Monday, 19 March 2012

Dull

All I can say is that this must be the least interesting Pinterest pin ever. Fas-fucking-nating.
Someone was so enthralled with their stainless steel cookery bookstand they pinned it. i have an urge to put a gardening book on it, I reckon their lives would fall apart.
I may start a new board called Dull, it will be full in a trice.
I don't wish to seem rude but maybe grandpa made this. "I know, I'll glue a lampshade to a stick, that'll look stylish."

Friday, 9 March 2012

Red Letter Day.

Cheerio Treats
 Here are some turds that were polished earlier.
Quite obviously they are the turds of a person with a serious addiction to Polo mints or ring donuts but they polished them and arranged them nicely, bless them.

Glitter.

You can't polish a turd but you can cover it in glitter. This is certainly food for thought, I may have to re-name my blog now.
Unfortunately I will not be able to swim in the fountain this weekend because it isn't full enough and some ducks have taken up residence in it. I can handle swimming with frogs but a couple of horny ducks is an entirely different matter so I shall have to find other leisure pursuits. Today I am amusing myself by cleaning the bathrooms and cooking various items and preparing for a little celebration later that may involve alcohol and dangerous cheese.



Going to make some of these too!

Nom nom

Tuesday, 6 March 2012

Sophia

In a shameless veering off course discussing pointless crap and abusing myself in as many forms as I can find and making a public note of it, today is a special day for me; there is a new little lady in my life and she is called Sophia and I am very proud to call myself her grandmother. Welcome to the world.

Friday, 2 March 2012

Grey Lady Down.

I'd like to pretend that I'm past the age of drinking Malibu and Coke but sadly I am not; I still find farting enormously amusing especially when the emitter rounds the proceedings off by saying "pardon me". Well I do pardon you but I still found it hysterical and will for the next 30 minutes.







Tomorrow I find myself with no social engagements, anti or otherwise so I shall be baking for afternoon tea.
Last weekend was fab, the best bit was lying on the settee (I'm British so it will never be a sofa) contemplating what I had done to myself the night before and what I was about to do to myself.
I love having a bad hangover, I can remember every hangover I ever had when I was so ill I couldn't can't move.
the best one I ever had I watched "Gray Lady Down" with Charlton Heston and ate a Fray Bentos pie. And that was it all day.
 Gray Lady            Pie
       Bastard drink