Inspired

31 01 2007

I was having a gander through my blogroll on Bloglines and I read this post over at Confessions of a Nobody.  I had myself only just perused my blog stats and chuckled at the Google search that had led one individual to my site:

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I am nothing if not accommodating.  So should you be in need of a funny picture of this fine specimen of a man, then here you go:

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Learning the lingo

30 01 2007

Working with someone 6 years my junior is an education.  I have learned a whole host of new phrases that the kids are using today:

To mug s.o. off  vb. To take advantage of, or take liberties with, someone.  Can be used as an aggressive question e.g. “Are you muggin’ me off?”

Blood n.  A close friend or relative, can be used as a nickname.   “You comin’ then, Blood?”  Synonyms: Bruv and Cuz.

To buoy s.o. off  vb.  To get in s.o.’s way both literally or figuratively.  Usually used as an aggressive question “Are you buoying me off?”

To tump s.o. in the boat vb. To hit someone in the face.  Tump is derived from ‘thump’.  ‘Boat’ is derived from the Cockney Rhyming Slang – boat race, face, e.g. “I’m gonna tump that rude gal in the boat if she’s not careful”.

Yard n. House, residence, e.g. “Don’t make me come to your yard”

Bop 1. n. A long or complicated journey, usually taking a long time, e.g. “It was a proper bop”.  Synonym: mission.

Bop 2. vb. To walk, to move from one place to another,  to leave e.g. “I’m bopping”.

Sick adj. extremely good.  Synonyms: heavy and bad

You can’t find some of these on the Urban Dictionary even, they are THAT with it.





Monday blues

29 01 2007

I have not had the best start the week.  For a start, I am fed up with walking into the office in the morning, to be met with little or no acknowledgement that I arrived.  A cheery ‘morning’ from me gets a grunt from some, a whispered ‘morning’ back from my closest colleague and that’s it.  It is the most depressing atmosphere at the moment, and being the ultra-sensitive soul that I am, I take it completely personally.  I am just not feeling the love right now.  This may have something to with the fact that I had been bitching over MSN about a certain ‘situation‘.  Or it may be just because it’s Monday and everyone is feeling blue.  But still, I HATE it and it makes me want to pack my things and get the fug out of here. 

I am also a little bit bummed that I have still only done one new thing this year – and that involved molesting some poor rams.  It is almost a whole month into the year and that is all I have achieved???  Rubbish!

In brighter news, I have now caught up on Lost and it ROCKS.  I cannot wait for it to return to our TV.  Kate and Sawyer – aw!  Jack seeing them – aw!  On another island – eeek!  Also, we go to Ireland on Saturday – which will probably be my New Thing No. 2 for 2007.  More on this later!!! 

I will leave you with a picture of me and my mum when I was little.  We went to the Silver Jubilee parade in our village.  I love this photo – mum is hiding something from me in her hand!  The quality is not great as it is from a scanned photo that had water damage.

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Pros and cons

26 01 2007

Working at this place has its pros and cons..

Pros:

  • Money
  • Pretty location
  • Fab colleagues and comaraderie
  • Free lunches
  • Free wine at lunch

Cons

  • The commute
  • The work itself
  • The fact that our bosses have been reading our MSN Messenger messages
  • Working in an industry that makes profit out of political unrest, corrupt regimes and capitalist bastards.

Not too much longer…..





New pages

25 01 2007

Reading other blogs can be an excellent form of inspiration and after visiting a site I haven’t read for a while, Charlotte’s Web, I have added two brand spanking new pages over there on the right-hand side. One is to record all my fantastic firsts for 2007.  The other is to make a record of all the books I am reading, the books I have read and the books I want to read.  Be sure to stop by periodically!





Teevee

24 01 2007

I am currently enjoying a whole host of TV shows, and since I cannot be bothered to keep up my TV blog, I thought I would share them with you here:

  • Ugly Betty – I have fallen in love with this show.  The protagonist, Betty, is not ugly but is, dare I say it, disfigured by bushy brows, awful hair and shocking braces.  I know that it is fairly predictable.  And I also know it is not exactly earth-moving stuff, but I love it.  I also kind of love Daniel (cue new TV crush).
  • ER – Although I am pretty frustrated that Neela and Ray aren’t in love and together and all that, I am enjoying all other aspects of the new season immensely.  I have already sneaked peeks on YouTube to see what is going to happen although I haven’t reallt learned much other than Gates is still a dick.  I went off this show a could of seasons back but I am back on board!
  • Lost – last year, we went on holiday for 3 weeks and my darling ricardo, ever the cautious bunny, decided to unplug the Sky+ box for saftely reasons meaning none of the shows we were watching recorded (Alias, 24 and Lost being the main ones).  I have since watched Alias (of course) but we still need to catch up on Lost and 24 as the new seasons have already started.  We have therefore been watching Lost nearly every night and I am hooked!  So many people had said that it was going downhill that I really wasn’t expecting that much, and maybe watching it in quick succession helps, but I literally jumped out of my skin last night and got chills!!! We are about 6 episodes to the end of Season 2, then we need to get the first few of Season 3 which have already aired on Sky one. 
  • Angel – A much-loved show of mine that I don’t yet own on DVD (except for Season 1), I have been watching this as they are showing the 4th (and worst) season on the SciFi channel.  It’s great watching stuff on Sky+ because I can zip through all the crud and just watch the good bits… Evil Cordelia getting on my nerves? Zzzzzippppp.  Connor creeping me out?  ZZZZippppp.  Gunn actiling like a tool?  Zzzzzipppp.  I still want to buy the DVDs of the other seasons but this will keep me going for now.

