the cuddly squirrel I got for Nanas birthday told me that theres only one squirrel left as theyre very sure the bloke doesnt trap them and release them (he hates squirrels the guy next door) he shoots them..nice man!! Mulled around, answered emails and then Stuart convinced me to go down and try Nanas mini...

A Doggy Drama and a Confidence Crisis

Woke up feeling a bit sorry for oneself. I keep getting misinterpreted and over-evaluated in terms of my love life and its making me think I'm either inadquate or insane which is really unfair. You dont choose who you fall in love with it just happens. Ive got to stop this cloud of negativity Im going shopping tomorrow and myahir looks nice I've got a slim figure I have plenty of things to say and debate about I shouldnt talk or think my way into pushing myself into a self-imposed scrap heap...
To add fuel to the fire of negativity, its that time of the month and I just couldnt be bothered to stay in bed longer even though I really could have done with it. Ive got cat dishes to do and clothes to wash and all I want to do is dig myself a hole and bury my head in it for a few hours!!!! Add to this depressing mixture the news from Stu that Scamp has been taken ill hes had some kind of seizure whilst at work so that upset me a bit I just thought great what a day whens something positive and happy going to crop up?? Its perhaps highly appropriate that the song 'I need a hero' kept repeating itself in my head as I played the piano and watched TV.
I answered emails, mulled over comments on message boards about celebs and footy, read the scandals online and tried to chill out a bit. Washed the cat dishes, chatted to Sharon, went to see the cats briefly - the mother cat still wont let me pick any of them up. The grey one with blue eyes is going to be a poster puss its beautiful. The new stray is quite sweet but a bit shy, which is understandable since its been a stray for quite some time.
Mum turned up and told me all about Scamp, hes hopefully going to be ok and not have another seizure they were worried that he might induce a heart attack but his heart's fine. Poor thing. Both went to see the cats and by the time she'd got a look at the mother cat and kittens the kittens were asleep and she didnt like to wake them up, shame! They need handling because the mother's totally feral. They want to see you the grey one really squeaks and tries to come over to you but gets put off by the mothers constant growling(!) The raggy boy from the streets was in a corner being a bit cautious but hes very sweet. Hes got fleas and eczema and hes in a bit of a rough state.
Watched Jerry with dinner it was as raucous as ever - a woman who cheated on her husband wanted to know if her husband had fathered a baby through a one night stand - pot, kettle, black, he said he would take responsibility and had no problems with the whole thing he admitted he wasnt sure if it was his or not, the two other women, the mother of the one night stand girl and the girl who had the baby nattered and nittered over him like two vulgar vultures I felt really sorry for him. He was very upfront and honest and just wanted the thing over with. The mother kept harping on about how she knew it was his child but then the daughter had admitted later that shed had a dna test done for another possible father - whos to say theres another man that could be a possible father if shes lied to her mother on the one occasion by saying theres only one person in the frame??? Ridiculous!!! Some pillock in the audience asked why he didnt just get on with it and provide for the child since hed been caring for the wifes child despite uncertainties over who was the biological father but then as mum said, hes married to her and loves her, so thats a huge difference to a one night stand that he greatly regrets. Some are so sure that they get a shock when the results are announced like with one a few weeks ago from birmingham!!! So we'll see.... There was also a very tough story about a girl who'd been an alcoholic since 11, the mother said 13 but either way its horrible and she was ashen faced from years of doing cannabis and crack her mothers been looking after her children in th ehope that one day she'll be clean and want to sort her life out for a children. It struck me she desperately wanted the help but needed the shove of a public humiliation of admitting her addictions on a tv show to get it there. Jerry handled it very well and explained that it wasnt his job to counsel her or tell her what to do but just to bring up all the issues and get some kind of resolution for the future. She had a two year old and I think a seven or six year old, very sad. As Jerry said, sadly shes not unique and so many are like that, both said they couldnt afford to take her to rehab and get the proper care Mum and I debated about what level of care you'd get on the NHS and I speculated that because her drugs have been highly illegal perhaps thats why hospitals would be reluctant to give her help or you've got to be psycologically tested for certain things I'm not sure... a curious question...
Rest of the day has been a bit dreary, just been self-pitying, bored, I just need a break away, big style!!! Practiced my songs, wrote a piece for the Hemingbrough fair thing on each cat in Mums pen, decided to call the scraggy cat Billy.
Singing lesson went well I was dreading it a bit because I felt a bit off it and I felt bad I hadnt gone to her choir thing at the church but I just didnt want to go to it and I knew Mum had to pick Dad and Stu up from their Ireland trip around the same time.
Tea was a bit fiery, Stuart and I had a bit of a 'disagreement' on how Heidis vets owe it to us to keep it open and do us loads of favours because "we" give her lots of money... this all cropped up because Mum was panicking as Dad hadnt arrived yet to accompany Mum to pick Scamp up. I agree she should do us favours but we do things for the rspca, for animals, not to get loads of "personal" favours and its saving money for them not for us, we're not a business. He kept going on about I should get a job and live in the real world and Im too politically correct...This is coming from someone who thinks we should gas "wasters" and shoot paedophiles/sex offenders... yeah just get everything your own way and not think about between the lines scenarios I said what about the wealthy farmers who are more wealthy than us shouldnt they get even more preferential treatment, we cant go round being high and mighty with people. You have to respect people and show a bit of humility ifyou want something back, you dont expect and demand things that wont get you anywhere.. he just kept telling me to shut up and going off on me when I shouted at him. He can dish it out but cant take it. I so loved it when they werent here they are a pain in the bum to put it as mildly as I can. He just hates anyone having a different point of view and expects his opinion to be right because hes not ever lived on the other side of the fence let alone appreciated it. Never mind wife swap I think we should do life swap and let him live like some of the people he slags off or scrutinises with such a naive and negative manner...
While Mum and Dad went to get Scamp I went on the internet, typed up stuff for my blogger and wrote some emails. Answered a phone call about someone having a duck and two ducklings in their garden Stu rang mum to try and sort it out.. Grandma rang for a chat talked about how the press build people up and knock them down, my sympathy for British tennis players, the ridiculous fake state of Britains unofficial Royal Family that is the Beckscums(!) and how sweet Stanley is licking Grandmas face and wanting to be with them all the time. Told her about the raggy cat we've got and she agreed with me that cats like Billy turn out to be the most loving and appreciative people have just got to give them time and appreciate what theyve been through. Stuart went off to the gym shortly after I finished the conversation so I dont have to put up with his snivelling and sniping...its ridiculous he has no respect for me whatsoever.
Scamps back he jumped up at me and seemed ok considering, Mum and Dad are sorting out the duck situation and Im just hoping something interesting happens soon (I keep saying that dont I?)
The rest of the evening was a bit of a blur reallynothing totally significant. Mum and Dad think the ducks are wild and need the inspector but havent decided what theyre doing.. watched bits of Corrie, emailed people then decided to watch Ramsays Kitchen which was ffing fab as usual!! A stubborn Italian Stallion lacking in meatballs (boom boom) over priced ordinary food, I think Ramsays wails could be heard throughout the whole of Wales (again boom boom) decent organised staff, young hungry chefs eager to take on the mantle of second chef as they search for a proper head chef, one who thinks hes, and I quoteth "the dogs b***cks the other who "can cook but cant f*king speak like a head chef"

Not alot going on....all a bit empty and meaningless

Bit frustrated and fragile today. Got up earlier than I should have done and checked emails, read the scandals online and talked to Beryl about what I'd been up to, gossiped, showed her my new top and shoes. I had a good moan about how annoying and pathetic celeb's self publicity cravings are I expected better of so called quiet man Michael Owen selling his wedding pics to Hello as if hes living in a goldfish bowl and Cheryl Tweedy and Ashley Cole - one word, BLEURRRRRGHHHHHHH!!! Made her a cup of tea, washed the cat dishes and mulled around. Usual predictable Monday morning! I'm still waiting for something amazing to happen.. I need more purpose in my life!
The woman who let Mum down about the cats had rung John days ago warning him shed be out but of course hes on holiday so gave her Mums number and that got sorted out.. we do like a happy ending. Mum said she was really nice and she absolutely loved the cats which is great.
Watched Jerry Springer with Mum - I do love my trash!!! Usual mix of the good bad and the ugly! But the highlight was definitely a sixty odd year old bloke who admitted to sleeping with a 17 year old Jerry said why did his ex partner bother getting the answers when hes so positive maybe she didnt believe all of it he was proud of it and bragging so much so it made her think get lost youre a dirty old man?? he just wanted sex sex and more sex she just looked like Waynetta slob with a vacant head - I'd have given him the heave ho the first time he cheated not after the 46th girl - he reckoned to have slept with over 500 women!!! He was quite charming and had a very dirty, cartoonesque laugh but the attitude to women was so outdated and nasty. But there again hes an ex pimp...ahem!!! Only Jerry could invite a guest on like that eh?
Went off to the gym late afternoon - had to post my hearing aid off - cannot believe I sent the wrong one!! duhhh! but in my defence one quick glance and they do look the same, apart from the fact the dial is slightly bigger on the one thats faulty.. ho hum.. Mum dropped off a cat trap at yet another place riddled with feral cats and kittens (a catwomans work is never done!!!) The gym was quite steady away saw the usual suspects made me feel a bit better pumping some iron and burning rubber on the treadmill :o) I cant really get into walking or cycling I like the adrenaline rush of doing a work out and watching the music videos. I feel I'm getting somewhere faster as well for some reason, its all in the mind..
Accompanied Mum to Tescos and got Heat Mag (what the hell's with Brad Pitts hair it looks a bit mustardy?? Anyone else think its scary that Cheryl Tweedys ring cost the price of just 1 weeks wages for say someone like Alan Smith, £50k!!) Dad rang to see what the situation was with tea Stuart wanted bangers and mash (not please could I have... tsk!!!) men eh...its been so peaceful without them I know its awful but its true!
Read my magazines, chilled out, Mums been busy yet again with cat phone calls and random jobs around the house so we decided to have tea with the guys. Mum left me watching over the tea around 7.30 and she fetched the guys. I did a little too much broccoli... health freak!!!!! Was I really that starving that I'd contemplated eating several dessert spoonfuls of broccoli??? Now I'm reaaally losing it eh?
The guys were really jolly, Stuart was waxing lyrical about his bargains (tight arse) and whingeing that he could have won more money if it wasnt for Mark (fickle!) even funnier was their reanactments of some of Marks classic moments like saying he liked the name Scorpion saying it was going to win when it was a far back contender, playing football on the roof, Marks drunken behaviour, the gay club.. it sounded like theyd had a great time. Stu had enjoyed the racing the most but hes not like me and Mum I really cant stand the ethics of it all. Theres better things to do than watching bred and interfered with horses being forced to run..
Got a very nice book on Oscar Wilde (of course Id forgotten he was Irish!-duhh!) a football with Guinness logos on it and a huge bottle of Jean Paul Gaultier (yay!!) Chatted some more, chilled out and talked about our shopping trip and how the cats all are (Stu moaned within minutes of arriving about Mum sorting cat phone calls out) Dad was impressed with my shoes and it was quite funny getting him to guess how much my top was.. it is a very nice quality top and I just wonder what I'm going to do when I go to Meadowhall because Im not sure how much I've got in th ebank (tsk!!)
Chilled out, went on the computer, texted a few people mainly about football, blokes, random boring run of the mill stuff. Mr Right must notice me by now, I'm like a rabbit caught in headlights..... whinged a bit to Janine about it all but shes in a similar position really except for Ive got more chance than she has as I have a tiny bit more confidence (ahem!) Wrote a bit of poetry, contemplated life and then I was rudely awoken by the sound of Dad and Stu shouting me to watch footballers wives...
Footballers wives was absolutely brilliant I just LOVE the twists in the tale of the ever fragile " marriage"of Bruno and his missus, both women being freaked out by Brunos overly paternal actions towards his estranged daughter - buying her underwear?! ewww.. lucy has been revealed to not be his legal mrs ooooh.... its all kicking off!! Tanyas sister playing extra time and not really relishing it...getting a car but having to put up with being serviced as part of bosses perks...oooh i lurrrrrrrve it... even better, oliver is inches away from finding out and the bitchiness between her and the old secretary was brilliant, hes an egotistical sex mad womanising monster and his son's a coke head and hes being "looked after" by a scheming two timing double crossing money grabbing blonde, I just loved her face when he suggested moving in with him because her boyfriends a "Loser" Absolutely cannot wait for the next episode!! Oh and Bruno paid his wife off to get a quickie divorce and shes dolled herself up with the dosh....Prada handbags at dawn predicted next week!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Not sure what I'm doing tomorrow besides washing cat dishes and answering cat phone calls. Isnt that sad??

Ive started to believe in fairies!!!

After a slow start - had cat dishes to wash Mum had the dog to walk and cat phonecalls to be answered, Id got up early because I felt a bit chilly but outside it was nice and sunny. Washed my hair and got ready to face the day, and what a day, what could be better than going to my favourite city (Leeds) splashing the soon to be non existent cash????
We went for the Emma Somerset gold card extra 10% off event had a nice glass of orange juice but it was all a bit fuddy duddy or just boring winter/autumn clothes being sold off. Bit of a false start. Then we went into a frenzy picking up a flurry of stuff to try on in Karen Millen, from a green peacock feathered/beaded type skirt to a snakeskin patterned purple and pink number between us we were quite impressed with the sale. I've always liked Karen Millen ever since I got a top worth £80 for £9.50 due to the exceptionally small fit at the shoulders and a slight mark, in the York Outlet store. Beautiful, original designs and some quality bargains without taking away the designer feel of the garments. The Victoria Quarter is lovely, nice and eclectic, not like anything you'd get in good old Goole.. (tsk!) The sun was shining the totty was out and about we spotted a few Leeds shirts new and old, took in the smell of Lush and bitched and ummed and ahhed over peoples outfits - chunky girls rather than curvy girls spilling out of their low rise jeans, skinny older ladies in bright monstrosities, it was fun... Feasted our eyes on the gear in Debenhams - Mums got a crumpled long crimson gypsy skirt and a cute beaded and sequined hippy red and gold patterned top from Principles in there.
The roasted vegetable panini was to die for from Starbucks but the best thing was that I got not one but two pairs of shoes today!!!!! What on earth??? I explained my problem to an assistant in House of Fraser and she said Kurt Geiger were known for stocking smaller shoes and had I tried Zara? I got TWO pairs of Kurt Geiger shoes, one with a flat sole and criss cross brown pink and green polka dot (from House of Fraser) the other a cork wedge with bright stripey material from Kurt Geiger in the Victoria Quarter - finding shoes that are trendy and small enough for me is like finding Lord Lucan, near impossible!!! Zara had some really cute beaded, bejewelled, bright shoes in the childrens sections that looked really adult so if I'm stuck again for an occasion Kurt Geiger or Zara is definitely a goer!! Its ALWAYS when you dont intend to look at something you get it, then when you really want to buy something you come away with nothing! I was that happy I didnt mind that Mum went into M & S to get some food shopping! (mad or what?!) It was such a brilliant, stress free trip! No worries about the time, spending too long dithering over outfits or fiddling about with straps and zips in the changing rooms in a blind panic, no painface in your ear saying are we going home yet after hed got what mr selfish wanted and was really only interested in the pizza express part of a trip to somewhere like leeds... brilliant..just brilliant, i cant complain about the weekend its been great :-) Skint but sky high!!!! :o)
Got back and took some photos of me in my outfit, had a nice roasted vegetable quiche for tea with salad and emailed Natasha about my day and sent her a pic, checked the goss on the web and just been chilling out for the rest of the day. Its been brill. Cant fault weekend, only trouble is now, how do we top this off?????
Chilled out, went on the PC, chatted over a slice of roasted vegetable quiche and salad, its such a shame but we're not really missing the gang much at all. Its nice to have freedom and not worry about what we do and when we do things or what others want.
I watched Ladette to Lady while Mum answered cat phone calls and watered the garden. Its just unbelievable how some people are, the girl that does amateur pole dancing was really tragic, it was shocking but sadly not unthinkable when she confessed to Rosemary that her snogfest the previous night while off duty with the girls wasnt as bad as what shed normally do, ie, go all the way (ahem) with them. One can only hope she was "careful" when doing this but then theres no bets on thsi since she only does this when shes absolutely drunk.... sad.... the others problems - being rebellious, tomboyish, flaunting flesh and strong "unfeminine" language and pronounciation seem pale in comparison!!!!!!!!
Rounded the evening off by watching Sherlock Holmes and the Case of the Silk Stocking. Absolutely top drawer. I almost choked on my chocolate torte watching the stockings being pulled out of dead girls mouths and the ashen almost unrecognisable face of Rupert Everett as Holmes high on Opium and cigarettes...

Moggies and Mayhem!

