Love sits and waits
Inside the empty void of the heart
Waiting for that special moment
That will light the spark
The one special person
That will take the place
Of the hurt in a heart
That will put a glow on a face
The one special touch
That will make you want to cry
And the one special kiss
That won't let you say goodbye
I'm sitting here, waiting
For that one moment in time
When I will find my true love
Who will say to me, "You are mine"
For that touch and that kiss
That will never, ever end
For that one day I'm waiting for
When I say "I do" to my life-long best friend
So, I sit here waiting
If my dreams will come true
For, in every dream I dream
My "one special person" is you
By Albrie Miller
Wednesday, December 07, 2011
I like my body....
I like my body when it is with your body.
It is so quite a new thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
I like your body. I like what it does, I like its hows.
I like to feel the spine of your body and its bones,
and the trembling-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
I like,, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh . . . . And eyes big Love-crumbs,
and possibly i like the thrill
of under me you quite so new
ee cummings
It is so quite a new thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
I like your body. I like what it does, I like its hows.
I like to feel the spine of your body and its bones,
and the trembling-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
I like,, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh . . . . And eyes big Love-crumbs,
and possibly i like the thrill
of under me you quite so new
ee cummings
Wednesday, November 09, 2011
Amy Winehouse - Our Day Will Come - Ever the optimist!
Amy Winehouse - Our Day Will Come.mp3 - Hulk Share - Easy way to share your files
There is no video as yet and this song is yet to be realesed but already i think it is fabulous...
Our day will come (Our day will come)
And we'll have everything
We'll share the joy
Falling in love can bring
No one can tell me
That I'm too young to know
I love you so
And you love me
Our day will come (Our day will come)
If we just wait a while
No tears for us
Think love and wear a smile
Our dreams are meant to be
Because we'll always stay
In love this way
Our day will come
[Instrumental break]
Our dreams are meant to be
Because we'll always stay
In love this way
Our day will come
Our day will come
Our day will come
Our day....will come
Our day will come
There is no video as yet and this song is yet to be realesed but already i think it is fabulous...
Our day will come (Our day will come)
And we'll have everything
We'll share the joy
Falling in love can bring
No one can tell me
That I'm too young to know
I love you so
And you love me
Our day will come (Our day will come)
If we just wait a while
No tears for us
Think love and wear a smile
Our dreams are meant to be
Because we'll always stay
In love this way
Our day will come
[Instrumental break]
Our dreams are meant to be
Because we'll always stay
In love this way
Our day will come
Our day will come
Our day will come
Our day....will come
Our day will come
Destination - Simple town.
Well, its been a while since i wrote here... So much going on in my head and around it i couldn't get any words out at all. Even my book came to a stand-still!
So i am back... today with an insight into those god awful things we on here like to call "Buses"
I had been feeling pretty good even after trying out new bus runs and them literally going nowhere.
Then a number of things occurred, an anniversary i didn't want to remember came (and i remembered) and those buses that didn't go anywhere only tried to get back on the route!!
Now after a few weeks of contending with this, and i have to say, it got me down quite a bit - there was a lot of cake eaten and even more wine consumed, not to mention a number of tears shed but i am slowly but surely coming back. With more lessons learned and now to be shared.
I have come across three main types of buses - neither of which are good candidates for that long distance road trip (although you desperately want them to be)
The one stop shop
You cant actually fault this bus. There is no false pretense. No pretending. No false hope. Where they want to go is laid out very clearly in back and white. They have one destination in mind and they do not want to go any further.
Destination Panties
This is all well and good, if you too only want to go to this destination.
However, sometimes you can have too many buses only wanting to take you to this destination and then you start to think "What is wrong with me? Why am i only good for this one thing? Why do i not deserve the road trip, the long distance bus?
What i have also found from the majority of my girlfriends and guy friends for this scenario, is in fact they both start off wanting the same destination and then one half of passengers decide they want to go further into the journey. This sometimes leads onto the "Destination Dodger" In other cases you can in fact get complete honesty, and if this happens, be thankful. You both signed up to the same journey at the end of the day.
The destination dodger
This bus starts off great. There in front of you is a small map, it outlines where you are going and you get on this bus because its where you want to go.
However, as your journey gets further in it starts to go off course. You ask what's happening but it still carries on going off in another direction. Then it'll go back on its correct course, only to then divert again later!
