Archive for October, 2007

Protected: Apologies, glances and messed up chances…

October 27, 2007

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Protected: If you’d come some other day then it might not have been like this

October 25, 2007

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You just haven’t earned it yet baby

October 19, 2007

It was thursday again so i mooched up the road to meet the MYF’s for ‘Acoustic Cafe’ at The Fortesque.
It was an eventful night. Yuongest MYF is having a bit of man trouble. I say a bit…..was disclosed last night that he has fleeced her out of about £30k (yes really) and seems to think its ok to take her for a ride in general. I am v unimpressed. She just got hammered and cried alot and boyfriend from hell wandered in and out and picked on her a bit. Nice. Later on some bloke sitting next to us butted into the conversation and started a fight, a proper one. I had never restrianed a drunk person before! I’m sure i get rougher by the day down here. I was at least successful.

Meanwhile I always dress up a bit for Acoustic Cafe. Mostly because i get alot of dirty looks from the serious music people who are v serious for flouncing about in stilettos. Makes me want to do it even i do. I was full on Posh Spice last night….stacked up beehive hair and skinny jeans/metallic knit. It did not have the desired effect blokes kept hitting on me. I was quite horrified. The conversation went like this.

Jim: I couldn’t help myself earlier you know.
Me: Is that so.
Jim: Well yes, obviously you are extraordinarily attractive.
Me: Thats nice but i’m v intolerant of men just now.
Jim: Er yes..your friend told me.
Me: Well she’s right. I just dont have any patience with anyone. Sorry n all that.
Jim: (has run away)

I’d love to stay here and be normal. But it’s just so overated.

October 12, 2007

I have bounced back a bit I think from earlier periods of gloom. My uni placement is going v well so far (not wanting to tempt fate). I have been doing a training course on internet safety and social networking sites with the police. Nothing I didn’t already know except this Bebo site is number one if you are a paedophile. I went marching round to C’s on the way home to announce that little nipper and my god daughter were never having their own computers ever and that was final. You would too.

Meanwhile I went out last night with my Much Younger Friends. It was most amusing. We scared a few boys alot. One of MYF’s boyfriends tried to set me up with a recently dumped, depressed boy. I said ‘Er no!! Baggage!!!!’ I was proud of myself.
I did see some quite hot scruffy band types though and relished in new singleness!

Life Springs Eternal

October 11, 2007


I never get bored of my now god daughter. Even when she sicks up on me. Which is quite alot.

Tantrums and Tiaras

October 9, 2007

I am officially weeny Isabelle’s God Mother. Well actually she isn’t being christened and we are having a v modern ‘Welcome to the World’ party. We shan’t be eating the placenta or anything though. I suggested giving weeny a general overview of all the major religions when she is a bit bigger. Her Mum was most impressed with that.

Meanwhile I am not having a good week.

Things have crumbled with Sailor. Lets just say I didn’t check carefully enough for emotional baggage and consequently I am lost in the luggage department of Harrods tripping over those enourmous trunks people take on board ships.

Somebody stop me…

October 2, 2007

Have you ever been so angry about something you thikn you might do something really stupid??

I found out recently that a fling I had earlier this year got married in February. About 2/3 months before we last hooked up.

I feel sick.

Especially as I just saw their wedding photos on FaceBook.

I found out because he started texting me again recently – more so after I told him I was happy with Sailor.

And asking for those kind of photos (declined).

Do you know what your husband is doing right now?

A life for a life….

October 1, 2007

George died on Friday. Its been a year since he was diagnosed with prostate cancer. On tuesday they planned to discharge him with a care package which included modifications to the house and various other support and a wheelchair. Given the choice I don’t think i’d hang around for that either.

I can’t go on and on about how sad I am. He’d hate that. But right now cuddling Isobel is the only thing which makes me feel better.