Started off as a very quiet morning, got up around quarter to nine and got back in bed again, got up just after 10 and mulled around, checked emails, did chores for mum and answered the phone. I practiced a few songs, surfed the web and just generally chilled out.
Then around lunch time Mum rang up in a state because the people that said theyd have the cats from Cliffe that were on the waiting list (black and white four year old with one eye, an almost all white cat of a similar age) werent in when she called, she had suspicions theyd changed their minds as the house was empty and all she could see was a load of suitcases. Shed ended up rushing around Tescos to get ingredients for the lasagne because she was worried about leaving the already very stressed cats in the car too long. I washed the cat dishese, got the beds ready and talked to Patch - hes very sweet I dont know why anyone doesnt want him because he just wants to play with you and be cuddled all the time.
Mum glued the phone to her ear talking about cats and settled in the two big cats - they make Tiger look like a waif its unbelievable. They are quite cute though. Mum has had to put them in Patchy's pen and move him int he middle but Patchy only goes in there at night and is quite fine hanging around the garden and house most of the time, he just wants to be with you.
Had some cheese and bread and cucumber and houmous, chatted, read the papers, cleared up and decided to take a break before we embark on the great cook off making a few lasagnes to put in the freezer.
Do you ever feel like somethings going to happen soon??? I know I do feel that right now..somethings gotta give...
Well I helped Mum with typing up some stuff for work (nursery rhymes/songs) drew a gorilla washing his clothes (dont ask) and a teddy bear (again, dont ask!) pretty mundane really then I forgot the time and then we decided yes we'd make lasagne after all, I moaned and groanedbecause there was no red wine or carrot I made a huge batch of cheese sauce and then I bogged off in a moment of madness to email people and register my innermost thoughts. I was also dithering about what to wear as it wasnt that warm - plumped for my Versace jacket (name dropping alert!) black sandals Left poor Mum in the lurch came back and she blamed me when I moaned about there not being any garlic in it - I'm a garlic freak!!!! Funny since I always seem to get bitten........by insects! (heh heh) The lasagne smelt excellent though and Mum froze one and made a small one for her tea. Still going on about how quiet and peaceful it is without them. Stuart is enjoying shopping and the sauna at the moment, lucky git!!!!
Alexs Mum picked me up around 6.45, got into Goole just after 7 and found the Wetherspoons was absolutely heaving, spotted Latty and exchanged pleasantries, joked about being Dads warm up act.. We had a pitcher of vodka chocolate (!) out in the beer garden and talked about college work, blokes, Katy, the usual random gossipy stuff. Spotted a few people we knew including an old schoolteacher from Snaith. Eventually we went over and had a panini and had a bit of a giggle with an elderly couple nearby who made jokes about us wondering why we hadnt got any cutlery he went past saying hed get us some and said next time you'll have to order soup and have it through a straw! Alex reckons Mum should come round for tea with us sometimes and suggested trying out Snaith during the week.
It was a really steady away first few hours and the Peacock was steady because of people going on the Ireland trip but as predicted Adam the barman was there and I made jokes about Stu and Dad etc being dragged in a gay bar by Mark (later I learned this was because he likes the cheesy music there...riiight???) had a nice refreshing cool drink of bacardi and coke Alex texted a few mates to see if they wanted to meet up, then the most unexpected thing happened the blonde bloke Kieran, from the Jailhouse turned up with one of the main bouncers who always teases me about my thing for blonde blokes, said hello and had a bit of a laugh.
After visitng the Jailhouse for a quick shot of white chocolate vodka we bumped into Laura Dunn and then things really livened up!!!! Dancing in the Royal like a seasoned club dancer, getting hot and giggly chatting away shed brought a few mates with her one of which Alex knew, so that was cool. I thought it was going to be a bit cool but it was alright, it was getting very busy and I thought blimey when Laura suggested going to the Oasis as I'd always avoided it as Dad always said it was noisy and overcrowded. Well it was the best place ever!! Even Alex said it was miles better than Cannes - but then cannes is a pun on its name, a tin can - you're absolutely squashed the alchy is overpriced the music is over-loud and the punters are undersexed... a bit too dark seedy and predictable really!!!!! Alex was unsure about going but I cajoled her into going, it was only a quid to get in anyway. Time just totally flies by, by this point all wed done was chat to a few people, have a few drinks and it seemed like five seconds since we'd left the Wetherspoon just before 8! Lauras mates were taking their time about it so Alex and I walked on and in the process bumped into two jovial fellas who ended up buying us a bacardi and coke each in the Oasis even though they said they would do that in the Peacock.. they made me laugh because within seconds theyd sussed that i was the "rowdy one, never shuts up.." and Alex "was a bit quiet" heh heh.. Laura caught up with us by which time I seemed to have sussed out most of the local talent dancing away, flirting, giggling and gossiping with girls, laughing off suggestions that my dancing was good and so and so fancied me out of Lauras gang or so and so over theres gang.. it was such a laugh and amazingly Mum agreed to let me stay out a bit longer. Danced with the usual dark haired lads from the Peacock and chatted away, exchanged numbers and hopefully they'll meet up in the Oasis again. Its so spacious and trendy, calming, I was having a whale of a time, it was getting to the point that the Mask's catchphrase "somebody sssstop me" in terms of flirting and dancing like a diva, was becoming quite apt!! I was floating away!! Everyone was complimenting my dancing and Laura couldnt get over my cheekiness and confidence, nor could some of the lads but you know what they say, good things come in small packages, in my case its quite an explosive, unpredictable packaging at times!!!!!
Laura eventually persuaded me to stop giggling and performing my own entertainment show for my regulars from the Peacock (lol) so we went off to the Jailhouse, met and greeted a few of the regulars in the very very packed Jailhouse, couldnt hardly move, bumped into the same set of lads that were sat on a table near us in the Oasis and the bloke I liked acknowledged me and his mates did so Laura was a bit envious, she tried to get me to get one of the guys numbers but I bottled it, I just said that she liked him and put her in front of him..you've got to do it yourself!!!! Absolutely top drawer, I had a fab night, you dont need to go crazy on alcohol, I'd only had four drinks all night most people have double that if not more! I'm drunk on happiness and a sunshine attitude most of the time, cheaper than anything! :o) Danced away, bumped into the same set of girls from the Oasis it seems I'm developing quite a fanbase I'm trying not to let my head get too big for the door (not going to happen too soon.. got a long way to be too big for a 6ft door when you're my height ha ha!) I didnt want it to ever end. i felt a bit bad asking Alex to keep hold of my jacket a few times but I was scared of losing it. Everyone liked my jacket but perhaps they wouldnt have liked the price....ahem!
Roll on sunday!!! its been brilliant!! More of the same next week is all I can say. I thought Oasis was going to be boring which is why I originally said to Alex we'll give it half an hour, Alex was waxing lyrical about the evening to Mum and Mum couldnt get over how chatty she was, laughed about how Laura seemed to do a bit of a codfish impression when we told her Stu was Ireland, whinged a bit about the smoking and how hard it is to answer the phone in a sardined Jailhouse,as Alex got dropped off, but generally there were few gripes! Brill..brill..brill.. as Mum said, I'd probably have enjoyed the bars and the general hubbub of Dublin but not the horse racing as really its against my principles.
Got back, did a bit of exercise drank water like a gasping goldfish and hung my clothes outside my room thats the only thing with going round Goole, they all smoke like they drink - like theres going to be a great disaster or a supply shortage tomorrow!!! Its disgusting!! Mum says the ban is coming but will everyone embrace it and respect it? Its passive smoking.. you come away feeling like youve had a few fags yourself and feel very unclean. But heyho, great night, great food, great laughs, great company, great music... Im getting like footballers for repeating words and phrases..to quote Tony the Tiger it was gggggggggggggggggggrrrrrrrrrreat!!!!

Prelude to a Perfect Weekend?

Stuart and Dad are out of here, (YYYYYYAYYYYY!) Mum took Patch and Drippy Daz's kitten to the vets for vaccinations while I had a nice facial at the beauticians, had a chat about Posh Spices's skinny shameless self centred image (miaow!!) footballers, what lies beneath stories, Louises new boyfriend - 19 apparently???? (my beautician used to work for Louise, Louise is my ex beautician, with that?!) Its really nice being able to unwind, be pampered and gossip galore at the same time.. woohoo!! shame about the weather - it really "chucked" it down today and I thought I was going to be an early entrant for the wet tshirt competition but luckily Mum wasnt too far behind in her car.
Exchanged banter with Sharon and Mum as Dad texted and rang to say hes only had two pints of Guinness - in the last ten minutes!!! (mentalist!!!) also he and Mick won £80 at bingo, Stu was eyeing up the sheep and staring at the Welsh blonde barmaid (Dads words not mine!) so obviously theyre having a whale of a time. Emailed Courier to thank them - my article on neutering was put in the Community Section and looked quite good so cut it out for my own records and photocopied one for John to see. Played on the Sims, generally chilled out, had a flurry of text messages today, Katys asked me if I want to go to Meadowhall with her on Wednesday and Alex has decided to go tomorrow to the pubs which is turning out to be a good decision since its forecast for absolutely abysmal rainy weather this evening.
Mum joined me for the daily dose of UK trailer park trash that is Jerry Springer whilst eating houmous on toast (health freaks alert!! hee hee!) am looking into tickets for the show as its only at Granada in Manchester and we've been there before to see the set of Corrie quite a few times when I was younger. It'd definitely be worth the trip!! Im obsessed with it - the slanging matches, the salacious slander, I had to laugh at the drippy, druggie gambling addict liar bloke who wouldnt come out to speak to his fiance about the accusations that he doesnt have a job and spends all his money. He said she was a drinker and a control freak - takes one to know one. Thankfully she saw the light and dumped him after he resolutely refused to come out, even to say one word. Then a guy with a temper problem promised to sort it out after his mother confessed he didnt really realise the extent of his anger and he couldnt look Jerry in the face half the time, he looked like a little boy lost on some substance, a nice enough guy but obviously deeply hurting and haunted by an unstable upbringing - natural father left him, his surrogate father, the mothers partner, died when he was young, his mother was beaten about but she claimed hed never seen it but you dont know for sure. Despite having a child and a loving fiancee itd took the Jerry Show to take the problem by the scruff of the neck.. tsk!!! Makes good tv though doesnt it?
Went on the Sims, checked emails, answered the phones, its been a relaxing, steady away afternoon. Was going to make a lasagne for tea but Alex has suggested coming round and having a chinese which is a very cool suggestion. Saves mum work and makes a bit of a change to pizza and normal fries. I think its going to be a great weekend :)
I mulled around until Alex turned up and we went over to get some chinese chips omlette and vegetable spring rolls! very indulgent! Topped it off with pieces of swiss chocolate bar for dessert and watched Anger Management. It was a bit slow to start with and the way he got into the therapy was annoying and bemusing as he didnt do alot wrong on this flight to be accused of assaulting air hostesses - hed just asked for his headphones and the air stewardesses kept on muttering, but Jack Nicholson was as watchable as ever, as Alex said, its the cheshire cat dirty ol' man grin never mind anything else! I loved it when he got set up to ask Heather Grahams character out that turned out to be a former patient - "I must apologise for being so rude I think you're beautiful...I have a bit of an explosion in my pants" she says "ohh thats so cute" and the hardmen are very disappointed that she likes the geek, then they go back to her place and she moans about men and stuffs chocolate in her face as she stands in her undies, then theres the bit where they confront his school bully whos now turned into a buddhist monk - water pistols, exposed monks, fisticuffs...like something off Benny Hill!! It was quite a cute sentimental twist at the end when it was revealed the therapist wasnt about to announce his marriage to his girlfriend at the baseball match but had in fact set the whole thing up with the girlfriend to make him less geeky and show his love for her and do something other than being shy and introverted. He had a problem with kissing in public so she made him kiss her in public before she agreed to marry him. Bit of a soppy Yank ending but a worthwhile film, just for the little one-liners and exasperating nature of the psychiatrist - everything he did made the guy more liable to be angry than ever!!!! The court scenes were funny as well - the lawyer said a bloke wasnt blind he was pretending then when he hit him with a tennis ball he realised he was actually blind, as was him turning up with the two lesbians in pvc/lapdancer type outfits to upstage his girlfriend when they separated..the fat ginger cat was also quite hilarious with the dodgy knitted outfits.. if you havent seen it its quite good for a bit of a giggle on a wet boring night.
When Alex went just before 11, Mum and I watched Ramsays' Kitchen Nightmares. The chef was a total idiot, a bumbling buffoon who could cook but couldnt command his kitchen. The scruffy scouse owner wouldnt sack the chef, the food was boring and uninspiring, the staff were overworked and tense, a change of menu, the blubbing chef - who couldnt handle his raw recruits or Ramsays roasting, was in need of a harsh reality check - he chucked the chef out of the kitchen and realised even though the majority were young rookies and one ran a bookshop during the day to fund her degree, they were far more organised and profitable - a total own goal for the management and the head chef - a bloke who was the same age as Ramsay and had worked at Claridges before Ramsay took it over. Even after the wake up call the bloke was back to his bad old ways and the staff looked very miserable.
Takings went up due to a total image overhaul and a verbal volley to all concerned, but when Ramsay went back he found the drippy chef was still there, chaos still reigned - he told the chef to use him as a commy chef and he got the job of peeling carrots and that was it!! -tsk! He found several of the young charges had gone on to new challenges (dont blame them!) and took the two remaining star chefs to work at Claridges, dont think Claire the part time bookshop owner will need to finish her degree working somewhere as posh as that.. such a shame, it could have all been avoided if the owner could have bitten the bullet and told the bald vacant headed drip of a headchef to get lost!!
Cant wait to go out tomorrow, hope the weathers not too miserable!

Sweating and Sunburnt.. niiiice!

Today I have been sweltering in the heat. Stu always moans its not hot enough in England for him but I think this is more than hot enough for me right now! Been doing the usual chores chatting to Beryl and chilling out. The cats are all sunbathing and the phone's been fairly quiet for a change! Printed off fixture lists and had a chat with Dad over the phone about it. Rob apparently says hes going to get a Christmas present from Leeds as we're playing them around that time. Whateverrrr..
Went off to the gym, I was sweating buckets even before I'd done anything in the way of working out!! The usual suspects were there, the doctor (his diagnosis was probably 'what a complete nutter' judging by his looks as I notched up the weights heh heh!!) and Andys (who used to work at the garage) lad Karl who still needs a damn good feed he is obsessed with the gym!! I wish I could get Alex or maybe Katy to come more often they are total chickens I dont know whether they feel upstaged by me (miaow!) or they just feel uncomfortable with working out in front of alot of people, I'm not overly sure. Or maybe theyre just lazy!
Rushed off to the hairdressers, I was a bit late but they were ok with it. Sometimes I wonder if I need a reality check with all this footballers wives type treatments doing my hair, buying clothes, going to the beauticians, going to the gym, life sucks doesnt it?? But its really rather empty. No boyfriend, no job, just the same ol' routine give or take a few things like RSPCA events or being invited round for a chin wag.
Walked over to the garage Dad and the gang were jolly taking the mick out of Stuart sweating saying its the first time theyve seen him sweat in years(!) had a nice cadburys flake icecream (back goes the calories again!!!) and mulled around for a bit then went off for the bus. Its so hot today it must be a bit of a nightmare for several grubby moany blokes stuck with an irritating perfectionist brother like mine..I soo pity them!!!!
Called by at the Post Office to see if Heat Magazine had come in as Mum had ordered it for me. As I walked in Jemma was in as was her mother who was causing a queue getting something to do with her car insurance sorted Jemma was talking to Lee (I think it was Lee, hes got a twin brother, Craig, they are identical except for a few very minor details and if you havent seen them in years its difficult to remember!) She was a bit cheeky about me saying look whats turned up now but I'm used to it... Unfortunately they didnt have my mag got to try again tomorrow but at least I went in to look.
Walked back and picked up the fixtures for Sheff W for John and walked up to his house chatted about cricket, football, takeovers, who we hate the most, holidays, wristbands, all sorts. He doesnt get to see many people so I think he was quite chuffed I'd made the effort. The cat, Poppy, is really sweet she was really miaowing at me as if she wanted to join in the conversation. Made him laugh telling him about how Nana isnt organised with her carers when John said about his arrangements for his France holiday. John likes to be independent, shunning help when really he should ask for it, Nana likes to be waited on and at times there are things she really could do for herself but prefers someone else to do the donkey work..nuff said!!!! John showed me the RSPCA wristbands theyre similar to the bullying ones but more shiny a lighter shade of blue and says "be kind to animals" on them which is cute. I think they'll sell quite well as people of all ages are obsessed with bands.
The rest of the afternoon was spent talking about cats and checking emails - apparently my article on dog neutering has gone in the Courier. Its funny because we know people at the Times but it doesnt seem to have helped but Janet seems to have more time for our stuff and we dont deal directly with them. It would be nice if the Times still put some stuff in because not everyone reads the Courier as it doesnt get delivered everywhere and because its free, apparently, according to Dad, some garages and shops dont like selling it because they cant make a profit on them. Fair enough in a way. Not much planned for this evening, its too hot to do much!!!
Cant believe Stuarts going to do a fitness test, hes always winding me up about being "harder" than me and saying he can beat me but I dont think hes as tough as he thinks. His pain threshold isnt great (he was a bit miffed when I joked about an article in the scandals saying some idiots had been paid to research which out of men and women can tolerate the most pain and naturally women could - I then said well I can think of quite alot of examples of males that cant take pain!!!! - Stuart, Dad, Papa, several male friends from Uni, Glen, they can dish it out but they cant take it thats the thing!!!) He was also very rude earlier about having salad for tea saying whats all this*** for and saying "she wont eat it" yeah he doesnt even use my name now!!! he knows nothing about me, its official, more like, he doesnt bother to, he just presumes, one of his favourite pastimes!!! Grr!!! If all blokes were like them...etc etc... Mum and I both went on the counter attack by saying well its weird you go to the gym alot and then ruin it with rubbish food. He amused us by saying there was no point saying he was vegetarian as he eats food that anyone else eats ie bread, chips, cheese, followed by more bread, bread and bread.. if he said he was vegetarian, in fairness, theyd only give him food containing veg he doesnt like ie mushroom stroganoff or veg lasagne!!!! Boys eh... Cant wait to hear the pins drop on Friday. Its also funny that hes boasting he will be fine on the catamaran and Mum reminded him the only person (oh yes!) the only person that wasnt sick years ago going back from island hopping was the smallest person in the family, moi! So as I have said to him too many times, size is not everything...(ish! tsk tsk!)
Mum and I seemed to be jinxed in our bid to watch Jerry Springer this evening! The phone kept going off everytime we paused it, Stuart got Mum to find stuff for him pleading ignorance to the whereabouts of certain items even though Mum probably found them in the same place she told him to look but Stu's version of looking is Mums version of a five second glance (heh heh) Dad nagged about something or other, then she was called away to sort the cats out, I went to get a glass of water came back to find Mum on the phone, then last but not least, the local poltegeist knocked over the lillies in a vase and made a mess and then as we were finally, finally getting into Jerry Springer, the lid off the biscuits tin came off without being touched... spooooky! We love Jerry Springer, as Mum says "where do they get the guests from??" I really hope they do a second series. Some of the answers to their problems may seem so simple and the cause of their angst and anger might be obvious but we're talking chavs, kevin the teenager types fathering babies and scottish sisters that dont listen to a word Jerry says because theyre too busy going on about "the past" and saying "yeahhh" "yeahhh" to notice that the audience is laughing at them and Jerry's use of the audience to take over the mike or make cutting comments is really quite ingenious, just turning the screw a bit just as its getting all awkward and acrimonious then comes the bombardments!!! Jerr-y Jerr-y etc!! @ :o) A lesbian who looked like a skinny bloke on drugs with a chubby gingery 17 year old girlfriend who professed to love her and accused her of sleeping with her brother and apparently theyre stepsisters not by marriage but by her father having a relationship with the older lesbians mother (complicated or what?!) she said he was gay at first and had got the wrong one but then said he wasnt it was really surreal!!! Jerry TV gold I can tell ya!! I really really hope theres another series!
Cant wait to get rid of them tomorrow, as I said to Auntie Alison on the phone theyre driving us crazy with their nagging belittling, irritating, irrational behaviour they have their good moments but at the moment they really do need a holiday!!!

One of those days

Its one of those days where you feel a bit cream crackered but havent done anything! Slowly got out of bed washed the cat dishes did chores around the house. Concocted a poster for Patch to try and get things shifted. Its absolutely ridiculous at the moment. Had just the one phone call - more kittens have been caught from the colony and theyve been taken to Dads.. then cooked some burgers and veg for dinner. More phone calls shortly after Mum came in, a three month old and a year old cat to come in (does it ever stop??)
This afternoon we picked up some kittens, they were a bit hissy at mum but probably out of fear, they are one of several (around sixty odd!!) cats and kittens in a colony at Garthorpe!, chatted to Dad briefly, took the kittens to Barbaras and chatted for a bit takled to their old kaliko type fluffy cat it kept miaowing like Thomas does which was quite amusing. We always seem to be doing cat stuff at the moment! Its getting really frustrating, we were moaning about it all and making a joke that they should quit their holidays to have a cat and make life easier for us heh heh. We've just had hardly any enquiries. One minute we've got a waiting list for kittens, the next we're absolutely up to our eyeballs in kittenfluff and thats not even mentioning the four or five adults we've got. Patch is lovely and cuddly, the mothers of the kittens are barely out of kittenhood themselves so theres a great selection we just need some takers.. we've got to the point we might be ferrying some down south if Auntie Alison comes up trumps with any offers. At least the Beatties are coming tonight to think about possibly Patch but you just dont know, you dont want to push people as they had one killed on a road and theyve already got three. Its just nice that theyre retired and got all the time in the world to fuss and love ours. We'd keep Patch but Thomas gets jealous and our original gang get fed up of being ignored.
Janine moaning about not having a job and getting so many rejection letters made me think, on the way to Goole I said to Mum I sometimes feel that some of my apparent "disabilities" seem pale in comparison I've got a good brain it hardly warrants anymore than a brief mention and you get more respect if you get on with life. Janines problems are connected with her personality and basic social skills and although shes very clever she cant put it down on paper. I do feel and Mum does feel that having gone to Uni and mum doing these courses some of the schooling I received was second rate and nearly everyone else at Uni seem to have gone to better schools, but even though my maths isnt great and knowing that maybe with better teaching my maths would have been more passable, I've still gone further than my classmates at Primary school that are supposed to be more able in many respects. You really cant judge a book by its cover youve got to go by whats underneath. Nowadays people are more in tune with the way that children learn and realise that some learn in different ways, not necessarily different rates, they just need showing different ways that work for them. Im convinced that I was mollycoddled, looking back, at secondary school, I was singled out and made to feel a bit special and my personality has developed despite that, particularly thanks to College and Uni, I realised I was the more outgoing, funny, astute person that most people bargained for. Sometimes its best to let people explore things themselves rather than push them or tell them exactly what to do. Thats why people like my cousin struggle, they have certain standards expected of them because of what their parents have achieved but each person is different each generation has something different to offer, even if they pick up some of the family traits.
The rest of the day's boring really, tickling up my blogger, tidying up, doing RSPCA stuff and getting ready to go to Alexs for tea. I know it sounds silly but just lately I've been thinking about my age and feeling like Im stuck in a rut but deep down I know I'm alot luckier than most. At least I have food water and the world at my feet, I've seen some amazing things and done some amazing things I just want to do more!!!
It was even more fun than I expected at Alexs, Chris and Becky came round we played Truth or Dare (Truths included things of a dodgy nature -ahem and dares ranged from eat a bit of catfood to chew up a rose petal from the garden! - Jackass eat your heart out!!!!) Pizza, (quite amusing watching Alex trying to cook it as she didnt quite follow the instructions and normally is like Stuart, makes her mother do it! Teenagers eh?) Malibu and Coke, Vodka and Coke fuelled us up for a damn good karaoke session singing Kylie Minogue songs, Shania Twain songs, Blue songs.. a really sleazy cheesy hot and bothered funny and mish-mashed night! I really really enjoyed it. Its nice just hanging out with more young people. They really have to come out with us round Goole sometime I think Becky is like my mini me in terms of attitude, shes got all the hallmarks - the cheeky comments, joking about blokes, daring people to do disgraceful things, Chris reminds me of Jonathan from Uni, the first time you meet him you think hes a shy little choirboy then he loosens up with alcohol and gets all murky and freaky on you (nuff said!) Alex was worrying about the neighbours and drinking too much of the booze as her parents are away and shes trying to keep things in order (boriiiing!) I rang Stu to ask him to ask Mum and Dad if I could stay til 11 and all he could do was huff and puff as if I was a naughty little rebellious teenager. He really has a bad habit of bringing me down and mocking me at the moment. Is he just jealous because Im a bit more outgoing than he is I'm not overly sure???
Dad picked me up at 11, went home and watched Mile High (more like half a mile high as we missed a chunk of it looks like the bad weather cut a bit out - some might say thats a good thing?) usual scandalous stuff, I luuuuuuuuuuurve trash telly!!! I know an educated person like me should fry ones brain with it but I just cant resist!
Cant wait til I get my hair done and go to the gym tomorrow. My hairs all greasy with the weather and I've really hammered my body with the whole cheese and tomato pizza and alchy combo!!!!