What we are dealing with here is buses with no balls!
I wont call them liars as i feel that is a strong word and for all we know (as ever the optimist) there may be a little bit of truth in what they say, or they may actually WANT to carry out and go through with what they have said.
"I'll call you when i get back from my trip away" = SIX WEEKS later (the trip ended a day after the call) another call. "Hey, how you doing, so when shall we go for dinner? How about Sunday, cosy pub, Roast Beef and Yorkshire puddings? OK, I'll call you Sunday morning and let you know where i booked" = Sunday morning text message - Sorry, somethings come up, can i call you tonight and we'll re-arrange for in the week"
OR
"Do you fancy the movies tomorrow night? Cool, you check times and let me know" = Girl checks times, text's with all relevant information only to hear NOTHING! Are you out tonight? Great, I'll text you later when i get out and we can meet for a drink = No text and completely ignored when you do finally see them!
THEN, there's the classic
This one follows through with the route for quite sometime. Sometimes it shows signs of diverting but never does. Until you realise as much as your still heading in what seems to be the right direction its down a totally different road. They're now, so to speak "Leading you down the garden path"
You put up with it for a while until it becomes too much and you decide to confront the driver and BANG. Your bus crashes. Everything they said, everything they did, the route you were both so happily on was in fact NOT the road you had thought.
What i do not understand here is "Why?"
Why say things that your not going to follow through with? Why suggest something if in fact you have no intention of following it through. Why waste your own time, never mind someone else's?
Finally we have which could be the worse one
Engine Failure
The bus is there. It has the right destination. It looks fabulous. You like how it seems.
As you approach the bus it is welcoming. It wants you to get on, so that's what you do. You sit and marvel at how unbelievably amazing it is. The bus is your pod and you are the pea.
You sit on the bus for quite some time. Enjoying every second of it. This is the greatest bus EVER. You could easily fall in love with this bus.
Then you realise. The bus isn't going anywhere. The map shows your starting point. It shows that it is a long distance route, but there are no directions. No roads to wind through. No bumps to overcome.
This bus has become your best friend. Your confidant. Yet for whatever reason, and there is so many in this case, sometimes it is as simple (even if it is a bit harsh) as that you find everything about the bus fantastic apart from the exterior. Yes, this is a shallow reason but its animal instinct, you NEED to want to literally jump on the bus!
How can this be, how can the gods of fate, love and destiny throw this bus into your equation?
After you have dealt with all the other buses, finally you think you have found "The One" This is what you want - isn't it?
In fact the only place your going to go, is back home. The bus will always be there for you but unfortunately will never BE THERE for you....
Or will it?
If you have any answers, logical explanations. Whether your a girl or a boy, then do comment. Please help everyone out there that may read this and think "Damn, yes, thats so right!"
So i am back... today with an insight into those god awful things we on here like to call "Buses"
I had been feeling pretty good even after trying out new bus runs and them literally going nowhere.
Then a number of things occurred, an anniversary i didn't want to remember came (and i remembered) and those buses that didn't go anywhere only tried to get back on the route!!
Now after a few weeks of contending with this, and i have to say, it got me down quite a bit - there was a lot of cake eaten and even more wine consumed, not to mention a number of tears shed but i am slowly but surely coming back. With more lessons learned and now to be shared.
I have come across three main types of buses - neither of which are good candidates for that long distance road trip (although you desperately want them to be)
The one stop shop
You cant actually fault this bus. There is no false pretense. No pretending. No false hope. Where they want to go is laid out very clearly in back and white. They have one destination in mind and they do not want to go any further.
Destination Panties
This is all well and good, if you too only want to go to this destination.
However, sometimes you can have too many buses only wanting to take you to this destination and then you start to think "What is wrong with me? Why am i only good for this one thing? Why do i not deserve the road trip, the long distance bus?
What i have also found from the majority of my girlfriends and guy friends for this scenario, is in fact they both start off wanting the same destination and then one half of passengers decide they want to go further into the journey. This sometimes leads onto the "Destination Dodger" In other cases you can in fact get complete honesty, and if this happens, be thankful. You both signed up to the same journey at the end of the day.
The destination dodger
This bus starts off great. There in front of you is a small map, it outlines where you are going and you get on this bus because its where you want to go.
