Much as I love the kids, it wasn't until I was driving home today that I saw something that reminded me what I have always wanted as a pet, ever since I can remember... a siamese cat! I blame my mother, who bought me a picture book when I was very little about Ming and Ping the blue-eyed kittens, and they've remained my ideal ever since, assisted ( Read more... )

Another stupidly busy week is over and I'm catching up on my sleep and all the other things I ought to be doing ( Read more... )

And once again, England snatch defeat (or at least a draw) from the jaws of victory ( Read more... )

Before I disappear into my Wild Wild West and Maid Marian and her Merry Men dvds (because guess what else turned up this morning?), I thought I'd follow the herd... it's everywhere, so you know the drill ( Read more... )

Well, I said if it was a half-decent game I'd enjoy it, and it was indeed half a decent game. ;) The first half was excellent, though England decidedly failed to capitalise on their overwhelming possession of the ball (the stats said 58% to 42% at one point late on, but I think that was a conservative estimate). The second half, well... that's ( Read more... )

I'm kind of torn over whether to watch the England match this afternoon. On the one hand I like football and if it's a half-decent game, I'll probably enjoy it, but on the other there's the bloody hype so far and the fact that it could be the most opportune time to pop to the supermarket etc. ever invented! ;)

So, what do you think the chances are of me calling in sick on Monday when I should be going back to work? *sigh* Between my glands being up, thunderous sneezing every so often and the fact I tried to break my foot on Thursday by pulling my suitcase off the baggage carousel right onto it (owww!), I think it's looking quite possible ( Read more... )

The sun comes out and the same thing happens every year - all the pasty white boys, many of whom really ought to know better, start throwing off their shirts and parading their luminous torsos around. ;)

On Saturdays before Dr Who, BBC1 airs a ghastly show called Strictly Dance Fever with gaudily-clad couples flinging themselves about way too energetically, and I always seem to get caught with the last couple of minutes of this whether I want to or not (except for last weekend when it was football, which was much better to my mind, but I digress ( Read more... )

To break the pattern of the past couple of days, I thought I'd post about stuff that isn't all about Lily and her unimpressive bowel movements. So, here's a few random things ( Read more... )