P.S. Can you believe Thomas has gone????? Theyve let him go to the Beatties on trial..... oh well...

Rushing around again!!!!!

Morning was quite leisurely as usual, chatted to Sharon, did usual chores, answered the phones and watched Jerry Springer. Hopefully one of these days I'll have something really inspirational and amazing to write about my mornings, they always seem so hollow!!! Maybe thats just me? Practiced a few of my songs before Mum barged in. Im really self conscious about my singing which is quite bizarre! I can sing for a relative stranger (well shes not quite a stranger my teacher, shes my cleaners neighbour, but I dont know her that well) but freak out when members of the family ask me to sing. Im a total chicken arent I?
Im quite excited about going to see the Batman film later though. I'm a sucker for action films!
Its weird how I end up doing nothing for hours ie watching tv, writing emails, checking the scandals and doing random jobs and chores for Mum and then suddenly I'm rushing around like a headless chicken! It was so hot and humid I kind of forgot about what time I wanted to go to the gym so I got less than an hour in the end. But it was better than nothing! Makes me a bit more perky and happy when I've been to the gym.
Said hi and bye to the garage gang and rushed off to music lesson despite having practiced under half of my stuff I felt ok about it. The weather made me feel a bit dry in the throat so it was a bit of a long session. I do enjoy it though, its good exercise for the lungs and makes me feel good about myself its a nice way of releasing pent up emotions in some respects. Im turning into quite a theatrical diva with all my showbiz numbers like Music of the Night, Somewhere, Tonight, to name but a few... I just need to stop being overly conscious about my breathing technique. To get the really high notes you have to do away with sounding out the endings you sing it as an ah or an ooh to prolong it a bit more and I find if I dont think about it too much when I get to the right point I'm ok, but I cant totally ignore it otherwise I start to take a deep breath before I'm ready and miss it. What do you mean what the hell are you on about woman?! heheh..
Stuart and Dad were their usual niggly selves at the dinner table moaning and groaning about how hard life is and how annoying everyone else is blah de blah checked emails looked at the tv then got ready to go out and see the Batman film. Its quite a warm night so its a good job its a nice big air conditioned cinema!
Film was absolutely brilliant, dark, brooding, ballsy, very clever, the special effects were great and the creepiness of the full circle plot line with the way it threw you straight into the film with a bloke climbing a mountain was spectacular, really set the tense, dark mood. The way they built it up to his parents being shot was both moving and mesmerising. Definitely one of the best batman films since the Michael Keaton film. I'm really hoping I'm right that theyve set it up just nicely for a sequel with the way they briefly introduced a familar face... I couldnt stop thinking about this killer phrase that kept running through it 'its not whats underneath but what you do that defines you' a very very apt description of many of the comic strip action heroes, nothing is ever black and white and their bordering on vigilante dealings with the baddies disguise the fact their missions were driven by darker pasts. I also loved Michael Caine as Alfred, witty, moving, profound, a total acting legend. If you like a good blockbuster with some nice little bits of witticisms and a bit of guts then you'll like Batman Begins. I did think however, the 12A certificate was a bit dodgy.. some of the implications of the fights and to the bone murder scenes were a bit cutting for that kind of classification or maybe I'm being a wimp.
Enjoyed watching Ramsays Kitchen when we got back, thought it was interesting that French chefs obviously have a habit for overcomplicating everything and wanting everything so fancy and pretentious. Ramsay is like Ronseal - he does exactly what it says on the tin, no nonsense, quality stuff. The scots are a wily bunch they love their traditional meat and two veg, fish and root vegetables they dont seem to eat fancy food I dont know why. I know Janines never into anything much other than pot noodles lasagne pies and ham or bacon sandwich type stuff. In otherwords plain and boring. Plus the facts the chefs were too stuffy and stereotypically french with the head chef's girlfriend compiling the gobbledegook menu - I laughed when they got them to read another restaurants menu - they couldnt do it because of the language barrier, just to prove a point about theirs. Theyd put so many different weird flavours and ingredients it confused the tastebuds, the overstretched eyes and the brain trying to work out what they meant by such and such on the menu. Simple can be sexy! It seemed to hit home eventually and dressing them up in kilts was quite a bizarre but brilliant move. Ramsay might be a crude, rude, arrogant control freak but he knows his stuff. Sneaky tactics like bringing in top food inspectors confirmed it. They were just so passionate about food that everything went on one dish and all over the place and it just looked like a minefield of food at the beginning. But then with just a maximum of ten ingredients in most dishes the flavours came out more and the dishes looked neat, chic and intriguing. It'll be interesting to see whether they get their sought after Michelin star because they certainly have the brains and brawn theyve just got to swallow their arrogant French pride and not lose sight of Ramsays words.
Well not alot else to say, I really enjoyed the film, Alex has invited me round for tea tomorrow night which is nice, thats it... bye for now!

Moggy Mania

Morning was steady away just making drinks for Beryl, doing chores for mum (ho hum) tending to the cats, tidying my room that sort of boring repetitive stuff.
Watched Jerry Springer, met the people that are having the kittens, could tell the bloke was an army man, well presented, shaven head, stern firm but fair nature was nice and soft with the kittens but could imagine, like Dad a little bit, that when someone oversteps the line itd be a bit of a scene. The wife/partner made me laugh with her fake nails - the perks of being an Army wife eh? only one of the lads came he was bunking off school, as the woman said "hes got kitten-itis" he was very sweet and picked them up gently and the kittens were nice and playful and sold themselves very well. I'll miss them but I know they'll be fine. The kittens in the pen will soon be ready for handling in a matter of weeks anyway.
The afternoon was spent tidying up, sorting my wardrobe out for the summer, hoovering my bedroom and cleaning up, sorting posters for the neutering campaign, emailing, going across to Barbaras (shes got kittens out of her ears its so sweet but I feel sorry for the young skinny mums many of which should never have had babies) with the kitten from the Harpers its really been quite a busy afternoon. I think its such a shame that Stu doesnt like cats I really get a kick out of caring for them and finding them new homes. Stuart just thinks oh no not another one and gets annoyed when they come into the house. It gives me something to do and although at times Ive grumbled at the repetitiveness of washing cat dishes and feeding kittens and the nursing mother at regular intervals its rewarding in the long run. The dog neutering posters were a faff making labels for it and sorting out the font and colour but it looks good and hopefully will lead to a lot of healthier happier animals for a few minutes of mine and Mums time organising and distributing information that so many people are misled or ignorant about. Mum, Barbara, Peter and I moaned about Drippy Daz. Hes like a little child. He told Mum in a phone conversation earlier hed like the kitten to have babies because itd be really cute and he knows she would want some. Mum said what about allthe kittens how would you rehome them do you know how many we've got at the moment waiting to be rehomed. Very sad. He didnt understand about why we werent willing to pay for the mother to be vaccinated as well as the kitten either hes on benefit hasnt worked a days work and is a bit mentally unstable he needs mollycoddling all the time like so many of them.
Got back and made a delicious egg fried rice with peas, broccoli, red peppers, onion, garlic, rice and egg made a really refreshing change. Last time it was very nice but putting extra eggs in and more vegetables letting the rice cool down quicker seemed to all add up for an even more satisfying meal. Its boring just having the same stuff..
Rang Jemma, shes all loved up with some bloke but I dont know how long its going to last. She holds back her feelings her true feelings, whilst she mocks me for my size and my passion for a certain blonde bloke. I feel shed be very controlling and very school-marmish, I dont feel a bloke would have a right laugh with her. It'd be her way or the high way. Shes a total hypocrite Jemma goes on about how shallow footy wives are for going on about looks and money and she goes on about how so and sos got nice hair or nice eyes or a nice bum and brags that people wanted to marry her, have kids with her, go int he shower with her one thing and another. Whether its because shes not exactly skinny and has been laid up recovering from serious surgery and wants to prove herself now shes getting better, I dont know. Maybe deep down shes scared because I'm more open than her. I'm never sure if I'm seeing the real Jemma half the time or whether its really her and I'm just expecting more than someone who is one sided black and white and dismissive of other peoples opinions. Ooh get me.. at least shes happier I'll give her that. I just hope this boyfriend knows what hes in for since she hangs around with these footballers and still has exes hanging round her..
The evening as predictable as ever, tv followed by tv followed by car crash tv that is Love Island but hell you want to watch it anyway!!! A bit dragged out but basically Fran and Jayne won. Liz shouldnt have even got to the final, Lee's mumblings and prattish dilly-dallying about Abi cant have helped his cause with the public, highlighted further by the group reading out extracts of things people have said about each other during the stay on Love Island, without boring you, most of it was about Lee and Abi. Lee was embarrassed and Fran took the p, Jayne took the P as did Liz, hes been all gushy and grinning like a cheshire cat over Abi yet hes oh so coy if you put him on the spot. Sort it out man! Jayne spelt it out for him when she admitted shed had a "conversation" (more like interrogation!) with Abi the previous night and saying basically she didnt want him messing with her 'mate' (in what sense luv is he a mate?? mmm!) Abi's just after publicity and a bit of a laugh and as long as hes up for that its fine but then one minute hes going all embarrassed and saying he was drunk when he said "I've fallen for you Abi" the next minute hes telling the presenters he cant wait to see her again with a wide sexually charged smile. Again..sort it out!! At least with Jayne what you see is what you get - well almost.. she was trying oh so hard to just be mates with Lee but she totally cracked on the last night getting all upset. Shes madly in love with him but if his taste in women is a flabby fake busted page 3 wannabe who counts John Leslie as an ex then the phrase if you love someone set them free definitely applies in this case, big time! Shes a really nice genuine person and I just think theres something untoward, something too standoffish about Sharpester, one second hes mad for it, next second hes using all manner of excuses to get out of a hole. His t shirt said it all "I like girls" Ahem. As for Fran, I love the way Jayne kept calling him Francis and his reaction to the statement that Jodie said about him that shed give him a one out of ten in bed he knew straight off it was him she was talking about and just laughed it off. Hes had some seriously bad press and I've no doubt hed stand his ground in a fight but no ones perfect and I dont see whats so detestable about Fran, I think he and Jayne a far more compatible couple. He handled being with Liz, his exs best mate and ex bandmate with dignity and made even firmer friends with her, he sorted Paul out, been a good laugh for Jayne and made her giggle when all Lee Sharpe has done is mess her up and confuse her even more. Liz is very sweet and people identify with her weight problems, fear of heights and lack of love, someone like Fran would be nice for her but I dont think Frans the right man given the history although for once I agree with Paul, if circumstances were different it may have worked. I just hope Lee treads carefully with Abi shes all over the papers going on about how she cant wait to "bed" him and theres Lee being all defensive and careful about what he thinks of both Jayne and Abi. Jayne was just so emotional and tense and shocked that even the questions about where she stood with Lee didnt get the desired effect. I'm glad she and Fran won they were very real, very raw, very kindhearted and decent individuals they had their moments of turning to the dark side with Paul v Fran and Jaynes obscene jealousy and violent stereotypical Geordie temper I just giggle even now when she said about Abi "I'm going to punch her face in" Classy...
Well its goodnight from us.. another late night..

Food, Fathers Day, Footballers...

I could faint in this heat! its absolutely unbelievable, its like walking around in a giant sauna in this house and outside is even worse! According to the internet its a couple of degrees hotter than the med here?! bizarre...
Spent the morning catching up on Love Island which I mentioned briefly last night, I was suprised Abi went but then at the same time I dont think people think shes being genuine about Lee and although Jayne is biased, I agree that Abis just playing the game and Lees fallen hook line and sinker for it, I just think Abis a shamless ligger-happy lady who uses her fake boobs and even faker personality to get her places, namely between certain individuals sheets...ahem.... I cant believe its the final tonight I've really enjoyed it! *sad woman*
Fed the kittens, played with them, tidied my room and lounged around outside for a bit, its so warm its unbelievable I feel like I'm either going to cook to death or melt away! The kittens are so sweet asleep either under my bed or lying stretched out almost 'playing dead' on the carpet aww. I'm going to miss them actually. Theyve been alot better than I expected as I've had some kittens in my room before and theyve really scratched my posters! These, as Mum said earlier, just think youre its mother and just want to be cuddled and if you pick one up, the other squeaks to be stroked and cuddled as well.
Had a nice meal at Brewers, it wasnt too bad, bumped into Peter from work with his wife Teresa and son Adam and his mate Macaulay (unusual name, only other person I know with that name is Macaulay Culkin from Home Alone - lol!) Nana and Papa were quite comical calling each other such sweet names and being very understanding when one of them was contankerous or couldnt hear things properly (heh heh) I ate a bit too much but then I only had a smoothie for breakfast as I felt too hot and I dont think the weather helps. It was all quite reasonable but when you make your own lasagnes and stuff you get a bit fussy about whether its cooked right or got the right stuff in it it had been microwaved so it was mega hot and the portion of chips wasnt generous but there again I liked what I had and youve got to cut down on that sort of thing!! I could eat chips all day every day given the opportunity its like me and Alan Smith pictures - you know you shouldnt put up another one on the wall but you just know you want to!! heh heh. Dad finds it stressful taking Nana and Papa out but they werent too bad at all, I think they enjoyed it and it took the pressure off Mum having to produce a meal. Trouble is, if they enjoyed it too much Nana will be dropping mega hints for another stint... Some things are best in small palatable doses ;o)
Havent done alot the rest of the day, chilling out, checking on the cats and kittens, tidying my room, typing emails, checking the latest gossip and sport news, its been a steady sunday, good job given that its flipping boiling! Rang Janine shes ok still lovelorn and fed up of not having a job but quite cheery given the circumstances, she made jokes about a certain person and what she thinks I'd do if I saw him washing his car topless and laughed when I said I wasnt thinking along those lines. But we both agreed we were bored without the football and Man U are definitely not worth time of day buying tickets or merchandise whether youre a glory supporter or a diehard fan of years back because like with Leeds, finance is getting int he way of real progress and cutting away the decent supporters leaving you with even more prawn sarnie "fans" and in Leeds case cutting back on decent supporters that cant go in the family stand but theres hardly any die hard kids that want to watch Leeds because all their heroes have gone - they are the most fickle supporters going. Its like with kids supporting Man U - they hated Rooney as a Scouser and hated Smith because of Leeds but now they are plastered all over their walls. Hypocrites... as for Fergie mucking him about I dont know whats up with that man why bother paying someone 50 grand a week to sit on the bench when theres a heap of rubbish with hyped up reputation that looks like a horse grazing in a fallow field??? (miaow)
This evening I'll just be vegetating very slowly on a disgusting diet of Dr Who, Ramsays Kitchen, Love Island and anything else that takes my fancy..oh and Jerry Springer!!!!!
Where has the time gone? Helped Mum with giving the kittens their three day wormer and tidied up a bit. Watched the farce that is F1 in America. SORT IT OUT!!!!! If it was football, all the fans would have gone a step further than throwing cans and booing, they would have been on the pitch! I think its ridiculous, like the FA with their disciplinary procedures, the FIA are a total joke a load of egotistical wimps too eager to pass the baton on so the drivers bitch like babies between each other, spitting out their diamond encrusted dummies, absolutely shameful. Im not going to bore you with the details but if youre a petrolhead you'll be laughing but also wincing with me remembering Beastly Big Head Bernie Eccleston getting on his high horse with the main sponsors ITV via his interview with Brundle... talk about an own goal.... on and off the track by so many people.. not even Schumiscum getting points could steer the controversy elsewhere..
Oh and Dr Who kicks ass yeah if you yanks want to see a proper spectactle, watch that! the crowd pleasing panto baddies (Daleks) the cheesy Chipmunk saves the day (almost) plotline the reality tv twists.. (I know Trinny and Susannahs comments can be cutting but not quite literally heh heh) the Big Bro house .. Drs self sacrifice for lurrrrrve Anne the Droid - absolute comic genius in the face of total carnage and disaster - when the Dalek blew her up as she said you are the weakest link goodbye I nearly killed myself with laughter.. but the last few stages leading up to the Drs regeneration was absolutely gripping, the mocking of the daleks sick ploy of taking DNA from humans - ' Youre human' 'Do not blaspheme' absolutely classic... such a pity its not on til Xmas now! Absolute emotional rollercoaster of classic tv..
Watched Footballers Cribs in between the telly crashing because of the thunder and lightning - whats with white? whats with having flatscreen tvs everywhere? Wont Kewells wife burn the tea having a tv that comes out in front of her as shes cooking? Why spoil a beautiful Italian feel stone bathroom with tvs either side? Whats with the Phantom of the Opera style living room its more like a stage?? Kind of appropriate given that he should have won a few Oscars for his injuries/diving/appearance in court heh heh..) I liked the marble kitchen in DiMatteo's pad but I think it was all a bit too minimalistic and weird for me. Robbie Savage was probably the most shallow with his all white pad and cringeworthy pictures, flashboy accessories and weirdo lighting, just very "look at me get me a Hello deal" Mum was disgusted at the fact he went on about exactly what went on and where as if hes proud of the fact he has sex in various rooms (yuck!) Saha's house was the most homely and comfy place. He came across as a nice sweet bloke who loves his kids with his beautiful colourful childrens rooms and carefully arranged flowers, it looked like he made the most effort planning it whilst the others were either too cool for their own good or just damn flashy.. very interesting though (note to Nancy, we fastforwarded your commentaries doesnt that say it all?!) Oh and Sahas girlfriend/wife deserves an oscar for her stellar performance in the kitchen cooking something fancy - we dont belieeeve u!!!! talk about bang on cue...
Love Island is mainly a repeat tonight so good job we didnt mind it failing because of the storm! I still think Fran and Jayne are going to win it. Im going to be lost without it, I might actually start watching Big B (now thats what I call desperate!!)