In addition to the above, we still start watching season 6 of 24 as soon as we are ccaught up on the last few episodes of season 5 that we missed.  I will also be looking forward to Bones and Smallville which should be back on TV in Feb. 

An essential part of the viewing experience are the fabulously snarky recaps brought to us my the mightly Television Without Pity.  If you watch any of the shows they cover, I would highly recommend reading them.  They also make a fantastic replacement if you can’t get to watch (I am talking you Urban Cowgirl!).  Heroes is another new show that is coming to UK TV in February on the aforementioned SciFi channel….which means Erin recaps – yipeeee!! 





Janneke and Nick’s Big Day

23 01 2007

Enjoying their day, originally uploaded by eurosys.

We had a lovely day on Saturday at Janneke and Nick’s traditional English wedding – the photos are on flickr.  The food was delicious (lamb courtesy of her parent’s farm in Wales), the speeches were fun (and I came very close to winning the sweepstake which one of the ushers ran for how long the speeches would last) and the venues were lovely.

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The celebrations for the wedding really started on the weekend of 5th-7th Jan when I drove over to the west of Wales to join the other girls for Janneke’s hen weekend. It was not your average, L-plate veiled, condom wielding, tiara and handcuff wearing affair that you usual find on the streets of Blackpool, Bournemouth and Brighton. There wasn’t a stripper, a stretch limo or copious amounts of alcohol. I didn’t even wake up on Sunday morning with a headache, let alone a full-on hangover. What we did have, though, was fun. And tons of it. There is always the feeling of slight trepidation when you go to these things, knowing that you only know the hen herself and maybe one other (which I did in the this case). The entire hen party was 16 in total – quite an impressive number. Luckily everyone was a peach. It was such a nice group of girls.

We arrived late on Friday night. I introduced myself to some of the party by driving down the lane which was leading up to the cottage (thinking I had gone the wrong way, I turned back down the single lane winding track). I met two cars coming up the other way, and the only option was for me to reverse back up the track without the aid of my side or rearview mirrors since it was pitch black behind and I couldn’t see the low wall on the righthand side or the cliff on the left! After a bit of negotiating with the wall (which luckily did not cause Zizou any permanent damage), I made it to the clearing at which point I fell out the car in relief to be greeted by Janneke.

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At the cottage, her sisters had been busy getting things ready. Hot pea soup was on the stove for those who were hungry and introductions were made. Most of us had travelled quite some way to be there so bed beckoned.

In the morning we were given the option of a) going for a ‘short’ walk which, and I quote, was “half an hour there and half an hour back” (this is NOT short) or b) lying in and having a leisurely breakfast. Only it wasn’t a real choice. It was a ‘do what you think is best’ choice. So we wellied up, pulled on our waterproof trousers and stepped out into the rain for our walk down to the beach and village. The scenery was just amazing. The walk back up the cliff was a challange but as there was a seven-month pregnant lady managing it I couldn’t really complain!

After drying off, we headed out to visit Janneke’s parent farm. I loved it there. Such cute animals.

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I decided I wanted to be a farmer. Without the early starts, of course. Or the cold. Or the hard work. We had a tour of the donkeys’ barn, the cow shed (where a calf was born as we walked round) and then on to the new sheep shed where Janneke’s mum had made up some tables ready for some delicious pancakes and tea.

But first, we had a game to play. There were four rams lined in pens. We had to get into pairs and judge each ram on its merits according to the following criteria:

  • head (strong and masculine)
  • fleece (close-knit)
  • legs and feet (legs straight, feet flat on ground)
  • loin (big and firm to get lots of loin joints out of it)
  • teeth (no over- or underbite)
  • musculature (nice ass)
  • balance (walked straight)
  • testicles (a stone in each sac (and we did have to feel to check!))

It was a hoot. I was paired with Janneke who was worried about not winning as her father would expect her to be able to do this with her eyes closed. Luckily we did win!

After the pancakes, we left to go to do some pottery for a couple of hours. I decided I didn’t want to be a farmer, I wanted to be a potter. It was so much fun. Like grown-up Playdoh. For the first hour, my group made Welsh dragons and then for the second hour, animals (I made a sleeping cat as it looked easy. It wasn’t).

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We then headed back to the cottage to get ready for dinner. Before dinner, we played the Pants Game. We all brought a pair of knickers to the party and Janneke had to guess who had brought each pair. I actually made a pair of knickers by buying a plain white pair and some transfer paper. The logo said I [heart] Hussey. Mike Hussey is an Australian cricketer at whom Janneke and I cheered when we went to Lord’s on a corporate day. He was yummy and acknowledged our girlish squeals with the occasional nod or lift of the hand. We were in champagne-fueled heaven and it was a great day. Janneke clearly didn’t remember it though, and promptly thought Hussey meant hussy and was mildly offended! I gave the game away by saying ‘don’t you remember’… oh well.

We went to dinner at the village pub (picture sleepy traditional Welsh pub with sixteen girls arriving at once!). We had fun and wine and food. We went back to the house for a bit more wine then bed. Phew what a day!!! I did more that day that I have ever done in all the Januarys of my life added together!

The next morning, I had a bacon sandwich and then drove home, ready to collapse on the sofa with ricardo and a nice cup of tea.