However, as your journey gets further in it starts to go off course. You ask what's happening but it still carries on going off in another direction. Then it'll go back on its correct course, only to then divert again later!
What we are dealing with here is buses with no balls!
I wont call them liars as i feel that is a strong word and for all we know (as ever the optimist) there may be a little bit of truth in what they say, or they may actually WANT to carry out and go through with what they have said.
"I'll call you when i get back from my trip away" = SIX WEEKS later (the trip ended a day after the call) another call. "Hey, how you doing, so when shall we go for dinner? How about Sunday, cosy pub, Roast Beef and Yorkshire puddings? OK, I'll call you Sunday morning and let you know where i booked" = Sunday morning text message - Sorry, somethings come up, can i call you tonight and we'll re-arrange for in the week"
OR
"Do you fancy the movies tomorrow night? Cool, you check times and let me know" = Girl checks times, text's with all relevant information only to hear NOTHING! Are you out tonight? Great, I'll text you later when i get out and we can meet for a drink = No text and completely ignored when you do finally see them!
THEN, there's the classic
This one follows through with the route for quite sometime. Sometimes it shows signs of diverting but never does. Until you realise as much as your still heading in what seems to be the right direction its down a totally different road. They're now, so to speak "Leading you down the garden path"
You put up with it for a while until it becomes too much and you decide to confront the driver and BANG. Your bus crashes. Everything they said, everything they did, the route you were both so happily on was in fact NOT the road you had thought.
What i do not understand here is "Why?"
Why say things that your not going to follow through with? Why suggest something if in fact you have no intention of following it through. Why waste your own time, never mind someone else's?
Finally we have which could be the worse one
Engine Failure
The bus is there. It has the right destination. It looks fabulous. You like how it seems.
As you approach the bus it is welcoming. It wants you to get on, so that's what you do. You sit and marvel at how unbelievably amazing it is. The bus is your pod and you are the pea.
You sit on the bus for quite some time. Enjoying every second of it. This is the greatest bus EVER. You could easily fall in love with this bus.
Then you realise. The bus isn't going anywhere. The map shows your starting point. It shows that it is a long distance route, but there are no directions. No roads to wind through. No bumps to overcome.
This bus has become your best friend. Your confidant. Yet for whatever reason, and there is so many in this case, sometimes it is as simple (even if it is a bit harsh) as that you find everything about the bus fantastic apart from the exterior. Yes, this is a shallow reason but its animal instinct, you NEED to want to literally jump on the bus!
How can this be, how can the gods of fate, love and destiny throw this bus into your equation?
After you have dealt with all the other buses, finally you think you have found "The One" This is what you want - isn't it?
In fact the only place your going to go, is back home. The bus will always be there for you but unfortunately will never BE THERE for you....
Or will it?
If you have any answers, logical explanations. Whether your a girl or a boy, then do comment. Please help everyone out there that may read this and think "Damn, yes, thats so right!"
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Twinings Gets You Back To You
Wherever you will go...
For me this advert alone shows what the song is trying to get across.
So lately, been wondering
Who will be there to take my place
When I'm gone you'll need love
To light the shadows on your face
If a greater wave shall fall
And fall upon us all
Then between the sand and stone
Could you make it on your own?
If I could, then I would
I'll go wherever you will go
Way up high or down low
I'll go wherever you will go
And maybe, I'll find out
A way to make it back someday
To watch you, to guide you
Through the darkest of your days
If a great wave shall fall
And fall upon us all
Well then I hope there's someone out there
Who can bring me back to you
If I could, then I would
I'll go wherever you will go
Way up high or down low
I'll go wherever you will go
Run away with my heart
Run away with my hope
Run away with my love
I know now, just quite how
My life and love might still go on
In your heart, in your mind
I'll stay with you for all of time
If I could, then I would
I'll go wherever you will go
Way, way up high or down low
I'll go wherever you will go
If I could turn back time
I'll go wherever you will go
If I could make you mine
I'll go wherever you will go
I'll go wherever you will go
If you want to hear the whole song go to:
http://youtu.be/t5THMr7YbEM
The Calling were good. This is just so calming and mellow - beautiful.
xoxo
Friday, October 07, 2011
Time To Say Goodbye Andrea Bocelli and Sarah Brightman
This song is very influential to me and reminds me a lot of my time in Venice. So when it came on the radio as i was re-writing my first chapter i thought it a good omen! A beautiful song, worth a listen if you aren't familiar.
xoxo
Thursday, September 22, 2011
What's more important: The beginning the middle or the end?