Shopping, spending, sipping bacardi and coke

Had a great day today, wasnt going to go out to Donny but after burning calories in the gym (wasnt too busy actually quite steady away but I really enjoyed it I'd felt a bit deflated before then - Stu had said 'you look rough' and I really took it to heart when really I should know better, he hardly ever says something positive about me. put it this way, i could wear a gorgeous skirt and look very classy and hed say 'that looks like a belt' and patronise me but then see another girl who looks rubbish in a similar outfit and call her fit!!) Bought some make up from Benefit in Boots after having a quick makeover (Im a sucker!!) so can have a free one next time for my troubles wooohoooooo!!! Its always when you dont intend to spend money or buy anything in particular that you go mad! makeup, chips at my fave haunt, rothwells, i was well away!!
Pubs werent as busy as I expected but lively enough saw a few old mates from school joked, flirted, drank, got free drinks, its been a great day long may it continue.. I'm tired all this partying shopping and drinking is taking its toll on me you know? been a while since I've been out and I made it memorable heh heh... made jokes about the blonde waiters saying how much I'd like them for dessert all that sort of thing (some things never change eh?) still gettinf over the shock of getting the free drinks off Stuart, never mind Dad....mad!!! Maybe hes been taking happy pills because sometimes hes not exactly my best friend.. well they do say you can choose your friends but not your relatives (boo hiss eh?! heh heh) I loved the rush of going out, released alot of stress and resentment, boredom that I had locked away. Even the fact that Wetherspoons stopped serving food at 7pm due to problems with the kitchen (Had Ramsay inspected it???) didnt dampen our enthusiasm we tried new shots in the Peacock bitched about the barely there outfits in Wethers and sat out in the beer garden talking to some friends from Alexs placement trying not to let out my infamous evil laugh but failing miserably - her friends made me laugh saying to her do you get a word in edgeways with her? Alex is too quiet to take me on heh he.. the trouble with me is I laugh in a dodgy manner without the influence of alcohol. In some ways its a good thing as some people might say it disguises moments when I may have indeed lost the plot after a very strong shot(boom boom) and in other ways it gives me a talking point with new acquaintances rather than being yet another shy retiring bottle blonde 'beauty' (or in some cases...beast, depending which angle blokes prefer to look at them at?! miaoowww) but then on the flip side it makes me look completely off my trolley and totally scary, making them think im going to tie them to my broomstick or cook them in my cooking pot mwhahaha (i dont have either of those things, honest? what do you mean you demand a lie detector test???)
To top it all off I vegged out at 12 in the morning with Dad watching Love Island and he was munching a huge packet of crisps (tsk tsk!!) two episodes back to back, Abi's worrying and fretting about what people think of her and Lee, I reckon its even faker than her boobs and Lee likes Abi far more than she does shes so standoffish and yet so adamant fluttering her eyelids and her accent is so irritating as well... Isabella and Paul went in the first episode (Pauls past funny now and Isabella was doing little more than either frowning or cuddling Paul in a corner like a smitten little school girl - yawwwwn! get a life luv hes a playerrrr!) I really think Frans coming out very well considering all the negative press hes had off Jodie Marsh & co in recent years (well shes desperate for a few bob and all this about him needing viagra in bed and being a sleazeball Im not so sure hes a typical wisecracking hardman irish boy but that doesnt make him a monster..) He and Jayne seem the most genuine couple and he hasnt been pushing it with Jayne nor her with him theyve been quite coy but not in an annoying way, Lee and Abi are just sooo getting on peoples nerves both inside and outside of the island snogging being all hush hush whingeing and wimpering about the cameras, how Abi doesnt know what it'll be like when they get out and reassuring Lee that theyre just good friends and she cares about him blah blah blah Jayne stirred it up interrogating her over the whole thing and Abi was very standoffish yet again saying she really liked him but didnt know where it was going being very guarded, spilt the beans to Lee over the conversation saying people were being horrible and couldnt believe anyone would doubt how things were between them. It should therefore have been no suprise when I learned the next morning that Abi had been booted off... she protesteth too much and made herself look a bit of hypocrite going all coy and silly over a lad when normally she would have devoured him in five seconds if it was a home video.. miaow.. I think Fran & Jayne could be the couple splitting the prize actually, as mad as it sounds.. I dont think Lee will be as interesting in some ways now Abi's out but then will he be forced to go back to his jovial self and tone down the lovelorn stuff??? Oh and why the hell is Liz still here??? I did enjoy watching her doing the tree climbing though, Lee was a real gentleman helping her up geeing her up by saying things like you dont want Man U to beat Everton do you? (in reference to his ex club and her fave team!!) shes quite sweet and harmless Dad joked that the singles root for her as they identify with being shut out and ridiculed and women will like her being honest about her weight and her looks. Fair point.. but also as Dad said, shes not messed around with anyones feelings and has just been herself and you dont know what kind of coverage shes had on ITV2.
Well its goodnight from me, finally!!!

Baking, Boring, Barnets........

It was really slow today at Howden market selling cakes etc and manning the tombola. At least I managed to sell some stuff to Sharon and I've saved some buns etc for Nana so that should help a bit. Im worn out, maybe because I've been worrying too much, running around like a headless chicken then sitting around arranging prizes boxing up taking out cakes oh joy oh joy.... it was nice seeing Fiona though, who had three legged Boris, we made light of the fact his new owner is a traffic warden and that dad is reasonably civil with him because he has an rspca cat (its a long sob story I wont bore you with it - savaged by her boyfriends greyhounds thought he was going to die then she unexpectedly had a baby who was very boisterous and upset Boris..) She was really sweet shed brought loads of baking looked very tired and fed up, the relationships on the rocks getting like his greyhound breeding and racing father who seems a tough cookie and not altogether a nice man.. perhaps cooking is her therapy, her escape from it all. She seemed a bit offended about the pricing but we just know that certain people are stingy round the area and others, ie from Goole way on, are after a Boyes/Netto style bargain which is a great pity after all the passion and committment thats gone in to the baking not to mention the money, she reckons shes spent a good twenty quid on it and wanted to try and get a bit of money back. If I really thought about all the cadburys chocolate and flake and nice butter we'd used in the last few months or so on cakes etc we'd be seriously out of pocket but I dont think about it now, you just try to get the best price you can and not push it. Even more awkward was the fact someone else was due to have a refreshments and cake stall but was poorly, no one realised that we were doing a cakes stall as well as a tombola. Cross wires..
I felt good that my buns and shortbread were so nice but then the wind was knocked out of my sails when I got back to secretarial jobs answering the phones taking phonecalls and sorting stuff out for mum and rearranging stus contact lenses appt.. then even better, I'd got all hyped up all focussed for the gym and then I realised horror of horrors Jane Tredgett was yet to come with the remaining cakes and tombola prizes plus the drum itself and needed someone to show her where to put it all. Sometimes its best not to plan things isnt it??? At least Mum then said shed take me into the gym tomorrow so its not all bad, I'm just really irritable and tired today I'm in lazy student mode as I got up around 7.40 and the body & mind didnt take kindly to it in all honesty! At least my hair looks better now its more styled and slightly shorter. My fringe gets into a thick mop far too quickly and I[m such a vain devil that I have to go every week to keep it in check (tsk tsk) no wonder people are calling me a footy wife...eek!!!!
Sharon and her shy skinny daughter Katie came round shes really sweet but very paranoid about the dog so naturally Scamp barked sat around and looked all sad and cute at her as if to say wasssup?? im staying where i am i like it here and poor little Katies frightened to go past him. She was also unsure about holding the kittens worrying they were going to scratch her but theyre really gentle playful cute fluffballs no harm in them at all. Alex then followed shortly after spent an evening playing with them chatting about her college work, my gym routine, showing her how to do various abs exercises(!), working out which outfit was best for the big Saturday night out (hope its not a flat pancake after all this mixing up of enthusiasm and effort put into arranging it and getting the right outfit!!) its been quite an alright day in the end. I just wish Stu was nicer to the cats I was asking a few polite questions and he was just so rude and standoffish. Fair enough some people dont like them but theres no need to be downright cruel and aggressive. One day he'll learn, one hopes! Half the time its frustration because he cant hear well as I asked him 'you havent deleted footballers wives have you' he said yes i panicked and said have you deleted it he said 'whattt?? no i have not' he just guesses half the time. Boys will be boys eh?
Was a bit tired so didnt bother to watch Love Island will have to catch up tomorrow, its unbelievable how much tv i need to catch up on, footy wives extra time, jerry springer, dr who back to back.. its going to be a telly addict weekend yet again!!!

Cooking, Cleaning, Crazy Challenges!

Today has been very busy! Beryl came and did the ironing I washed the cat dishes put the clothes away and nattered about Stu's car, gossipped about why a helicopter kept coming over the village - maybe its looking for me?! and bitched about peoples motives and outfits for turning out to the races at York - why has Michael Owens girlfriend had a boob job thought she was above that, what do the Beckhams want apart from another well-timed publicity stunt, all that kind of idle talk!!! As mum often says, total codswallop!!! (you know my mothers a southerner when she says things like that, northerners would say 'thats a reet load 'a bull or words to that effect (heh heh)
Made cadburys rice crispy cakes, plain buns with cadburys choc and flake on the top (i bet you yo-yo dieters are fantasising about this right now and reaching for the bar in the back of the cupboard that everyone else thought you wouldnt find, right?!) all butter shortbread and paradise squares. I firmly believe in mess is success, I havent been disproved on this theory yet as all my baking is very well received by everyone from naughty nana who gets the first cut (as long as she gives us a decent donation!) and just about everyone on the committee who are slaving away slobbering at the cakes and biscuits on the opposite end of the hall hoping the penny pinching granny wont nick them first..
Its just been so mad, baking, busying myself with ringing people for mum, putting stuff away, writing things down, checking on the cats, a womans work is never done eh?
Decided to email Nikki at PA - got email off Pauline, Mums friend, to see if I could get some voluntary or whatever with the tv listing dept for a bit, just for something to do if nothing else. Gives me a bit of social in a way as theyre quite friendly and chatty down there. I'm not sure I want to work there for a job but its just to kill time and get a bit more experience. Mums like oh I dont want you to get a job you hate but then this is the same person thats nagging me to take anything "just for the experience" so what am I supposed to do???? I think voluntary at PA is ok for an opportunity/stepping stone/sandwich course between getting out of the rut of washing cat dishes answering phone calls and ogling at a certain peroxide person to getting on to something which I am more suited to and stretches me more.. we'll see anyway. Nikki is getting married in Cyprus soon so shes going to be away which means she wont get anything sorted until the beginning of July, which gives me time to find something else and if I dont I can go back there make a name for myself and perhaps get enough work put my way to make a better impression on something much more fulfilling.. at least a few more fingers have been stuck in a few more pies and I'm cooking with gas rather than warm to lukewarm electric eh?
Spent the evening posting free dog neutering fliers through doors in Old Goole and 'rough' parts of Goole... shabby doors, half dismantled cars, wheels in half decent gardens fort knox style gates to no gates at all chav kids and parents shouting at each other across the street six dogs in a small house scruffy fag hag women having a coffee and a cig in a caravan in the front garden if you've ever seen Shameless it seriously is something like that, I say something like because you havent really appreciated what the really bad parts are like until youve been there! The really good news is those who havent got dogs know people who have and are going to pass leaflets on and one woman who we collared walking round with her dog, has been persuaded to get her dog done and her friends dogs as well, she thought you could only neuter the dog at three years old?! mad... thats why I think its a really good brainwave between me and mum that we're going to produce a facts and figures article on it for the Goole Courier- its a free paper, gets round to the houses that we havent managed to cover and I know the editor from my work experience so no excuse not to get it in. Rang John to get some more posters and he said five people have already rung up while we've been out from the areas we've covered which is fab!
Its been an experience, hot sticky fast paced work, as Julie and Chris are quite fast and for the last few streets in Old Goole we realised it was 22 degrees according to the car thermometer..yikes!! No wonder I was cooking in my Burberry jumper (name dropping alert!!!!!!!)
The rest of the evening's going to be taken up with looking after kittens that mums bringing from this girl who rescued them from a farm where the farmer said he was going to drown them (theres some really nice people out there arent there?!) I wonder whos going out of Celeb Love Island tonight.....I would like to think Liz as shes boring but everyone seems to have sympathy for her?
Had a great evening the kittens are wide eyed black fluffballs so cuuute! theyve got a little soft holey-cheese shaped activity centre that Louise has donated and their little heads keep popping in and out of it, they purred almost straight away and licked my fingers played pat pat with my fingers, their new owners in Howden will love them! They look like something straight off a postcard! Quite greedy with rounded tummies and love following you and trying to play with your hands or feet, thats the only trouble with black cats you seem to be able to tell from a young age they'll be hunters when they grow up, so playful, alert, agile and ready for lunch (ahem!) so far so good..
Celeb Love Island wasnt that eventful (some cynics say when is it ever?) Naughty Nikki's gone so maybe Paul will be forced to decide about Izzy now??? Fran and Jayne Lee and Abi as strong as ever Izzys got to lay off such a loser I cant believe how cuddly and ..eurrgh.. I just find Paul revolting I reaaally do!!

Brave New World

Whilst my poor friend Janine is suffering from depression I've discovered a new confidence I can reach higher notes than I ever could before and I've plucked up the courage to get my ears pierced after months of umming and ahhing. Stu rang me to say a friend, Dayna, will do it for free as shes just qualified in doing it as part of her course - look at it this way, shes fresh to the job so she'll be as nervous as I am about having it done whilst someone from a shop or whatever has done it for years and might not be as careful?? Anyway, shes coming either today or tomorrow, looks like tomorrow, to the house to do it. It seems daft that so many people old and young and very young have got it done and not me self confessed fashionista and trendsetter..
In other news well its all cats cats phone calls about cats, visiting cats dropping off cats... pizza was nice at Beverley - glorified excuse not to cook tea I know but Stu had his ears checked at Nuffield Hospital and he loves Pizza Express. The waiter was nice - made jokes about how many of the staff were straight Stu grimaced (Grumpy Git) at me chuckling under my breath over mum ordering the Regina pizza (think about it..) pondered over how many blokes were straight serving food in the restuarant mum fussed over one of the waiters tearing the basil on the pizzas and then proceeding to go and order our food (Grandad genes coming out in her.. nah to be fair that freaked me out a bit really! not nice!) chuckled when the blonde camp waiter remembeed Stuart from ordering a garlic bread for dessert - not something youd forget in a hurry is it? probably the first and last time garlic bread has been ordered for a starter and a dessert.. (we come to Beverley pizza express often, cant you tell?)
It was a bit of a rollercoaster afterwards though.. Put it this way, Dad and Stu are tweedle dum and tweedle dee, arguing about the car, being angry, speed cameras, language, behaviour... and they are just as bad as each other when they say things like 'you should make a tape of yourself' or 'dont talk to me like that' its because they are so alike that every little thing is one step away from becoming a volatile situation if spoken about in the wrong way or at the wrong time. Mum and I just sat there like lemmings straining to hear Robbie in the background as Dad kept turning it up and down according to the "conversations" going on in the front.. ho hum! Whenever they get something new, in this case Stu's mini (very flashy greyish silver cooper s with very stylish interior and grey white and black union jack on the top! shame the owner isnt as attractive personality wise as his funky car - miaow scratttch!) you can bet your bottom dollar when theyre involved its never going to be plain sailing!
Anyway.. Love Island was good, Jayne and Fran are oh so cute Fran being Mr Indiana Jones and holding Jaynes hand through the dark and dingy caves Lusty Lee and Ample Abi follow close behind with her irritating eyelash flutteering and Lees fangs flashing in the sun ahhhhhh... Loose Loos is gone and I'm baffled why Liz is still here??

Moany Monday

Nothings happening. Its boring. Just been doing jobs around the house, watching Jerry Springer, texting people, answering phone calls. Talking about the Jackson case.. I think hes weird but that dos not make you a paedophile I think hes extremely mixed up and Sharon thinks he wont be on the planet for very long he wont cope its taken years off his life the whole trial its unbelievable how long its been going on, if you go right back to the charges being brought and the jury selection process. Very sad. Too many people had grudges and he was naive and they took advantage of that. He never had love as a child and he does not understand true love, in the adult sense, he just wants to have the childhood that he never fully went through. The trial doesnt end the thing, it just leaves us with so many unanswered questions. I was saying to Sharon that its interesting what Dad said the other night that if hed been 'done' for the drink charges, it would have opened up a floodgate for 'average' americans and other people to be charged for giving alcohol to a minor as its 21 over there for drinking it and it might have made people think oh the cops are going to think we're going to do something horrible to them or leave them vunerable to attack or abuse because theyre tipsy and not in full control of themselves. Very dangerous thing to do as alot of tourists flout the alcohol rule to give alchy to their family members who are legal in their own countries..
Poor Sharon was full of cold, I had a bad twinge in the back of my leg and Mum was stressing out over cats, phonecalls and various mad stuff. Its been a bit of a boring, over the head kind of day. Nothing really bad's happened but nothing out of the ordinary either.
I felt a bit bad because I had a few phone calls about this new mother cat and kitten in the pen I forgot about them and didnt know how they were when Barbara and Margery rang but I'm that used to cats going in and out here there and everywhere I just lose track! Fire the secretary eh? Oh and the horrid woman who had a young premature baby smoked for toffee and had a persian cat shaved others neutered has now sneaked in a discount on a horse needing treatment as John dealt with it. Freeloader...waster...scum...pain in the arse...you name it, shes it! Whats even more insulting is she was very rude to Mum and Louise not even having eyeball contact with them when they went over to check how the cats were a while back so its all very underhand and rude.
Singing lesson went ok, got a new piece, I really enjoy it sometimes I worry about it beforehand but when I;m there its fine she does make me laugh shes got a bad back, smokes and is a bit on the wrong side of curvy but some of the best singers arent stick thin so I shouldnt be so judgemental and Will Youngs got a great voice and smokes, well hes supposed to be giving up.. Mum keeps nagging me to join a choir but sounds all a bit stuffy to me I like the freedom of doing my own singing and practicing and I dont know, I just feel uncomfortable with other people, I have to really concentrate when I sing. If I want to socialise I'll go to footy, the pub, or clubs..
Had a nice cheese cauliflower and broccoli pasta dish for tea, Louise dropped by so Mum had a moan about the woman to her and we all agreed if she couldnt look after the poor pathetic cat and the suffering premature child (alongside god knows how well they are 6 kids from different relationships!) then what hope for the horse and felt like going over and taking the whole lot off her, which is what we wanted to do in the first place. John didnt know the ins and outs in fairness but he should have okayed it and checked it over with a few people first. Thirty quid compared with over fifty quid for shaving the cat ok isnt too bad but its the principle of the thing. Thats twice now shes screwed a good hearted anti-cruelty animal charity and its about time people like that were given the three strikes and youre out rule!!
Enjoyed watching Footballers Wives Extra Time - really good, short, sexy, saucy, shocking, I do love my trashy tv! Mix in a bit of stuff about traffic cops in cheshire shaking their heads over a nine year old on a powerful quad bike and you think god woman you watch all sorts u sad muppet??? heh heh Oh and a bit of Celeb Love Island - Pauls still being a pillock, Jayne looks like shes found her Tarzan in Feckin' Funny Fran and Abi and Lee could be heading into extra time after Fiji.... Both couples are sweet, convincing, harmonious, supportive of each other, Paul just doesnt seem to understand the basics of relationships - honesty, trust, understanding, he cant even take jokes even though he expects people to take his stupid lewd and childish behaviour, Liz is just far too paranoid about oneself, Rebecca is the deluded sick puppy dog whining and pining after Cad Calum Izzy just gets in a tizzy over a complete loser that she feels shes got to mother and cajole in return for a verbal ear bashing and a hot-cold 'friendship'.. its a nut house on that island it really is and I lurrrrve it!

Panic Stations!

