Work boy

I was hasty in my assumation, it seems now, more probable that he was simply being nice.

A week with Mother Earth

We both had had a week off work. So we decided we would do stuff, together, bonding. It started out harmlessly enough. We went for a walk in Kensington Gardens so that she could visit the Diana Memorial Fountain - she's a big Diana fan. We argued over a bar of chocolate I maintained that I am an adult and do not need to be told what I shouldn't eat. She laid on a guilt trip. We fed some ducks and some aggressive squirrels and then made up over a pint on the way back to the tube.

Tuesday we set off for lunch in Wimbledon. I'd never been to Wimbledon. I had heard of 'Wimbledon Village' and imagined a small village street filled with tea rooms and old fashioned shops. What I got was a bustling town centre full of high street chain stores and not even a glimpse of a Womble to make up for it.

Walking home from the train station she decided to tell me that I'm still single because I don't smile and when men try to talk to me i ignore them. I pointed out the fact that I am Fat and that is why i don't get asked out and that on the rare occasion when i do have men approach me for a reason other than to hand me a copy of the London Lite I don't talk/flirt/encourage their advances because they are always creepy/psychotic/deranged.

Wednesday the hospital called and asked her to come in and do over time. So no arguments there.

We were late for Thursdays appointment at the nail bar because Mother couldn't leave the house without doing the washing up and tidying the living room because. "I don't want to come back to a dirty house".

We rounded out the week with an argument about which cinema to go to to watch Casino Royal. I paid for her ticket just to shut her up. During the half hour of pre film adverts she ate the entire tub of popcorn and I drank a huge diet coke. Big mistake. Half way though the film I was bursting but didn't want to leave as the loos were a good half mile away though a maze of corridors and stair cases. I legged it as soon as the credits rolled, barging people out of my way without a moments hesitation. The feeling of relief on emptying a gallon of diet coke from you bladder is one of the best feeling on earth.

I still don't fancy Daniel Craig but he is strangely endearing.

Wicked !

It's been a long time since I've seen a show in the west end but Wicked was well worth the wait - dispite having to pay a hefty £50 for the ticket.

I whole hearteldy and unreservedly recomend this show, it was fantastic. The performance was brilliant, the story was excellent and the intermission ice cream was yummy.

The second half was so good it flew by and AdamGarcia as the prince was at his hip swiveling best - I'd even forgive him for the white breeches in the first act.

The leading lady, Idina Menzel who seemedto have her entire fan club in the audience is aparently a huge star on Broadway, and it's not hard to see why.

But thats enough gushing from me. Go see it or failing that read the book.

Daniel Craig

Every woman in our office is at this moment crowded in our corner discussing how much the do or do not fancy Daniel Craig.

The majority seem to want to shag him, its only me and one other girl who think he has a face like a troll doll on steroids.

still bloggy problems

I don't know whats happend. Now I can't post a comment on my own bloody blog. I will keep pestering blooger help for answers.

The runt of the litter

Over dinner with H-face I got an update on the neuroses of her family's dog - an Italian Spinoni who was the runt of the litter. Accordingly, he's had lots of health problems and now he's going mental.

He's had gastroenteritis, heart problems, caw problems, hip problems, an op on his hind leg, a trip to the specialisy cainine cardiac hospital and needs to take an assortment of medication every day. On top of all this, the family have recently discovered that as well as being sickly and generally not the brightest of sparks he's scared of University Challenge.

Yes, you read right, the family can now no longer watch the nations favorite quiz show becouse their giant gun dog is scared of the buzzers on University Challenge. Every time a buzzer goes off he runs to the furthest corner of the room and shakes with terror.

Cats rule.

I think

work boy may like me.

blogger beta

I have final made the switch so hopefully any issues should now be resolved. If not contact the blogger peeps

strange saturday

The voice on the Victoria Line said 'Alight here for Buckingham Palace', so I did - I'm not sure why.
I sat on a bench in Green Park eating a Cornish pastie and feeding crumbs to the pigeons.

I think I'm going to vomit

I just ate a baked potato with tuna mayo. Now I'm not feeling so good...