As you already know if you have been following me on here i am in the process in writing a book.
So when i came across the following articles it made me think....
http://www.stylist.co.uk/life/the-best-100-opening-lines-from-books
Do you capture someones attention with the first line of your book?
In this list there is everything from Matilda to The Clockwork Orange. I have read possibly a third of this list.
Then i went from there to the next link which was....
http://www.stylist.co.uk/life/literature-sex-scenes
What does the sex scene in your book say about you? I knew "Lady Chatterleys Lover" would be in here, but "Journey" by Tony Blair. Really?
My book currently has five completed chapters and the sixth is underway. Chapter five was a sex scene and was possibly the hardest thing to write as i didn't want to offend people but i did want to turn them on!
I have shamefully not read any on this list but i will be going out to buy a selection this weekend. Tony's may not be on that list, but then who knows!
Finally i got to....
http://www.stylist.co.uk/life/the-best-100-closing-lines-from-books
Now out of this list i have probably read about two thirds.
Is this because i judge a book, not by its cover but by its last line?
The way i see it, if i read the last sentence first and i remember that sentence when i read it at the end of the book then the book hasn't been that good. I haven't been lunged into the book, gotten lost in its words and fallen in love with its characters. However, if i get to the end and i have totally forgotten then i have loved the book and i may not have realised it at the time but i have gotten into it in a deep way. The only way you should get into a good book.
So, i will endeavour to make my opening line a great one, read some amazing sex scenes, compare and possibly edit my own and ensure that my closing line is not memorable!
I believe that if i conquer that, all the rest will just fall into place.
So when i came across the following articles it made me think....
Do you capture someones attention with the first line of your book?
In this list there is everything from Matilda to The Clockwork Orange. I have read possibly a third of this list.
Then i went from there to the next link which was....
What does the sex scene in your book say about you? I knew "Lady Chatterleys Lover" would be in here, but "Journey" by Tony Blair. Really?
My book currently has five completed chapters and the sixth is underway. Chapter five was a sex scene and was possibly the hardest thing to write as i didn't want to offend people but i did want to turn them on!
I have shamefully not read any on this list but i will be going out to buy a selection this weekend. Tony's may not be on that list, but then who knows!
Finally i got to....
Now out of this list i have probably read about two thirds.
Is this because i judge a book, not by its cover but by its last line?
The way i see it, if i read the last sentence first and i remember that sentence when i read it at the end of the book then the book hasn't been that good. I haven't been lunged into the book, gotten lost in its words and fallen in love with its characters. However, if i get to the end and i have totally forgotten then i have loved the book and i may not have realised it at the time but i have gotten into it in a deep way. The only way you should get into a good book.
So, i will endeavour to make my opening line a great one, read some amazing sex scenes, compare and possibly edit my own and ensure that my closing line is not memorable!
I believe that if i conquer that, all the rest will just fall into place.
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Travel update
A few weeks ago i posted about how men are like buses. I mentioned a few buses on my route and the times they had said they would be arriving. So i thought i would update you on the travel news!!
First of all the long term on/off interest.
He text a few times, i truly believe this is to keep me on a back burner. Its a shame he is sadly mistaken and due to the constant messing about i will most definitely not be going back there!! I will give him one thing and that is his behaviour has always been consistent.
Consistently shocking!!
Mr Long Distance.
Not even worth discussing.
Mr friend of a friend - the new one.
He had become very persistent and i gave in. We were due to go for dinner. He was picking me up from home and taking me somewhere. It was a surprise. He knew my favourite foods and colour of wine (this is because of the extensive text messages we have swapped)
However. A spur of the moment last minute meeting. He came over and we watched a DVD and had a bottle of wine and popcorn. It was great - we really got on.
After a hectic weekend, a lot of eating and drinking that was completely un-planned yet totally necessary i decided to be straight, tell him about what had occurred over the past four days and ask to rain check dinner.
Well holey-moley... OTT was an under-statement. he started discussing me with mutual friends, totally getting the wrong end of the stick and going off on a tangent about me not been honest with him... Honestly, i think i was too honest and could have said a lot less!