Been to see my friend Janine today as she was having a job interview in Hull. Saw Joanne who used to foster cats for the RSPCA with her kids - appropriately going to Doncaster - a bit of a loudmouth ginger haired lady of the night shall we say..
I thought Janine seemed very down and even me joking about her looking like an air hostess with her pinstripe suit and black trolley suitcase thing, seemed to backfire spectularly and I did bite her head off a bit when she said oi missy get your a*se here on the phone because I was taking my time. I was stumbling in my heels like a blindwoman not remembering where to go and I fed up of being messed about as she wasnt being clear on what we were doing or anything. I was under the impression we'd have an hour go for a coffee and lunch or whatever walk round Princes Quay but in the end I was doing that on my own wandering around like a headless chicken for very little reward!
I felt really bad afterwards because I was all hassled and tired, feeling irritable because the phone wasnt working the weather was oh so wonderful(not) and I'd got all the way to Princes Quay only for her to say she'll meet me at the Station!! It was all a rush job for nothing really she wasnt too pleased about being in Hull and made cutting remarks about the place, I dont know why she bothered. She moaned at me for not coming over quick enough bought me a drink only to say two minutes after sitting down that she better go as the train's arrived. Fan-bloody-tastic. So obviously my morning and early afternoon was full of mayhem and misery.. I did find it interesting going round the shopping centre though, its smartened up quite a bit some nice designer shops in the mix :o) (I looked, I touched but I didnt buy...honest!)
Got the train to Goole, had beans on toast at the Continental Cafe wandered round for what seemed like eternity, saw Emma with a friend.. My rain and wind battered umbrella summed me up - upside down and almost broken - I think because I was so happy this morning and all dolled up ready to go it just put me on a downer seeing Janine looking hassled and getting all agitated over a job that she wasnt that interested in going for in the first place, because after all the months and months of saying she wants to move 'south' she finally thinks now shed rather be in Edinburgh. Make your mind up woman!!!!!!!! I know what I want in life but so many people dont! Am I a freak?
Chatted to Dad, read the papers and magazines and went over for the fitness test. Bumped into quite a few old faces - Mrs Punton the RE teacher, Emma Dean from Mrs O'Roukes form, I'm quite excited now about my new fitness regime as its all based around general fitness and strength training I'm basically no good for the slaughterhouse I'm as flat as a pancake and as lean as a bean and I need some good ol' carbs and weights to get me going! Dr Atkins must be turning in his grave.......... Had a natter about scary Stu (two hours in the gym on a sunday?! bizarre?) vegetarianism (shes a veggie didnt realise Stuart was - have I given him a brownie point who knows? He fancies the girl who did the test - blonde skinny Lisa.. shes very sweet and nice) But getting down to the nitty gritty it was the usual stuff, calculating just how low can you go - not jeans - my blood pressure - some people cant find my pulse I should be in a mortuary.. how much do you need to sweat.. do not readjust your set.. this is not a porn channel (riight..) Do I smoke? (no not one of my vices) do I drink (not as much as my brother and my dad, but I wouldnt try and compete with dad anyway being a double whiskies man and Stus just a showoff) What physical activities besides the gym do I do? (trampoline, dumb bells press ups sit ups I'm my harshest meanest critic and slavedriver it has to be said!!!) Basically I do 5-10mins bike to warm up 5-10 jogger, stepper and rower then two sets of twelve of different toning and weight machines so about an hour doing similar stuff as before but cranking up a gear lifting heavier weights for less time but maximising the impact. You never know I might turn into WWF wrestler or something - hey, ants can lift things heavier then their body weight several times over!!!!!!! (ha ha) it was really good, really inspiring. Ive also got to get the heart rate above 160-172 so I build strength up rather than cutting out fat that is quite frankly non existent. Dont you just want to shout boo hiss at the computer screen like I'm a virtual panto baddie or something?! All I need now is to get Alex's act together - Lisa was wondering when she was coming again and whether shed gone back to the gym since she joined - I need to crack the whip!!!!
Had a fab tea, Mum unexpectedly made a chocolate pud and choc sauce - didnt look like choc though looked like dark cake mixture didnt want to offend mum but then I did by just coming out with it but thats me, I've had one of those days today where I've not known when to shut up, I think I've been keeping alot inside lately, reserving it for the mind or putting it down in the blogger. Im doing all this gym work getting my hair done going to the beautician going out with mates but theres just something missing from my life.. but then I think do I really miss what I dont have when I keep hearing sad tales about people splitting up - Three legged Boris's previous owner rang up in tears saying shes probably going to split up with her Yorkshire greyhound owning tough guy shes got a sweet little blonde son Finlay but his parents havent spoken to her since the cat got savaged by the dogs and hes apparently got like his family in age being aggressive and controlling and difficult. I dont like to generalise but people who own aggressive dogs or train them to be so, tend to be very strong headed controlling and powerful with people. He liked her to be as fit as him in terms of gym training etc and shes so lovely and laid back likes doing baking and being a mum very gentle woman whilst he seemed nice enough, bit of a jack the lad handsome chap but something was there.. hmmm.. Anyway shes going to bake for us - therapy! she can bash the scone mixture or whatever thinking its the bully boyfriend!! On an even sadder note Elizabeth an old friend of the family is very upset as her mothers died and why she was so ill and years ago, couldnt get up one day - paralysed.. and had to be looked after for seven years(!) by her family, was because she had breast cancer and could not bear to tell anyone, in her last days she didnt want to live anyway. How awful. What else can I say? When things like that happen you realise life is so precious, so short, youve got to enjoy every bit of it, learn from things, spend time with as many people as possible and dont shut anyone out, dont have regrets or worries, just get on with your life while youre able to enjoy it.
On a lighter note Celeb Love Island was bizarre - and I'm not just talking about Dumbo Danans lovelife - he cracks me up saying things like hed like to have six wives 'theyd be able to enjoy me and share me between them and all get along nicely' ha ha ha. Quality. But the ffing and blinding and hot-cold shennagins with Nikki - oh purleaaase complaining about her crudely going on about 'look i've got bites all over my ass' legs high in the air to all the girls is a bit rich when hes swearing every five seconds and going on about how much he wants to do it with her. Whats he expect anyway shes a playboy model!!! Bit like when Izzy swore at him repeatedly for messing her about and he said shut up and dont be so rude on that boat trip a while back - hes got serious issues that boy!! He thinks we're laughing with him but I'm sure the majority are laughing AT him.. Jayne pulled a weird stunt picking Lee for the daytrip perhaps for a bit of devilment - Abi wasnt happy(!) perhaps because she still has a soft spot for him - joking to the cameras that he better watch out if he makes a move on her as she'll get him - very playful and happy with his company but maybe just maybe time with Fran in the Loveshack will sort her messed up head but then this is a man that scored nul points with Jodie Marsh and had a volatile relationship and child with a teenage popstar from Atomic Kitten but then will she be the right one to tame him? Vunerable girls like Jayne who are fun sporty and flirty on the one hand but unpredictable on the other might actually present a challenge that he'd thrive on??? Hmmmm.. we'll see.. As for Abi and Lee! Bring. It. On. I love the way she bosses him around saying she'd regret it in the morning being dragged off for a snog and him going on ;I've fallen for you Abi' 'Stay cool..we're on national tv' blah blah - does she get a bonus point for being all coy and a double one for not even sleeping with him??? I think they are genuine together but are quite bizarrely worried about what people think about them as theyre in a surreal environment from which there is little escape. I'm wondering when this surfer guys coming in to stir things up... well thats it for now, enough talking drivel! I'm obsessed with tripe arent I?!

P.S. I watched the Michael Jackson verdicts just before watching Love Island and I have to say I was suprised he got off the drink charges but felt he wasnt going to be found guilty of the molestation ones - no smoke without fire but the evidence wasnt even lighter fuel to a hardly smoking fire, hes weird, hes troubled, hes close to topping himself and even before the trial ended we were all in agreement whatever the verdict hes a ruined man. Theres people that wonder how he got away with it and wondering why the hell he paid so much money, theres people that think hes got off cos hes a star, theres people that think the boys were just in it for the money/manipulated by their parents and what the hell were the parents doing to allow their children to be with someone that just wasnt right anyway.. theres people that think hes innocent but needs locking away in a mental institution because hes out of his mind from the case and from the years of abuse from his father and other people who made money out of his weirdness, talent and musicality. A very tragic tale. As someone summed it up in the courtroom, no one comes out of this a clear winner. After all, the accuser and witnesses from both sides will be harrassed and given a hard time by both supporters and doubters... the next few weeks will be very interesting but sad at the same time. His life will never be the same.

Life's too short

After a morning of chilling, making a smoothie, watching Ladette to Lady and Extreme Makeovers I was jolted back to reality when I visited Nana in the afternoon. Dads cousin Ed has split with his wife and theyve got three young children, hes worked all day and all night she doesnt work as looking after the kids is pretty much full time when they have no money to employ someone. A gentle, loving, cute as pie family it was a real shock. Shes found someone and its been going on this split, since Christmas.. blimey! Makes you realise life is far too damn short! Its cold and has been pouring with rain..wonderful!!!
Not really done alot today when I think about it. Been very lazy. Tea was very late! Stuart went to go look at a new mini (flashboy!!) and consequently tea had to fit round his stomach (dont you just love Boy Blunder? not...) Ive felt a bit moody if I'm honest. Worrying about finicky stuff panicking I've sent too many texts and am about to be beheaded by the Greenmonster aka Dad(!) You know how people smoke more cigs when theyre stressed or panicking about something, be it exams, love, health, wealth etc well I send more texts?? Kind of makes sense? No........oh well...
I was most annoyed with Stu he took forever I just watched TV and then eventually we went out caught up with Alexs dad in the Brewers Arms he was a bit "jolly" as he and his mates made jokes about staying for the free food as theyd stopped serving hours ago, like 7! it was now past 9pm! I was not pleased as I'm very fussy about when I eat and the substitute was Pizza Hut. Hmm... to top it all off they talked about cars all the way there and the waitress incensed Stu by hesitating on whether to give us kids menus or not and my pasta was ok but not brill, even Wetherspoons was better you know what its like you get past eating and when it comes youre let down as youve spent hours drooling over the images of certain things and get carried away!!
Love Island was pretty much a catch up show, nothing new to say really, Lee and Abi are declaring their undying love for each other pretty much getting all cuddly and Lees going 'I'm falling for you Abi" Awwwwwwwwwwwwwww it might be a match of the day!!! hes scored.........etc etc (ok I'll stop it now) Still no clearer on the Paul-Izzy-Naughty Nikki scenario but Jaynes doing her best to wind up Paul and up the ante for the last week of Love Island (sniff sob sob - oh is that Kerry Katona??? ahem.. newspapers are alleging that she took drugs as her"mates" have grassed her up a) because shes beyond therapy - even though shes already been in and out of therapy for her marriage breakup etc quite a few times and b) shes said hurtful things to them. Actually guys... I think its a moneyspinner!! If she really is taking drugs she needs help not ridicule and shaming like that shes only 24 two kids a failed marriage it wouldnt suprise me but no need to go to the press in such a nasty vindictive manner - eye for an eye should not have a place in the 21st century!)
Good night all..

Cream teas, Chilling & Chatter

Went to visit Mums friend Gillian today. It was alot more diverse than I thought, from canalside walks to cream teas, curries and chatter about everything from uncovering dirty pans at Uni to cat tails(see what I did there?) to Dads unique art of 'lowering the tone' - I was a little bit wary of being too giggly and silly but they did loosen up quite a bit and laughed too about his puns as Mum related the story of Anna and the kittens and showing off the flashy mobile phone it was quite a laugh actually, considering theyre quite old fashioned and practical they were quite amiable hosts. I was suprised Mark liked Big Brother given that he likes old pop music and sensible clothes and has a plain looking girlfriend (according to Mum, I cant quite remember what she looks like) but its always these quiet intelligent types youve got to watch! Gillians quite worried about him because he failed his last set of exams and had to start all over again as he was so heavily into his cycling. Rebecca hasnt changed a bit, no makeup, tomboy, plays the drums in a band with her brother on the keyboard or guitar, still hates clothes shopping and doesnt wear make up - she doesnt look anything like 17 she just hasnt changed. None of them have really. Although theyre churchgoers and have certain things that are alien to us, we agree on some things like Bob Geldof being a scruffy arrogant twit with his heart in the right place but should think before he speaks sometimes, Charlotte Church being 'the wrong side of curvy(Gillian thought that was funny how I put that) discussing what goes down in Dublin (Dad describing Metallica and Slipknot next door was funny shaking guinness glasses and mixing with goths...hes told me a million times but the mental image is still as funny as ever) and discussing concerts from purile language at a Pink concert to brilliant Bryan Adams Grandads grumpy moments at the Neil Diamond concert there were some real tales being bandied about..
Also played on their piano quite a bit and watched them play the drums etc felt a bit uncomfortable I'm not really a show off, theyre not, but its just like you feel like you should be playing something for them but I just didnt have and still don't have the guts. I like to play for pleasure and although I think they do genuinely like having their own band and practicing their pieces they didnt initially just find a love of music it was instilled into them as a discipline from their parents giving them something to focus on. Both the girls are very quiet, Marks very good with both, patient and attentive considering the age gaps 17, coming up for 20/21, 9, Gillian makes nice homecooked food and Iains quite a smart interesting cookie with his irreverent comments and knowledge about everything from football to finance its interesting sometimes just to take a back seat from your own life and look at someone elses and learn from it. Theyre so calm and collected and yet so determined with certain things.
I wasnt too keen on the canalside walk but I did it to be sociable and get some exercise after scoffing cookies (admittedly out of boredom as I was thinking too much about irrelevant stuff like football and what I was going to write in this blogger!) saw Andy Grays house and went on about the new footballers pads thing on mtv and what I think of people like that I felt really chatty and up for it today very strange!
Not alot else to report really its been quite a nice leisurely day but the big shock was Calum being booted out (Plonker Pauls still slurping all over Isabella AND Nikki (get a life luv - that goes to all three of yer!) Jayne and Fran seem to be getting on really well flirting and being all pally wally... a real loveshack contender? After all Irritating Izzy said she didnt fancy Paul at all and now she does and shes getting all upset and confiding in Abi whos oh such a relationship expert shes been with creeps (ahem) and big heads (ahem) before! I dont quite know whats going on with Liz still being there, the papers rib her mercilessly saying has anyone noticed shes actually still in there(!!) but I think the thing is with Calum hes a likeable enough guy but maybe the public wanted to split him and Loos up to create tension and drama to see if Loos will go for anyone else or maybe they resent the fact he was playing the game and being a bit 'Mr Smooth' hitting on Jayne was maybe a bit conceited, an effort to stay in maybe they thought hed done his time as he was giving Rebecca the cold shoulder a little and just being a lad again.. who knows.. not overly sure.. but I bet it was close between him and Rebecca as she is getting very irritating and in the background now shes shut up about Beckham and Calums gone now it may make or break her...

Variety is the Spice of Life

This is getting a bit predictable now. Washing stinky cat dishes, frying my brain with Jerry Springer UK version of trailer park trash, mulling around its just really dull.... I'm bored of doing the same old stuff. At least it made a refreshing change to meet Nicola who is a vegetarian, agrees more than a few heads need testing round Goole(!) and shared my enthusiasm for meeting people, getting on in life and generally having a good time - lifes too flipping short to feel miserable or predictable. The only way I can make a difference is by getting out there and applying my skills as a writer, social commentator and general all round nosey, designer diva, football fanatic and undisputed gob of the north! ;o) No good chatting on about what I want to do and banging on about gossipy, bitchy, controversial and random things from the council's decision to knock down houses to my obsession with certain subjects (lets not go there eh?) It was really good I felt inspired. I'm going to go a long to a meeting about a radio show project, which is run by young people for young people as an information service I could write for them at the very least, submit some poetry, irreverent thoughts and feelings, basically it might be the good kick up the bum I've been waiting for, to put pen to paper and do more than just surfing the web watching Jerry and going on about a certain bleached blonde bloke!!! :o)
Got my hair done - feel a bit like a sulky Kevin the Teenager because it looks nice but I'm not going anywhere to show it off! Boo hiss. Sulks turned to sighs when I got back as I realised I'd forgotten my keys so I went to the pens to talk to the cats, Sybil didnt hiss, Patch was quite cute he put his paws stretched out right up to my chest and pawed me like a dog, cats are so forgiving, even though I've shouted at him for chasing the other cats and chucked him back in the pen hes still come purring and rubbing as if nothing had ever happened. Sweet. Good job I'm not going out as my beloved Paul Smith (oh shut up namedropping woman!) top has got lots of white hairs on it, I dont mind, I'm not going anywhere (still a bit bitter about that arent I?!)
Watched the rest of Ramsays Kitchen Nightmares, makes me want to cook when I watch that show. Its not just the cooking that makes Grim Reaper Gord a lege its his shrewd, sharp edged sense of business getting the owner to go out and 'sell' the food cooking out on the promenade giving a bit of blurb whilst handing out colourful leaflets shes a real american chick feisty and determined but her crew were disorganised and disenchanted. A more fancy but still feasible feast of food and an injection of invention and inspired staff made for a much more successful recipe. He might rant and rave, he might be a bit arrogant and a bit fussy but he didnt get where he is today by being as nice as pie! Cant wait for the next one..
The rest of the evening is spent just tidying things up, editing and printing out cat pictures, I rang up Janine earlier to see how she was shes a bit better and wants me to meet up with her in Hull on Monday. It'll only be for about an hour but it'll be nice to see her. Shes like my evil twin, whatever I say or do, she'll look to the darker side of it and twist my arm, wind me up until I shriek with laughter or derision. Friends eh? For all her nuttiness and contradictions shes a good faithful friend and what you see is what you get with her. How many people these days really are themselves? In an age of reality tv and z list celebrities, its all too easy to become enthralled with other peoples perceptions of you and mould around that what you think people want you to be because you think thats the way to be successful - for e.g. some people on Big B have lied about having a partner or being bisexual to make them look 'cool' or controversial to get more publicity. Too many people in the limelight forget who they truly are and because 'fans' and fanatics want to be like them, they too lose their own identity and their friends and family go with it. A great shame.

