I really am going to write here again! Honestly! I have been kidnapped by my muse! He is holding me hostage until I have finished a particular story! He promises to let me go later this week. He's very mean ( Read more... )

The last couple of days have been quite bizarre in many different ways ( Read more... )

WIMBLEDON!!!!!

Wimbledon! Wimbledon! Wimbledon!

Steve took me to Wimbledon yesterday! That's another of my life's ambitions I can tick off the list! Especially seeing a real life tennis tantrum and a downpour :D

There will be photos later.

I'm laying, shattered, on the couch with a smiling baby and a silly guinea pig either side of me. We're all watching The Joy Of Painting, although I think Sam is a bit less interested than Angelica and I ( Read more... )

Hello again!

I know, I know, I reappear only to totally disappear. The thing is, I have been out of the country more than I have been in it this week. School trips as far afield as Belgium have caused me to spend the week sans internet (And sans energy to be honest) but these last few days have brought me a wealth of new experiences and more ( Read more... )

I took my photos from Dick & Dom in da Bloomsbury to be developed yesterday. These were the ones I took on a disposable camera so I wasn't expecting them to come out, but some of them - although distant - came out rather well and I was very pleased! (Erm, except in the second half of the show there was a man sitting right on front of me whose head ( Read more... )

It's time for the last part of my Dick and Dom entry, at last!

If you missed them, here are the first two parts:

Part One: Including a certain someone covered in muck muck, a wigless Prize Idiot and a confession about Harry Batt

Part Two: Including an accident, some Mr Choosys and the best voice-over of all time!

And now - on with the show!

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Here is the second part of my entry about Dick & Dom In Da Bloomsbury - which I am splitting into two more parts because it's just too long! This is the story of the first half of the show. As a disclaimer, I have tried to get everything in the right order but my memory is failing me a bit and I might not have everything the right way round. Sorry ( Read more... )

At last, it's time to write about Sunday. I'm going to split the entry into two because it's too much to write in one go and in the second part tomorrow there will be pictures (ooo, pictures) although they're not very good because we were sitting a fair way away and my digital camera isn't great, but they'll do!

The Build-UpSunday began in a ( Read more... )

That was, perhaps, the best experience I have ever had.

The whole day. The journey. The show. The creamy muck muck. Harry Batt walking past us, covered with paint. And football hooligans calling for their mum to pick them up on the way home.

Classic.

Expect a full report tomorrow!

It was so nice to laugh again.