Needless to say - i will not be seeing him again!
And finally.... The one i hoped would not.
Not only did he do what i hoped he would not, he also decided to try it on with a very good friend. So after the false hopes and empty promises, you now in fact love my friend, but wait for it... moments after declaring your love to said good friend you arrange to see me again.
SERIOUSLY?
I can safely say he went from being a typical guy who does not know his ass from his elbow to a completely stupid individual that naively thought girls don't talk to each other!!
So for now, the buses on this route have been cancelled.
In future i am going to travel by private jet or chauffeur driven Bentley's darlink!!
First of all the long term on/off interest.
He text a few times, i truly believe this is to keep me on a back burner. Its a shame he is sadly mistaken and due to the constant messing about i will most definitely not be going back there!! I will give him one thing and that is his behaviour has always been consistent.
Consistently shocking!!
Mr Long Distance.
Not even worth discussing.
Mr friend of a friend - the new one.
He had become very persistent and i gave in. We were due to go for dinner. He was picking me up from home and taking me somewhere. It was a surprise. He knew my favourite foods and colour of wine (this is because of the extensive text messages we have swapped)
However. A spur of the moment last minute meeting. He came over and we watched a DVD and had a bottle of wine and popcorn. It was great - we really got on.
After a hectic weekend, a lot of eating and drinking that was completely un-planned yet totally necessary i decided to be straight, tell him about what had occurred over the past four days and ask to rain check dinner.
Well holey-moley... OTT was an under-statement. he started discussing me with mutual friends, totally getting the wrong end of the stick and going off on a tangent about me not been honest with him... Honestly, i think i was too honest and could have said a lot less!
Needless to say - i will not be seeing him again!
And finally.... The one i hoped would not.
Not only did he do what i hoped he would not, he also decided to try it on with a very good friend. So after the false hopes and empty promises, you now in fact love my friend, but wait for it... moments after declaring your love to said good friend you arrange to see me again.
SERIOUSLY?
I can safely say he went from being a typical guy who does not know his ass from his elbow to a completely stupid individual that naively thought girls don't talk to each other!!
So for now, the buses on this route have been cancelled.
In future i am going to travel by private jet or chauffeur driven Bentley's darlink!!
Wednesday, September 07, 2011
Step into a fairytale and realise your own reality
Last week i took a trip to London to visit friends for three days.
I love London, the hustle and bustle, the calm and serene, the dirty streets and the crisp clean parks. Its one of those cities where there is something for everyone.
I had decided prior to going i wanted to do some of the things i hadn't yet done so my agenda went like this:
Wednesday; Camden
This wasn't meant to last all day but it did, i think because i couldn't walk ten steps without stopping, looking, watching, smelling and experiencing the amazing sights, sounds and smells of the streets and lochs. I felt i belonged.
Wednesday night; A girls night in Angel.
As it was Wednesday there wasn't a whole load of places open too late, which should have sent us home, it didn't and we crawled in at 4am!!
(No photographic evidence here!!)
Thursday; Butterflies at The National History Museum
Possibly the BEST butterfly house i have visited. I LOVE butterflies (for so many different reasons) and been in there and seeing such amazing insects close up just made me love them more!!
Science Museum
We had fun and it took me back to the days of been younger and taking part in all the interactive activities - I have never been a science fan but the activities were fun enough for children young and adults old to enjoy!!
Ally Pally, The Bishops Avenue and Hamstead Heath
Alexandra Palace, where the first BBC broadcast ever went from and panoramic views of London.
The Bishops Avenue, an avenue of the biggest, most amazing, vast houses i have ever seen in my life!
Hamstead Heath/Kenwood House, where part of the film Notting Hill was filmed. All these three were fleeting visits before dinner and definitely places i need to visit with more time.
Friday; V&A
A good museum but rather disappointed that all the exhibitions i had seen advertised didn't start till after i had left! However, a beautiful building and some fantastic statues.
Lunch in Hyde Park
Hot, Sunny, Diana, Princess of Wales Memorial Fountain, children playing in the water, giggling. Glorious!
Enchanted Palace
Historic Royal Palaces Home Kensington Palace History and stories Palace highlights Enchanted Palace
Notice how i have made this bigger? Set it slightly away from the other activities we did?