Tricky Thursday

Never know what to do with myself on Thursdays. Its not yet the weekend yet I've probably been to the gym done shopping and all the boring chores and its no good going out in the evening as theres no one to go with. In the evening its the RSPCA AGM (borrrrrrrrrrrrring zzZzZ) and Mums out at work so I'm answering the phone calls theres already been two or three put on the answerphone before I even got up at 9.30. Blimey. As they say, a woman's work is never done! At least the sun's shining. Had a good ol' natter to Beryl, read the scandals online, made her a cup of coffee I had a cup of tea - I'm getting slowly in to it actually. tea's meant to be good for you and I find Coffee too heavy these days. Weird how your taste buds change isnt it? I hope Janine's alright I feel so sorry for her shes so desperate to move out and be with all her friends 'down south' as in round here, that shes having to crawl on to the train for the best part of the day in readiness for a job interview that she really cant afford to muck up. Poor girl. Makes me feel grateful that Mum and Dad are giving me time to find my feet. I'm hoping that Nicola at the Gate can sort me out on Friday - I dont mean Mike Tyson style! ha ha... I mean as in get me some voluntary work. As Mums said, you dont know where its going to lead. I love socialising and writing and just soaking in the atmosphere of life etc and its not really very productive sitting around writing this blogger doing naff all other than answering phone calls about cats drinking tea and watching Jerr-y Jerr-y !! (Lol) Right well I'm off to wash the cat dishes now (boring!)
Mulled around the house washed the cat dishes answered phone calls then watched Jerry Springer. Absolutely quality viewing. Mum watched bits of it with me because she could hear me laughing out loud from upstairs. Just little things like Jerry getting lost in translation "So you think shes cheating because shes got holes in her what?? tongue???" the bloke had a weird accent and was a bit slow you see "Ahh tights..what are they? shorts?" ha ha. Even better, when a scottish couple came on they had really strong Glaswegian accents I struggled myself they were agruing and when he said 'lassie' he said "whats a dog got to do with all this" or something like that. But the sniping comments are the best, mocking the vicky pollard/mike skinner look-a-likes' choices of dates and meet up places "you met at the bingo hall? what did she call out your numbers or something?" and the guy who didnt wash and spent all his time at the pub - "oh so you work now, oh...as a cleaner at the pub, great!" Ha ha ha. Brilliant brilliant brilliant. I need more!!!!!!! I thought it was going to be so boring because Steves not there (bald headed legendary Jerry Springer bouncer) and the restraints on bad language and content. If you havent seen it yet, please do! I'm just waiting for Channel 5 to poach him then the REALLY wacko people will be flocking to go on the show!
Did some typing up of emails and stuff for Mum, mulled around the house, some people came to look at Patch whos very sweet but not overly happy with other cats, hes not very old black and white and very appealing he just needs to be more tolerant. Nice young couple a few years older than me if that, very calm and sweet and just the sort you need.Sent them in Barbaras direction as theyve got a 7mnth old kitten that'll want to play and although theyre both at work for quite a while they'll take days off and have family willing to come over and spend time with the kitten which is nice. Patch might take offence to the kitten and all a kitten wants to do is play. Its nice that they just didnt want it to be lonely some people just think of themselves rather than the animal thinking oh thats cute or so and so will like it because it'll be company or would look cute on his/her bed youve got to think long term with these things.
Made a delicious quorn and tagliatelle dish for tea, had a quick 'skeg' through the scandal rags. Stuart and Dad were having a heated debate about possession of replica guns being treated in the same manner as 'real' guns Stuart thought it was ridiculous and blamedthis "unbelievable" decision on "bloody Tony Blair" but this is a boy that nagged for years for a pellet gun despite having nine cats playing in the garden, enjoys feeding bloodworms to his fish and watching them fight, thinks its good that Americans carry guns because they can defend themselves without waiting for the coppers that are all corrupt pigs who always collar little rich boys with private number plates and a bigoted attitude (ahem) Dad agreed with me and Mum that if you as much as go around with a fake gun, youve already thought about violence and renacting it in some form or other. Its the intent that worries people, in a flash, you dont know whos pointing what at who or what for all you know is someone is using something as a weapon and you might end up dead any second. Even toy guns look realistic these days.
We returned to a lighter note watching bits of Ramsay's Kitchen Nightmares before heading off to the RSPCA AGM. I was absolutely dreading it...
In the end it turned out to be quite an enjoyable battle of wills amongst all the gossiping and giggling over bacardi and coke and white wine and soda there was quite a bit of power playing going on - then older generation just dont want to let go and the younger generation are hell bent on taking it off them.. I seem to be making a name for myself as I made a cheeky comment about not being mentioned on the AGM report for my presswork to Barbara and June so they got me mentioned and officially voted on, I also joined in the treasurer debate (ooh a hot one! - Jane and Janet argued over it, Bill put his two penneth worth in John and Chris stuck up for their poor ol' mate Lesley in the wheelchair the regional representative unwittingly stoked the fire by saying he thought 'I dont know this lady very well but she sounds like a good candidate for a vice treasurer' Chris said he appreciated concerns & would get back to us after he'd spoken to Lesley - like thats going to get anywhere, we've been there before!!!) cost effectiveness of dogs die in hot car posters (my god ouch thats a vindaloo style debate - John has a tendency to take things upon himself and consequently wastes what could have been spent on more worthy things if hed swallowed a bit of pride) I explained the idea with the fliers that I'd quickly knocked up and mum and I set about organising whos going to go where and when I also got a mention for getting the ban on circuses set in stone for the Goole area so things are moving on! Finally getting brought kicking and screaming into the 21st century at long last.. Just a shame Jackie the new inspector is like a step back to the dark ages, Paul the one above her is great as is Tim the regional representative I spoke of earlier, they went on about how the branch does alot of good and also mentioned about the north although having more cruelty cases, perhaps isnt a cruel place, but a place where people are more forthright and want things dealt with whilst those in the south are perhaps guarded, snobby and dont always say what they think. A generalisation maybe, but theres some truth out there somewhere.. I think I can say I'm quite forthright and truthful about how I feel and thats why I'm a vegetarian and dont like leather and have misgivings about religion because I dont like cutting corners or lulling people into a false sense of security. I'm a woman of action as well as words, if I have to use words, I want them to be heard and I want to feel like I'm comfortable with what I'm talking about, if I get out there and party I want to be noticed and taken seriously not just someone propping up the bar getting insanely drunk on bacardi and coke. So thats why sometimes I have to say some things that some people might not like me for at the time - ie John with the posters (he made me press officer, he should negotiate and use me more, not just drop stuff on me or just bypass me, work as a team) Janine with my comments about her views on men (shes too giving and theyre too taking) I could go on and on. But we've got alot sorted in this last year and June's joined the comittee, Barbaras friend, she does baking and runs stalls, shes really kindly and has adopted cats from us so shes a useful able bodied person. Its very difficult with things like societies because some people do treat it as a social and when people are elderly or disabled its often the pinnacle of their limited lives and some are afraid to take it away from them. You dont want to fall out with people but then at the same time you dont want to lose sight of why you joined a charity in the first place. I thought I wasnt going to enjoy the meeting but I actually quite revelled in the banter and gentle persuasions and arguments going on. John was suprised I forgot about mentioning Chris in the minutes of the AGM for all his hard work but truth is I didnt forget I just thought he hasnt done alot all year and as much as I both respect them as people in the spirit of the branch and what the group has achieved, I think the names mentioned deserved more credit to be brutally honest. Mums brutally honest about Jackie as well, shes not too sure of her. Perhaps its because we've had such a good one in Corinna who was so friendly yet so efficient Jackies just a bit of a drip she just doesnt get her teeth into things and chase things up. All by the book rather than thinking beyond that and looking at individual cases and the welfare of animals. Another of these cutting corners and taking all the credit people, Jane Tredgetts another, this new website looks great for the Goole branch but it was Louise who organised its development not Jane yet she passed round the prototype but Louise (uncharacteristically it has to be said) put up with that... oh its all fun and games, so much more fur flies at these meetings!!!! ;O)
Got back and laughed at a few weird websites dad was checking out - gizmondo or something, via the shortcuts on his btyahoo homepage going on about everything from kitty loos (meet the parents eat your heart out!) to portable bidets (why???) and state of the art toilets that cover everything from basic hygiene to enema cleaning and feminine deodorizing functions (dont ask!!) To finish it all off, a site called The Anorak taking the p out of tabloid stories from a caption competition featuring pandas outside Neverland with banners to a david peckham thanking the sun for telling the truth that he really didnt have an affair and they always print the truth on stories and write lots of lovely things about them etc etc their spin on love island and swearing, taking a swipe at Michelle Bass and 'Chicken' Stu giving their take on the Big B lot its quite worth a look.. v up my street..
Rest of evening was as predictable as the plot of Corrie as I watched pillock Paul making an utter fool of himself declaring he was in love with Nikki - just for the record mate, shes a playgirl, even Calum Best is being more Nun-like Paul, keeping the pig pleasurer on her trotters, Jayne is turning into quite a funny girl even her expressions are comedic - wide eyed, gormless, manic hand gestures (and I'm not talking about Pauls sexual frustration its only a matter of time before he does...you know...) Her girlish giggles over telling Paul to kiss Nikki telling him 'its an eviction on Saturday you need to get moving' was just sooo conniving - shes making Paul look such a puppy dog Nikki will have anyone and Pauls willing to be that someone! But her face, oh her face, coming across Paul under the duvet with Nikki she looked like she'd seen a ghost!! Then the hilarious mickey taking of how many minutes Nikki had spent in the mens (if you know what I mean!) flashing up on the screen one minute fifty eight seconds or something like that, as opposed to Calum and Rebeccas eighteen minutes(?) ha ha ha ha. Classy it sure aint.. Jaynecouldnt believe "how fast this is going..oh..my...god" but then come on, hes a dog on heat and shes a porn princess - well near enough when youve done Playboy!!!! I like Nikki's black and pink 'Love' top though, cant quite read what the rest says, its quite nice. Nicely contrasted with Abi and Lee - Lee is SO NOT like Dodgy Danan - Paul falls "in love" with a new "hot chick" every five seconds whilst Lee says really mystifying things he smiles and goes all cuddly and coy with Abi then admits to the cameras in one breath, that he ' really likes her' and that 'we're really good mates..theres definitely chemistry..' but then 'as for romance..i dont know' what the hell does he want? Has he had a few too many footballs kicked near his brains (ie his downstairs..ahem!) or what? He flirted with Jayne then said they were mates, shared secrets with Abi admitted Nikki was a nice girl but was pleased to see the 'chabster' or whatever they call Abi, what the HELL does the guy want?? Blokes eh. Oh and another thing.. Paul has cottoned on to the fact Nikki is a bit "dippy" Oh and you're not eh Paul?
Also did a bit of channel hopping - the toughest pubs in Britain on Sky was very funny - one was a B &B in Blackpool that catered for raucous hen nights was really sickening - nudity, swearing, sex everywhere and anywhere - the blobby tattooed owner came up with a real classic to describe the whole experience "Some couple were sh*gging on the dancefloor 'ere... Its the first time we've ever had Strictly 'come' dancing, literally, in 'ere" With that, I went to bed. I dont know how I sleep at night with the images I see on the TV sometimes!!! I'll leave you with a poem that sums up for me, what loves all about, I dont think Paul has grasped any of it to be quite honest...

Love

Love is defending the indefensible
Love is acting stupid, when normally you're sensible
Love is heartbreak
Love is that indescribable ache
Love is passion
Love is running around in a crazy, mad fashion!
Love is the answer and perhaps a cure
For that lonely bottomless pit we've all had to endure
Love gives you life
Love gives you strife
Love is so many things I cannot pin down
Love isnt alwys a white wedding gown
Love is so personal and deep
Love is when you cannot sleep
Love makes you hungry
Love sets you free
Love makes or breaks a diet
Love never keeps quiet
Love breaks your heart
Love heralds a new start
Love is whatever you want to believe
Love is a feeling that never wants to leave
Love is for anyone and everyone out there
Love is showing someone you care
Love is being with someone despite your mother's scowling stare
Love is undefined
Love is kind
Love is gold dust to be cherished forever
Love is what I feel
We will all feel the real deal?!

Sunshine yay!!!

Had a good day today. Went to the gym with Alex she was given an induction by Lisa - who my brother fancies(!) I made her laugh because I was winding her up going on about how I was going to race her off the treadmill and blabbed on about how many 'fit' guys I was going to give the eyeball to on the jogger but theres never any fit ones theyre nearly all old gits or young spotty things wondering if I'm a girl from their class or not (heh heh) it was quite warm and steady away but I enjoyed it, really got me pumped up and happy to face the day. I saw quite a few people I knew in there but most suprisingly of all I saw Brian signing up so looks like I should be doing advertising for the gym as quite a few friends and acquaintances have joined up in the last few months! Booked myself in for a fitness test next week as I havent done one for ages. Had lunch in Wetherspoons talked about chocolate allergies, gossip, blokes, holidays, going out, all sorts really, just nice not to do alot after the gym sometimes as you can get quite hyperactive! Mum rang to see if I wanted a lift home and she thought ooh very nice to the thought of dinner in Wetherspoons but its not that classy in Goole. Its ok but I'd rather go to Bettys in York or have pasta in Pizza Express.....ooh I'm such a fussy person!!!! Wheres that rich bloke with the blind stick is he crossing the road to meet me yet?! Its the same old food in Wethers, but its reliable, not too expensive and you get a decent meal.
Rest of the day was spent making raspberry and apple crumble, watching tv and chatting to Janine as Mum Dad and Stu went bowling. Poor Janine is coming down with a virus and shes got a job interview in Hull on Friday, shes going tomorrow as the journeys so long (she lives in Aberdeen!) and she'll need a rest before the interview. She got really tearful and even joking about football and blokes couldnt quite steer her away from worrying about letting people down if she didnt go but at the same time panicking that shes going to be sick all the way there. After much deliberation she decided she was going to go, very brave of her, its more than six hours train travel and then getting a bus to the b &b then working out how to get to her job interview negotiating buses - Hull buses are about as reliable as Calum Best sticking to one woman - not very!!!!!
On a cheerful note I started watching Jerry Springer from this morning I'm really enjoying it (chavs, pond life, vicky pollard look a likes, that sort of thing) Dad and Stu gatecrashed it and Dad said he wanted to watch it Stu wanted to replace it with yet more trash, namely Mile High, eventually dad said to put Mile High on (!) I love it, bitchy lines, crazy couplings, drug scandals, sex scandals, blackmail, ott situations, its all good brain frying nonsense!!! To top it all off we finished with Celebrity Love Island - Nikki bored Lee with a shopping trip trying on bikinis that were, in Lees words 'three sizes too small' Abi, Nikki, Paul and Lee exchanged notes under the doors slushing schmoozing and sneaky tactics are the order of the day.. Calum's crawling all over Jayne who has a bit more brain cells than his usual conquests and can see hes doing it to upset the Loo-se woman and for a bit of laddish jokery, Paul and 'Bella' have finally kissed and made up (for now!) Abi's got voted into the Love Shack and the public shout hurrah as we might get some naughty things going on tomorrow night (or at least thats what millions of male viewers are hoping!) Not alot planned tomorrow really hopefully the phone wont ring too much while mums out at work. I think Im going to take it easy as I've been to the gym two days in a row now(!)

Sweaty, Stuffed and Suntanned (ish)

Mulled around in the morning tidied up chatted briefly to Sharon answered the cat phone calls its been quite a nice day today. The sun's shone most of the day, had a good work out at the gym before lunch then went to the Brewers Fayre with John. Hes been getting on ok with his cat, hes traditionally a dog person but he was really singing its praises its called poppy and is all black it talks to you like thomas does and wants to be on your knee and be cuddled. I think its helped him get over Sally a bit, just to have a bit of company really. Hes even brushed it and put alot of food out for it which is nice.
He was really grateful and no trouble at all. Hes on crutches and is losing his upper body strength from being on crutches for so many years with his cerebral palsy but he doesnt like to be a "nuisance" to quote him, even though alot of people with lesser 'disabilities' would claim for the slightest of things and milk it (not naming names..ahem!) We talked about everything from his visit to the Tutankhamun exhibition and the programme on how he died - apparently hed got a thigh injury that developed an infection and most probably led to his early death. We were saying that even though they were great builders and very advanced for their time, those who lived a very long time like one of the Rameses pharoahs, suffered alot before they died at the age of ninety or eighty because they had bad teeth and things that they just lingered with like say a broken hip because they didnt have the know how to fix the problems and make their last days comfortable. Also said about how statistics dont take in to account every factor like with gravestones from the Victorian era having eighty year olds and ninety year olds and we're all marvelling about it but not thinking about the high number of infant mortality and those living beyond the age of five. This led to a discussion about quality of life, better to have a healthy mind than to be perfectly physically ok and remember nothing or just go doolally and upset the family and friends. I had read in the paper about how a seventy eight year old former clinical psychologist had died of alzheimers, brilliant mind who had dedicated his life to saving people yet couldnt save himself from a horrible lonely death like that. Very sad. Talked about how disgusting it is that children and parents dont interact with each other and how people just expect to be spoon fed and other people like the government or schools are expected to provide all the answers to every whim, need and problem just because they cant be bothered or havent made use of their education, which is such a disgrace given that some countries do not even have access to half the provisions and services we do. John said in China or Japan someone had invented a cot that could make a child go to sleep quicker which was quite unnatural - even small babies need stimulation through music or pictures or just being in a room soaking in people and the world around it, had a discussion about how dummies should be banned and that there was more than meets the eye about the autism scandal and the MMR jabs - its not necessarily the jab but something else that no ones picked up as polio and other diseases have been given as double or triple jabs for years with very little comeback.. Whilst we may agree to disagree on some things like with my "strong" points of view as a vegetarian - as mum put it, hes really knowledgeable and interesting to talk to. Its a pity that most of the older generation that I know in my family, arent always accessible or easy to talk to about anything or everything without falling out or being left with a sense that youve offended them in some way. Had a lovely roasted vegetable pasta dish with a chocolate pot to finish it off, I felt as stuffed as an unfortunate Christmas turkey!!! all the hard work from the gym undone in a few mouthfuls and a lift of the fork and knife eh? I made John and Mum laugh I said I might look innocent and people might think they can get their way with me but what they dont know is I'll have them for breakfast I've got my knife and fork in the handbag ready and waiting!!!
Relaxed for a bit then went to singing lesson, got a new piece, Mums still trying to persuade me to go to the choir but I like singing for me and some of them are doing it for show and to gain grades I want to enjoy it and be free, be expressive, without feeling I'm at school again. I might have a word with Diane but I like the freedom of it just being me and not having to worry about someone next to me or behind me putting me off as I'm trying to keep along with the group. Also got an email from Nicola at the Gate, I'm going to meet her at 1.3o to discuss doing some voluntary which is great. So the balls rolling along again...lets just hope it doesnt stop! Mulled around in the garden made a pineapple orange and melon smoothie the sun's out its not a bad day all in all. I'm looking forward to tomorrow I'm going to the gym *again!* with Alex as shes doing her induction at the Leisure centre. It'll be nice to have some company from now on.
Stu and Dad were as volatile as ever (lets not go there eh?) saw bits of a documentary on Michael Jacksons trial I'm not sure what to believe. With the recent wave of paedophiles and sex offenders and the media having a more powerful role in general its hard to dissect the facts from the elaborate fiction especially considering past cases have been allowed to be relayed to the jury - some of the witnesses have far too many grudges to bear some seem like freeloaders some just seem hell bent on making a name for themselves. But at the same time, is Jackson a victim of a lethal cocktail of his fading success and a brutal upbringing where he was allowed no time to be "normal" and develop an "acceptable" relationship with children?? Or is he using this 'poor little rich kid beaten by his controlling daddy' tag to mask a calculating, sick and freaky desire to sexualise his love of childish games and obsessions like his lifesize figures and the strange neverland ranch? Are now grown up children who were abused by Jackson controlled by the media and their peers? How do they know they were definitely abused or not abused when so much is at stake? If it was anyone else, hed be locked up or discharged by now, because hes a celebrity its made the whole thing a freaky sick circus which is so much more than just ping pong in the courtroom between prosecution and defence. One thing is clear to me, his parents have alot to answer for, they are just as guarded, strange and eerie as he is, his fans even more so, with eccentric confidantes (Uri Geller, Liz Taylor) divided family members and ridiculed children, it was never going to an easy ride for either side. I really dont know what to believe because theres been so much hooh hah on both sides with their own agendas be it for money or fame. My gut feeling is that he did have an inappropriate relationship with children but not necessarily knowing it was evil or against the law, perhaps he still thinks hes a child so that gives him a right to be weird and strange with them, but at the same time, you wonder how much of his celebrity status he used to bribe these children into playing along with his sick 'fantasies' if he does get jailed, that would be wrong for him, I think he should be in a mental institution. Hes very tragic, I dont think hes entirely evil I dont think he understands himself or others either because of his upbringing or because he has been torn in so many directions by so many people desperate to exploit his undoubtable talent as a singer and a dancer. One things for sure, not even the verdict will stop people from talking about what is turning out to be the trial of the century so far.
Watched bits of Fat Families families competing against each other to lose the most weight and win a prize. Just to get Stuart going there was a family from Doncaster(!) One of the families, I think they were irish, were well on the way to having heart problems the mother was 38 and on heart tablets and couldnt run, the daughter was already being monitored for a heart condition and she was barely in her teens. One boy was so fat he cried out in pain when he tried to stretch or run in the back garden! Shocking. I get the feeling some people will stop at a certain point and realise theyve got to do something, others just ignore it, know theyre fat but cannot stop themselves and its those types that need more than just slim fast or weight watchers, they need to psycologically retrain themselves which was the case of the irish family. Piles and piles of crisps, ready meals, chocolate by the bucket load, absolutely utterly disgusting. They had no care about their appearance, their diet, their fitness, it was just unbelievable but there again I love the gym and I like to look nice.
Enjoyed Love Island, cant believe Lee has escaped from the Love Shack and that Nikki sums up my opinion on stereoptyically surgically enhanced women - boring boring boring boring - even for an ex footballer! Dear me. All she did was sleep and engage in small talk about why was Abi upset and I wonder how Paul is etc etc wohoo dull as dishwater. Calum's going off Rebecca hes not snogging her as much and I think hes realising that theres more to life than faking a relationship for the sake of your place on a tv reality show full of people that are not really your type and youre just going for the best of a bad bunch to kill time, not very cool or clever for a suave annoyingly pretty boy and arrogant Mr Best. You cant help but like him with his wittiness and observations but then maybe he looks more intelligent because of pathetic Paul and leering Lee who just cannot seem to grasp that women can read between the lines and get cross wired every now and then so dont 'have fun' with them then expect them to tell instantly whats friendly and whats flirty. Oh dear @ Paul and Isabella being picked for the day trip. Yes Isabellas moody and yes shes going a bit nuts but can you blame her? Paul was all over her like a rash she backed off told him she wasnt interested (which was right, at the time) then she felt sorry for him was one of the first genuine people to hug him and give him a shoulder to cry on then instead of thinking great I'll take it slow with her and maybe we can start again he goes all gaga over a girl whos stripped off and posed for Playboy - class or crass which does he want?! Isabella wants to mother him and like I read in a magazine, wants to mother him and turn him into a good boy but he'll see that as dull and its got to be more than cuddles and kisses for Paul. He wants to get off with a girl within minutes of meeting her and fulfil his lusty thoughts Nikki is perfect for that, shes got no scruples thinks hes great and is open about wanting to have sex on the show - in fact I saw in the papers today she said shed have sex with ANYONE so hes in there!! Isabella is a nice, intelligent, pretty, physically fit girl and does not need a moping perverted sick puppy dog sniffing and dribbling one minute and going all nanas and wide eyed like hes had too many tequilas just because she doesnt approve of him changing his mind quicker than flicking a light switch - grow up Paul!!!!!!!!! If I were Izzy I'd shove him in the sea and hog the camp all to myself.. But I cant wait to see what happens when Nikki gets up and realises Lees gone though! Hes quite taken with Abi it was as if it was some perfect holiday romance the way they greeted each other but its all going to change when the surfer dude comes in.. yayyy!!!

Monday Madness

Traditionally, I hate Mondays. Answering cat phone calls, chatting about trivial stuff from outrage over the Beckhams son Romeo having his ears pierced chuckling at the disruption chav Rooney and chavette Colleen are probably causing on a peaceful part of the carribbean on their hols did little to make me go ooh or ahh but at least nothing bad happened. I tidied up my room went on the sims chatted to Sharon the cleaner washed the cat dishes it really was an average, quite forgettable day. Sometimes lazy boring days are the best though, allows you to wallow in drivel on the front pages of the scandals and talk rubbish via email about blokes, birthdays, beautiful brain-dead women and bashing so called model women who are really stick thin freaks with more money than sense that sort of stuff... I could write essays based on my observations I really am quite a bitter twisted cynical old woman in a young womans body when its a boring Monday - makes me think about things that really arent worth thinking or worrying about, but at the same time now and then something profound comes out of it, like discussing the wider implications of documentaries like the one on gangs and how alot of people in this country dont realise how lucky they are. Beryls son Kevin really wants to move and his friend offered to have a house with him but really the cost of the house is sky high even before you get to bills and day to day running of the place, said about Stu wanting to move and Beryl and I came to the conclusion that unless you are with someone like a friend or a partner who you trust financially and emotionally with a big change in your life, its really like thrusting yourself into a tasty all too tempting bowl of custard that upon landing, reveals itself to be full of unforgiving sharks in the shape of the taxman the landlord and the irate banker still waiting for bills to be paid... But at least we're not in danger of being shot or going out with basic things like assistance for medicine, shelter, water and basic food supplies..
Did a few jobs for mum corrected and typed a bit of correspondence up for her and chatted to a lady who took Rosa for a bit, shes interested in Thomas but Chris Dunk still thinks Thomas hasnt got long to go and hes really settled here Mums not sure what to do either. I think the Beatties are lovely theyve got several old cats of their own Thomas is easy with them but knowing that the vets had once said to Christine that Thomas only had a year or more left to live it makes you think its a bit evil asking someone to take a dying cat on. You wouldnt think it though the way he squeaks and miaows fussing round Sharon fussing round me, Mum, sitting on Dads knee like lord muck, hes quite a sprightly old boy considering.. after all, they said Skippy was "ancient" and shes still here several years later!!!!!! So they do get it wrong..
Mum and Dad are still at loggerheads over Sandras proposed walking trip. I find it quite childish, posessive, its like the fact I had to put Mr and Mrs K Petty on the correspondence envelope. I'm a strong independent person I dont belong to anyone but myself and if I want to do something or be something I'll do my upmost to be myself and do what I want to do. If I was married I would either use my old name or be a double barrelled name the more I think about it all, in this day and age, marriage is just a piece of paper and if people live together too long unless theyve got kids and they feel they need to do it for them, it almost freaks them out and gives them unwanted pressure on the day and the family just go nuts over the whole unexpected wedding and then they split up.. not always, butit makes you wonder if its worth the fuss. Even if I was married or made some kind of long term comittment it doesnt mean a bloke can tell me what I can or cant do or make me feel guilty about spending time with my family or friends. Having time apart should make you stronger not weaker, you dont love someone any less you just want to explore life and enjoy it and not get bogged down with the routine of being a slave, waiting on hand and foot for the precocious teenager, answering cat phone calls to the extent that you feel like smacking the phone against the wall like youre a wwf impersonator, Stu and Dad are afraid of me, deep down. Mum puts up with things more, perhaps its a little bit of her sheltered upbringing, perhaps its just her shy and put upon nature, I'm not sure, all I know is deep down she gets annoyed with Dad for shouting and Stuart for being like the dark side of Dad all too often when he comes home from work - swearing, being horrid to the cats, laughing and things he should be appalled at, being narrow minded etc etc, but she bottles it up and doesnt give them the silent treatment or just let it all out. If she does, she eventually backs down and feels guilty as dad does the "im always in the wrong" translated as "im never wrong how dare you say that" and stuart goes "bloody cats..on the phone about bloody cats" translated into I want your attention Im your big baby son and I need to be your priority despite having own wage a car two hands two legs and a brain (if it clicks in gear!) My point being, if they get left with me, I will cook, but without ffing and blinding and demand after demand, if they start, they can get a takeaway. Pure and simple. They can be very lovely caring people but sometimes when it comes to others taking holidays orgoing out with friends to the extent it effects their routine, its suddenly vigorously opposed. But its ok for them to go to Dublin or Las Vegas or wherever - because they know we can fend for ourselves we miss them, in an emotional sense, but not on a day to day basis. With Stu and Dad is a double blow they want our company but they also want their personal chefs/carers on tap... Ooh I'm such a bitchy ol gal!
Anyway, enough of the whingeing!! Spent rest of the day just chilling out, rung up Jemma for a chat, spoke to her mum, made her laugh talking about football, blokes, the usual mindless drivel, I think it helps her as she gets so fed up being holed up at home - must be very claustrophobic after a while!.
Watched Celeb Love Island as usual, it didnt disappoint... Alls fair in love and war eh?! Paul's moved on from boobs to lips "oooh those lips are gorrrrrgeous" hes so camp yet such a ladykiller in just a few steps...(Lol) Isabella said hes thinking with his dick not his head' (very lady like from a 'Lady'!) Jayne (who dad likes and mum thinks is quite pretty and nice) said hes selfish he cant think past one thing he only thinks of himself and not about other peoples feelings and Cad Calum was even shocked about the whole hands on approach (he was massaging Nikki with her top off and grinning at her with such a dirty disgusting look!!!!) saying his gushing interrogation was "cheesy" asking her about whether Cameron and Justin were getting married and even his old bedmate Abi couldnt persuade him to get a reality check - it takes a slapper to know a slapper and to be fair I think shes got more between the ears than this horrid plastic thing telling him that shes just playing around with him and shes not really in it for you sort of thing (well shes been there done that got the t shirt so again...she should know...) Isabellas "very angry" but glad shes found out what shes like - but she had been a bit silly falling out with him and saying she wanted privacy and on the love shack thing she really was quite harsh so maybe a bit of comeuppance but at the same time he was a bit evil to her..
Abi almost messed it up joking that she wanted to go in the Love Shack with anyone but Lee but then backtracked and they both agreed itd be them or Paul and Nikki. Im loving the way she bats her eyelids with very notable contempt at Nikki. The others are being oh so nice to her but its all oh so fake...
But then the whole camp was totally rocked when the public played devils advocate and opted for Lee and Nikki. Lee said he didnt like blondes when he entered the love island stayed true to his word with Jayne then made a play for 'just good friends' him and Abi... hmmmmm so anything could happen!!! Paul looked gutted Abi looked very very angry (Isabella, Abi and Jayne may be friends after all with their mutual hatred of this Nikki woman!!!!!!! Isabella thinks shes better looking Jaynes fingers are disappearing rapidly and Abi is just absolutely steaming..) I cant wait for the next installment.. Mum feels "sorry" for Paul and thinks "they'll be absolutely horrible" to him after his swift turn of attentions to Nikki after Isabella started to change her mind and be a shoulder to cry on. But then, you reap what you sew dont you??? he should be a) careful who he picks on and b) a bit more caring and careful about his decisions in love..

Til the next time folks..

Patience is a virtue.....

I usually have plenty of this but today I've been a bit bored and fed up just emailing, watching random tv, tidying my room listening to music, really studenty behaviour really! Only had a smoothie for breakfast was still a bit jittery after last nights revelations (im still pinching myself) played around with the modelling clay type stuff Stu had bought for my birthday Mum and Dad were quite impressed, had toasted cheese sandwich mid afternoon chatted chilled out well sort of still a bit of a chill in the air after the storm yesterday about Stu's desire to move out and Dads desire to "knock him down" to quoteth Stu.. oh and the fact that Mum was dealing with cats and cat phone calls etc didnt take to it very well. The other night there was a conversation about Mum maybe going to Scotland walking with Auntie Sandra and the big babies threw a full Elton style wobbly saying what do you want to do that for it'll never come off etc etc meaning we cant cope on our own dont leave us with the feminist one who wont have our tea on tap on time and to order (i am not anyones slave, not in this life or the next i can tell ya!!!)
On a more cheerful note I played on the sims txted my good contact of mine and things are going swimmingly all I need now is a bit of magic, a bit of patience and who knows.... this could be it!! (oh god dont get the hankies and the sick buckets out just yet im trying to resist the urge myself!!) rang my mate Janine shes having a great birthday she really loved my cheeky coasters which is great and shes got loads of lolly hopefully she'll save a bitand spend a bit on a new haircut and new glasses..she could be a fellow trendsetter...I have hopes for her yet!!!
Went to the simmons saw Chris, he was quite jovial actually made jokes about Auntie Sandra going to Nanas, Emma and Josh and Dean have gone to the cinema to see League of Extraordinary Gentlemen 2 and Dean is getting a new go faster boy racer version of Peugeot 206 came back watched Dr Who (I'm going to miss Chipmunk face and Big Ears!! I thought it was great when the Dr went on a 'date' with that alien...total comedy but tense at the same time!!) cant wait for the next episode when they go on reality tv shows looks fab!!!
Had tea then watched Footballers Wives - Bruno deserves a good bashing, the hoover bloke's careers going down the pan as his missus gets closer to his old man as he ruins his life with charlie is it the end for Colleen and Wayne (sorry, Shannon and Harley) oh and anyway Harleys better looking than Wazzzzza (what a nickname eh? can just hear the scouse in that nickname even just spelling it out!) cant wait for the next episode with Bruno's little girl picking up a tablet (clue, its not Nurofen!) and seeing what unfolds with sleazy Seb and Bruno's girl... think hes heading for a thumping!!!!!!
Jut rung my mate Alex upto check about going to the gym together as shes getting her induction done this week it'll be great as although I dont mind gonig on my own it makes it more sociable going with someone and she needs a bit more motivation anyway as I know she wont do it alone, she'll do it for a bit and get fed up so gob of the north is the perfect solution!!!
Watched a documentary about gangs in Rio Stuart disappointed me he kept saying that the only solution was to either nuke, napalm or shoot them all as if all people in rio were criminals despite the fact that a) the police were giving them guns and tip offs b) the good coppers and even the head of police(!) admitted there were bad ones and were blase to say the least about the underhand activities c) lads as young and probably younger than 19 were in posession of weapons that were either something out ofa western circa 1950 or powerful machine guns still used in the Army today. Somebodys got to take responsibility and start the ball rolling. Hundreds of people in prison cells for 15 people a preacher that was doing disturbing exorcisms of the 'demons' to make them turn against criminal acitivities, young boys willing to decapitate and maim their own if they shopped one another to the police, a bloke that was taken to the back of a cop van and shot several times when suspected of being in a gang. Disgusting, horrible, hard to believe, but it was all there, I know Ross Kemp (who presented it) is a hard man in Eastenders but I bet he felt like his life was constantly in danger as he chatted with everyone from schoolboy killers to a head honcho of a gang who had seen the number in his gang whittle from in the teens to just four frightened young lads who were only interested in a fight to the death as living just didnt seem worth it. Very sad. Only ten per cent of the population had earned 80 per cent of the wealth available the situation there cannot be described adequately enough, the only thing I can say is its worse than Iraq and Ireland thrown together. There seems no way out no future, just the present, the basic institutions are corrupt and unless that gets reorganised how the hell can they stop killing each other? They either die from gun wounds or get chopped to bits or waste away in a disgusting filthy crowded prison.
On a lighter note Celeb Love Island was mainly a catch up show but I have to laugh at Paul hes very happy about the new girl (fickle or what) Isabella is suprisingly upset about it even though its better to be natural and adept at sports than a looker with thanks to the surgeons knife and a brain the size of the isle of wight (and thats being generous!) everyone was speculating about whos going in the love shack, it appears we're undecided between lee and jayne as they get on better now calum and rebecca (probably because they are all sick of the lovey dovey fakey sickly stuff in front of their faces 247) or 'bella' and paul (who would have thought.. but there again they do say if u keep being rude or shout at someone enough and say enough times you hate them deep down you'll probably fancy them really) Its going to be great seeing how Calum and Paul fight over the human barbie doll in the next few days it really is!

The best things come to those who wait

I might have had a breakthrough but I'm keeping mum for now...I'm playing it cool at the min.... but lets just say Mr Right might have finally made his long awaited entrance!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I think I may have someone who is willing to play cupid for me, and I'm seriously not joking!Unlike Rebecca Loos and Calum who are sooo just doing it because of the cameras and because theres no one else really suitable for each other. Cynical, moi? of course.. I laughed even harder when the girls cheated to win the day trip only to be given a trip to a fish market - bet Rebecca was in her element. Hell even Kielty was having a riot saying 'if you want to vote to keep Rebecca in the Loos then dial... ha ha ha) Interesting some of the tit bits coming out (and I'm not talking about Titmuss..) about the fight sounds like Frans no angel over the Paul fracas as he apparently said he wanted to kill him and shove him in the pool but then hes an ex bouncer and a hardened irish boy so hes hardly going to say look Paul go take your medication and strap up your straight jacket in a calm and collected manner anyway... but it was class seeing the mix of reactions to Paul coming back. Isabella appears to have a 'thing' for him after all collecting shells and giving him a hug and saying how much quieter it was without him. I dont think Fran is finding it so easy to understand him particularly after realising theres been a ban on booze!!!!! Michael left.. thought Du'aine would go as hes awfully posh and not really 'down with the kids' - basically most of the women were too sleazy or common for him and who can blame him really. Liz is cute but dipsy some guys like it some think oh my god what are we going to talk about but then shes not the bluntest knife in the drawer I think that tag belongs to Abi for thinking shes going to have it all her own way with the boys.. it was so funny when Dui'ane and Liz were so confused about what had gone on the night before, Fran was pacing around like a madman, Jayne looked like her fingers were going to disappear just as quickly as her nails and everyone else just spilled the beans so readily as if some paper had offered them several million squid to rat on the culprits of a heinious crime..
Right well lets calm downnnnnnn calm downnnn shall we(pronounce in scouse for full comedic effect!!) and start from the beginning shall we? Bit of a run of the mill morning chilling out watching tv etc spent afternoon in Donny bought another top green cotton top bit sort of dungaree-ish looking top with the golddigga logo - dnot worry folks im not turning all chavtastic on you but you could be forgiven for thinking so as I bought it in Doncaster and bless them theyre trying so hard to make it better but its not what you chuck out of a place its what you put in half the time. Try telling that to black and white live or die moody doommongers stuart and dad they had a right 'blarney' to speak 'proper' yorkshire but the less said about it the better. Put it this way, if all men were like them on their bad days I am going to stay single and hide in a convent forever and ever! ha ha.. Stu wants to have a house Dad was politely saying that he couldnt afford one and he was being a bit silly and that everything and anything was doing his head in from mum not hearing her phone ring the first time when we were trying clothes on in a shop with loud music blaring out to stuart being negative about doncaster oh it was fun, alot of fun.. I really wanted to go out, I felt suffocated as I realised I'd be surrounded by chavs single mothers over tattooed cig puffing ear pierced microcosms of the darker side of Britain.. nahhh I just dont like the idea of being jam sandwiched in every pub and inhaling others poisonous emissions, theres enough of it in the great outdoors already...
Alex came round, we had a right laugh, watched Strictly Come Dancing talked about her holiday in Wales she made me laugh telling me about how her friend was so tipsy she kept putting malibu in peoples teas and coffees for a laugh and the cooker broke so got a camping one that leaked diesel and left them feeling like Darth Vader impressionists... watched the final of the dancing and I have to say oh so Joyful Jodie (joking! shes a moody moo!! looks so fragile... like her skinny long body) and Dashing Danny played a blinder with the 1st dance but the nerves got to her I think shes like a ming vase very graceful very beautiful as a dancer but Sultry Sadie and Jumpy Josef were just so up for it she might be more Jennifer Lopez than Skinny Liz and he might be a bit of a cocky Michael Jackson (pre-scandal of course) wannabe but I think their entertaining routines and confidence won it for them. The others might be easier to mould and discipline in a company than the winners who like their own routines and are confident in their own ideas and techniques, but whent he push comes to the shove its about selling tickets getting the punters in and making an enjoyable evening for all as well as a professional performance andDanny and Jodie might be a bit too boring and they hold things back alot more. I thought it was funny Josef's mum was there despite saying that she didnt approve of him dancing on religious grounds as dad said 'dancing is the work of the devil praise be the lorddd' in his mock yankee accent (you get the picture dont you?!) Mum wasnt sure it was nice saying to Kristy in front of her dance partner that shed been picked by Arlene for a show starting on the Monday but then he was going to find out anyhow and it made it nicer for her and her family finding out on live tv.
Let me clear up what I was ranting and raving and going loony about earlier, a friend who I've been chatting and emailing for a while goes to footy games like me but unlike me has got fingers in a few more pies than I have (believe it or not!) and is engineering a little bit of Cilla magic for me, we are arranging to have a chat with someone that I've had my eye on for a bit and see if we can pull more than just a cute white rabbit out of a seemingly tatty and ordinary hat if you understand my weird kryptic metaphorical speaking.... mmmm....
Anyway, whilst going a bit nutty and chewing the cud over my quest for a job, love and all those stupid little insignificant things that a twenty two year old crazy leeds loving smithy shrine worshipping wannabe journalist talksa bout with her friend who is a bit of a 'i dont mind' and 'whatever' kind of a girl, I got a few enlightening emails about a certain person I've been chasing and I felt a little bit sick but a bit excited as it seems like its 'game on' and I may be in the perfect position to score but just hold your horses we dont want to pull the trigger too early and get ruled offside do we?! Oh what could it all mean?? you'll find out soon enough..
Alex stayed for quite a while it was great catching up as I havent seen her in ages and time flies when youre having fun. Spent rest of evening watching Celeb Love Island and random TV - Du'aines finally gone, Loos was in the bottom two for the first round of evictions but this time it was Isabella - are people getting bored of the posh totty or are they undecided about her motives with Paul?? attention grabbing or genuinely caring? mother hen figure or so desperate she'll have a bit of rough now and then just to keep her tan healthy ?? Hmmm.. maybe she feels bad that she kind of started his tantrums by complaining that shes a private person? (still makes me chuckle that statement given the context of the show!!!) Who knows, who cares, I'm just absolutely thrilled that Loos is staying to Loo-se it when Playboy model who says she loves sex and that people say shes smart and 'girls dont expect to like me' Nikki the plastic barbie doll turns up and cuddles up to Cad Calum. Her game plan is about to go to pot...hee hee hee hee.. Apparently Abi is going to get a treat as the surfer she was oh so keen on shacking up with is coming on to the show asap but theyre not saying whether they could win the prize. They all have no idea theyre all just too busy sewing back together the fragile 'friendships' for the sake of dosh, fame and tv exposure and its all getting pretty conniving as Rebecca Loos continues to go on and on about Beckham and how sad it was that Victoria never really bothered alot with him and they were apart so much poor ol' becksywexywoo etc etc says bisexual who is getting it on with a ladykiller (not literally, as far as i know?!) and has a lesbian wife back home who says she loves her...... mmmm.. oh its such low life scummy trash and i LURRRVE it!!
Til the next time guys..

Bored bored bored bored

bored bored bored bored bored bored that really sums me up today. Mulled round house did usual chores got hair done came back went on pc typed emails for mum answered phone took messages rung people up for chats tried in vain to get someone to come out to the pubs im not using full stops or commas because im flipping bored ok?! yes it has been very dull. So dull that I either feel like crying or thinking about football again. Trying desperately to do neither! I am a party animal I love the bright lights the banter the bopping to the beat I'm not a homemaking neat freak. My Auntie suggested I go down there for a bit but then I'm not sure I could cope with the loudness and the manicness of the place. As much as I like to go out and have fun, when I'm having a 'i dont know what to do so I'll just make cards and hope something comes up' day the last thing I want is Nat shouting and winding me up about a cheese sauce scandal (dont ask) crushes on crazy footballers and my ability to spend money on clothes that I'm yet to find an occasion for... ho de hum im really not that happy am i?! I'm getting a severe sense of claustrophobia and I'm waiting for a bit of meaning to my life. Its really dull at the moment. Maybe something amazing will happen tomorrow. All I've done for the last hour is watch a bit of a Beethoven documentary on BBC3 (anorak saddo square etc) eat away my mobile phone allowance as if I'd just seen a bag of chips being held by a blonde bloke in a suit and moan and whinge and drop hints about how much I'd like to go out. Ho hum.....

Friends and Foes

Sometimes fear is our biggest enemy, sometimes we've just got to bite the bullet and do things we dont normally want to do or talk about the untouchable subjects. I went to see my friend Jemma today shes got epilepsy she recently had major surgery on the brain to try and reduce her seizures its now over a month since she had it done but shes got another few months at least until she can consider going out on her own or with friends and doing normal things like pubbing and hanging out with people. I put up with some of her questionable comments about me being a bit too chatty with blokes and the fact that guys like me because im small and could do what they want with me because i know a) im better looking b) have bigger brains because i dont make stupid sweeping statements like she does and care more deeply about my friends and watch what I say. Some things to some people might seem like a joke but sometimes I dont think some people wait before the brain and mouth click together.. But, to be fair, I look at her and the things she cant do, clubbing, socialising, driving, even going out on her own, I just think right woman get a grip get in touch with all those old mates write what you feel just get out there and make an impression because not everyone has the same opportunities in life, not always because they havent seen the light or arent intelligent, sometimes its because of illness or disability or unforseen circumstances that until youre in them you cant really grasp. When I moan about not going out on a Friday night or panicking that I'm a quid short for the bus I should stop and think about people are fighting cancer or have very little to live for and everything to die for. Sometimes the smallest things in life, even just talking to an old friend or passing on a funny forward email is the best way of making people and yourself realise that you're not alone in the world.
On a more cheerful note I am still really enjoying smoothies and keeping fit I am able to do more than a hundred sit ups and press ups but it absolutely kills - isnt that funny, the gym feels like torture and to some people eating cakes and smoking makes them feel content and happy, why is it the best things for us health wise are disgusting or painful? Think about it, chips or cabbage? Cake or fruit? Bizarre eh... But then you will feel miserable later when you realise how much weight youve put on or complain that you feel stuffed. I might not feel awake at first and I might even feel a bit like Victor Meldrew but once I've got over the hurdle of getting on the bus and marching oneself to the gym after a few minutes I already begin to feel happy and healthy. Like the Dr Pepper advert, to try it is to like it and I really do get a kick out of it once I'm up and running.
Preparation for tea was interrupted by 'Elv' aka 'my brothers are ace even though their brains arent in the right place' Baldry coming round to see Stu moaning about the circumstances surrounding his criminal, shocking, disgusting issue of three points. The fact he was being tailgated by someone who was a bit dodgy and seemingly drunk or on drugs should not be suprising when you think he and his bruiser brothers and a bit p*ssed pals were crammed into a car after one o clock in the morning on the motorway.. oh and the fact hes a boy racer who has a fast honda civic that he was driving around in before he could safely master the vehicle ..the list goes on and on.. Hes a 'you dont want to do it like this you do it like that' boy and whatever his brothers say is right and what makes me laugh even more is they are the first to complain if someones speeding underage drinking or anything untoward when its common knowledge that the brothers are a little bit more than jack the lads.. Basically Elv was being chased by an aggressive chavvish couple and he kept going too close both could see a copper a few yards behind them waiting to see the outcome. Elv didnt dare stop the car and summon the copper in case 'the guy was dangerous or had something on him' and instead opted to swerve round him, speed off and leave him for dead. So thats a) an illegal manouvre going dangerously in and out of the white lines and cutting a driver up b) speeding off when he could have stopped locked the car and waited for assistance. Hes done this sort of thing before so its about time he got his comeuppance.. that said young lads are always going to be collared before anyone else and ok it probably wasnt fair that the copper allegedly waited to see what Elv would do instead of instantly nicking the other dangerous driver but Elv should have been more wary.
Mulled around played on the pc and chilled out most of the evening. Watched bits of a really thought provoking documentary on Austic children with mum, I didnt realise they were so violent. It must be heartbreaking for the parents. The thing is they dont realise what they are doing half the time I knew many were like they were in their own world I heard of one child that lived in a room on her own with her own toys tv and books locking herself away because she didnt want conversation or touch with her family or parents. They cant understand the meanings behind emotions or why things are wrong or right they hate people tutoring them and having to think about someone other than themselves. A case in point is one child that just started crying and hitting things when she got fed up of her lesson, another who didnt understand when someone asked what do you think of your girlfriend having two boyfriends he just blanked the question eventually he said its ok. Then he'd go out and play with friends then turn around and attack them with a baton!! One lad destroyed his lunchbox instead of hitting teachers and mates his mother had died he made a video saying he hoped it wasnt him that made her die and talked about how he thought his parents would be with him forever so they have some grasp of it but then in other situations they just explode without warning. Mum is now very glad she refused the very nice woman a cat because of her son's strain of autism!!!
Also watched Love Island back to back, things are really kicking off!!!! Its just a microcosm of Ibiza/Ayia Napa without the drugs (couldve fooled me) and instead of skint slappers and scruffy blokes its rich posh loaded losers and hangers on!
Talking of chavtastic crazy ridiculous behaviour I really enjoyed watching Love Island back to back later on in the evening! I'm a sucker for trash tv!! Feckin' Fran has been Dull Du'aine (Too anally retentive, posh, self-important, greedy gossiper - was going on about who fancies who in full view of the cameras not nice!) Lee's getting ever closer to scoring with Abi cuddling up to her when she had a blonde drunken escapade with boiling tea(!) Liz needs to keep her trap shut if shes going to find love - her lovelorn sad expressions only promote sympathy not snogs the 'Oh My God' utterances in response to the views as she had a picnic with her ex bandmates ex boyfriend (you with that?) was pure scouse slapper bless her. Shes likeable but shes got to Tone.It.Down.
But the top stories ladies and gentlemen is Pain in the Ass (to quote Feckin Fran) Paul picking a fight with ex bouncer/minder Fran (not a good idea mate!) claiming hes not drunk meaning hes an angry spoilt leery bloke even without a touch of the hard stuff and Cad Calum and Loose Loos taking a trip to the bogs and not resurfacing for a good eighteen minutes... well if youve read the tabloids you'll already know that this is not unusual for Calum to engage in toilet talk after getting caught on CCTV with Mick Jaggers daughter Lizzie showing her a good time(ahem)
Mum and Dad may sound harsh when they say Paul is like the footy player ChavBoy Jody 'Girly' Morris (who looks like a shaved rat with lots of bling and has no brains upstairs or down and was accused of rape, is friends with Rio Scummynand and Dopey Duberry who was cleared of wrongdoing in the Woodgate case and invited them to take part in his scandalous stag and nuptial shennanigans - for explaination see earlier entries!!) Chavboy was accused of rape now like all rich stupid self important rats you can imagine, when you look at Paul what happened, she kept saying no and true to type because of a mixture of naivety and lurid behaviour on both parts he got himself hauled up for rape - you can see with Paul that he has these characteristics, drink, money, girls, equal disaster. He cant handle his drink, cant handle rejection and feels so strongly in his own opinion and believes so religiously in his own hype that he cant bear to be wrong. Alot of people who have become famous in the last decade or so have done so at a far too young an age to comprehend what lies ahead and when it goes wrong or they dont get their way, they act like spoilt kids in a sweet shop and want more and more. Isabella made herself look stupid saying she was a private person as shes on a telly show baring more than just her ultra brown tan and skinny liz body but maybe it was just a posh way of saying Paul I'm not going to discuss this because I feel a bit sorry for such a pathetic little working class oik and I dont want you to look even more stupid than you already are..
Whatever you think of Abi, Calum, Rebecca etc for being caught up in sex scandals and having parents/family that put up with or approve their behaviour they are far more calculating and clever about how they portray their darker sides to the public, they use it for money, to increase their fame, they like to be hated as their notoriety brings more opportunities Paul just looks like a fish in with hungry flesh eating sharks and hes sinking fast. I personally think its disgusting that Loos flaunts her sexuality and Abi wants sympathy about the fact her sex videos were sold and the fact people blame her for John Lesleys decline - ok not nice having private property stolen or being labelled but shes seized her opportunies and turned the sleaze to her advantage instead of keeping her head down shes made a mint out it all. But then it fascinates me what makes these people tick, theres far more to these people than looks or desire or fame or sex, the little one liners the sneaky asides the backstabbing and bitching its all far more complex than big b a) because we expect certain things of celebs we have pictures in our minds and some views get either cemented or exploded with these shows whilst with normal ppl its like yeah yeah i know loads of people like that or yawn another kiss and tell yawn another druggie yawn another gender bender type blah blah..
Pauls tragic clown role was emphasised by Lee treating him like a child telling him to 'leave it' and aiding security in their brave quest to have him removed from the living quarters. Paul, in the words of the Black Eyed Peas, 'Just shut up, shut up...' I do feel the most sorry for Liz I dont think shes got much chance of love, I think the next ones in the Love Shack will be Abi and Lee apparently he doesnt like blondes but I think he lied....
I would really like to go out tomorrow night I love dancing and socialising the drink is third in the pecking order I'm not a ladette like the ones on that Ladette to Lady show, I'm not sure I agree with some of the etiquette like dressing to impress posho (rich geeky) men and wasnt suprised that the feminist (just wanted to be a rebel) and the faliraki flasher were first to leave I think its going to be quite good though. It was amazing some of the behaviour, not so much what they drank or dressed like seen all that before sadly but the frequent use of bad language and the effect of alcohol on them was quite a different matter. They had manners in them and werent particularly thick they just didnt have any care about their appearance in any shape or form and didnt bother who was offended by their actions and it took schoolmarmish tactics to bring them into line. Im all for people retaining their accents rather than having fake pretentious accents and pretty pretty outfits but theres a fine line between being confident and yourself and looking common and loutish! Cant wait for the next episode...

Beads, Bother and Burning Calories

Heard on the radio some interesting comments about the Edinburgh protest march to highlight the Make Poverty History campaign to the G8 summit. Some have argued that it'll be scary working out the logistics of it all as everyone is being encouraged to descend on very small windy streets and although it is essentially a peace march, theres concerns anti capitalists and other organisations will hijack it for their own causes. Someone else said, and I totally agree, why is everyone threatened when all this publicity is good for the cause and we should be taking notice and we should be taking drastic action when for years and at this very moment, desperate despairing people are dying because we are too scared to be un-pc. Mum said will it affect our holiday so I went to look at when its happening, July 2nd, we dont go away til the end of the month, but I bet its going to be fantastic to see and I think anyone who is going to brave the crush and join the event deserves a medal. Too many people buy these bands and not taken heed of what its about, as the site has stressed, its about peace and pushing for an end to poverty not to look cool or impress envious fellow band collectors at school/college/work. I give to comic relief regularly and am fascinated by tradecraft shops and try to support them as much as I can, its frustrating when so much is done to make people aware of what they are about that the most impressionable group, ie young people, are led to think theyre purely fashion things by celebrities who wear them willy nilly maybe ok they support the charities but they dont realise as famous ppl, they are making it look like its hip and the in thing to do because they wear them.
Also visited the gym today finally dragged myself there as I felt it would lift my mood a bit. Shame about the dreary weather, God is Smithy fan obviously... I dont know why I'm so down, is it the lack of football? lack bacardi and coke? lack of blokey action? Or is it just that I'm bored. Bored bored boreeeeeeeeed to quote Vyv from the Young Ones. This morning just summed up how I felt really, I'd painstakingly threaded a load of wooden beads with black ones in between on the last bit of stretch magic thread and I got to the last few, what did it do as I went to knot it??? Split!!!!!! Aaargh. Bit like me and my seemingly split personality. One minute I just want to get up and go to a rave the next minute I feel down in the doldrums and just want to do very little, if I do anything its surfing the web and putting up more pictures (sad woman!)
I really went hell for leather in the gym, after a morning of just mulling around, doing diddly squat besides cat dishes and texting people moaning and groaning about the codfish lipped one letting the side down and whingeing and lecturing people about how they should just wait their turn keep the faith and dont need to worry about blokes let them come to you etc etc but deep down in my heart, like the best counsellor/divorce lawyer in the land, I hide my own pain that I cannot seem to grasp Mr Right. Hes either bogged off to Mars or he really is as existent as Father Christmas. I seem to know who he is, ut then I think no dont be stupid, it cant be so and so, then when people show interest all I do is laugh or play it down. Yet people see me as supremely confident, funny, flirty, full of facts and figures, I get embarrassed when people go on about how good I am at the gym and with my diet but its just natural to me, I want to be the best, I want to feel and look good so I demand the same high standards to the rest of my life. You only live once dont you?
Met Mum at the Garage and had a whistle stop tour of tescos for food (I hate food shopping, its so mundane, full of screaming goolie kids and screaming goolie mothers who look either too old to be under 35 or too young to be legal and shout things like 'get yer self here you little bugger or oi u kieran oi keely get out OUT NOW!! OUT OF THERE!! I'LL SMACK YOUR BLOODY BUM" in that unmistakable Goole accent.. lovely place.... its only outclassed in the Chav stakes by Doncaster...which really does put the Grim in oop North.. continuing the theme of crazy/bad/young/haggy parents Mum and Louise had been going round doing homechecks and various cat business just before we went off to Tesco and it was really sad that a woman we'd helped ages ago with getting her persian cat treated and her others neutered or rehomed was very off and rather standoffish with them when they dropped by to see how the cats were doing. The persian had to be shaved as she hadnt bothered with grooming it properly and when we saw her last she had just brought a premature baby home, was smoking like a trooper, left it in a pram barely a week or so old with very little heating or bedding in the corner of a room and confessed she had six kids by different fathers because she loved babies and how cute they were. Great. So basically despite spending a good few hundred pounds on this waste of oxygen she wasnt very grateful and viewed Mum and Louise as a bit of doings on her shoe. Nice woman. She just didnt look them in the eye when they asked how the cats were doing and was very defensive about whether shed been brushing the Persian properly now the fur had grown back. Perhaps it was pride, perhaps it was the indignity of having people come over to check youre doing your job properly but whatever, she should be thankful we've let her keep the cats and mollycoddle her when really the cats deserve a better home.
Rant over.. went over to see Nana who did the dying swan act with such aplomb it was perhaps worthy of an oscar. Now shes supercharged she might actually make the cups of tea as opposed to saying the minute you get there 'would you like a cup of tea' to which mum replies 'yes' to which she says 'would you mind putting the kettle on' heh heh shes a loveable rogue really. Talked about everything from chavvy Colleen and Annoying Alex the Footballers Wives (I use this in capitals because they seem to think its a title or something. Its so funny, this article in Daily Mail was on about how the Liverpool shopping Mecca for dolly birds and loose women otherwise known as bling bling birds with boyfriends who earn alot of money for kicking balls (in more ways than one in some cases!) what makes me laugh, and its a valuable point, as they interviewed such luminaries as Sheree Murphy who thinks Kate Moss is an style icon (smoker, girlfriend of a drug addict and scarily skinny) and doesnt act any more because 'something had to give' despite the fact even though Harry Hopeless Kewell keeps getting injured hes still making a mint home and abroad out of various deals and his basic wage she decided she was going to stay at home with the kids. What a hard life... especially considering she confessed to going out to diamond necklace parties and exclusive bashes, hen nights dressed in D & G an diamante earrings sipping cocktails at Cricket's opening nights where women and girls queue up just to buy the carrier bags off ebay or wherever they can find them (sad sad sad why dont they want a tesco one?? its very in with the nautical look darling blue and white??) apparently some of them are intelligent I knew Steve Mcmanamans wife is a barrister even though she dresses like Tanya crossed with Lucy off footy wives (think lipgloss, frizzy blonde hair, nails etc) as does Lesley 'My Bro Mickey told me to Lay off Footballers la..' Owen isnt exactly a bimbo and one of the lesser Liverpool players girlfriends is hoping to study journalism but lets face it as long as Chavvy Colleen and co are around, they wont get any press and if they do, all we'll get to see is them in their bling or shopping which is a great shame. It makes people think that a footy wife is either a slapper or a halfwit when really it could be quite a rewarding occupation they could use their knowledge of football to launch a career in pr, presenting, you'd see the world, get to watch and meet absolute superstars but no this lot a) dont know a thing about football - Posh once famously said in a documentary 'I think he plays somewhere in the middle' b) spend money as quickly as their other halves get their pay c) think the only culture to embrace is shopping and d) world cups and tours are just glorified excuses to watch fit men running around in shorts while they get p*ssd on bollinger, moet and chandon and the odd red bull because you can take a girl out of her native chav town but you cant take it out of her - the clothes reflect this as once they get money, their outfits might costs a mint but look absolutely like theyre skint its just horrible bright unflattering barbie doll like stuff... even worse they all want to look like each other.. oh I better shut up now I could go on forever..
Didnt do alot the rest of the day, just chilled out, did jobs round the house and Mum and Dad went bowling, Stu went to the gym and his biking class. I really wanted to go out I had texted Katy earlier in the day but she wasnt interested. I know shes my friend but shes like a constant drippy tap shes sending me round the bend! First she says 'I'll think about it' then she says 'I dont think I can go out tonight I've had a bad time at work lately' even though she wasnt at work all day and was doing nothing. I always think if youre having a bad time or really bored to death the last thing you say is I'm not interested in going out, unless youre really depressed or something.
Washed my hair, put on my green long Diesel top that hangs off the shoulders (stop namedropping woman!) rang up Janine and talked about life, love and football...the same old random trash really. To top the evening off I watched Mile High when Dad and Mum returned. Classy eh. Theres me complaining about what footy wives wear and I watch chavvy tv!!!!!!!! Mile High - think about it....... sex sun sleaze scandal its just like the scandals have come to life on an aeroplane heh heh.