This is because it was the best £12 i have ever spent.
It was the most, enchanting, magical, informative, historical, memorable, captivating, delightful museum i have ever been to!! Full of sorrow and joy i couldn't have asked for anything more.
Basically it was about the seven princesses that have lived in Kensington Palace and as you wandered into the different rooms you learnt the story of that princess.
Every room i came across i fell in love with it and the story behind it. I cant put my finger on my favourite room as they were all equally as enchanting as each other.
I have never been a history buff, but this was done in a way that you wanted to learn, you wanted to know more.
It took us 90 minutes to go around, i think you could have done it in less, i could have stayed in there longer!!
Whilst walking around London, taking in the sights, sounds and smells. Learning about Princesses and walking through a fairytale. Sat in beautiful gardens watching couples walk past hand in hand, children laughing and old men dozing i thought about a lot of things. Everything that had happened in my own life in the past year or so. The important people who featured in my life and the role i play/played in theirs.
I wont deny i live in a bubble most of the time, i think it helps my happy cheery demeanor (a lot of people have asked how i am always happy!) Reality doesn't have a big part, mainly because it can be oh so depressing. Yet i found myself bringing reality into my bubble and i dealt with it very well. It wasn't all bad and in fact i realised what i wanted and what i needed to do to get there.
So yet again my bubble and the fairytale that i want to live in has come good for me.....
I stepped into a Royal fairytale and came out of the other side realising my own reality!
I love London, the hustle and bustle, the calm and serene, the dirty streets and the crisp clean parks. Its one of those cities where there is something for everyone.
I had decided prior to going i wanted to do some of the things i hadn't yet done so my agenda went like this:
Wednesday; Camden
This wasn't meant to last all day but it did, i think because i couldn't walk ten steps without stopping, looking, watching, smelling and experiencing the amazing sights, sounds and smells of the streets and lochs. I felt i belonged.
Wednesday night; A girls night in Angel.
As it was Wednesday there wasn't a whole load of places open too late, which should have sent us home, it didn't and we crawled in at 4am!!
(No photographic evidence here!!)
Thursday; Butterflies at The National History Museum
Possibly the BEST butterfly house i have visited. I LOVE butterflies (for so many different reasons) and been in there and seeing such amazing insects close up just made me love them more!!
Science Museum
We had fun and it took me back to the days of been younger and taking part in all the interactive activities - I have never been a science fan but the activities were fun enough for children young and adults old to enjoy!!
Ally Pally, The Bishops Avenue and Hamstead Heath
Alexandra Palace, where the first BBC broadcast ever went from and panoramic views of London.
The Bishops Avenue, an avenue of the biggest, most amazing, vast houses i have ever seen in my life!
Hamstead Heath/Kenwood House, where part of the film Notting Hill was filmed. All these three were fleeting visits before dinner and definitely places i need to visit with more time.
Friday; V&A
A good museum but rather disappointed that all the exhibitions i had seen advertised didn't start till after i had left! However, a beautiful building and some fantastic statues.
Lunch in Hyde Park
Hot, Sunny, Diana, Princess of Wales Memorial Fountain, children playing in the water, giggling. Glorious!
Enchanted Palace
Historic Royal Palaces Home Kensington Palace History and stories Palace highlights Enchanted Palace
Notice how i have made this bigger? Set it slightly away from the other activities we did?
This is because it was the best £12 i have ever spent.
It was the most, enchanting, magical, informative, historical, memorable, captivating, delightful museum i have ever been to!! Full of sorrow and joy i couldn't have asked for anything more.
Basically it was about the seven princesses that have lived in Kensington Palace and as you wandered into the different rooms you learnt the story of that princess.
Every room i came across i fell in love with it and the story behind it. I cant put my finger on my favourite room as they were all equally as enchanting as each other.
I have never been a history buff, but this was done in a way that you wanted to learn, you wanted to know more.
It took us 90 minutes to go around, i think you could have done it in less, i could have stayed in there longer!!
Whilst walking around London, taking in the sights, sounds and smells. Learning about Princesses and walking through a fairytale. Sat in beautiful gardens watching couples walk past hand in hand, children laughing and old men dozing i thought about a lot of things. Everything that had happened in my own life in the past year or so. The important people who featured in my life and the role i play/played in theirs.
I wont deny i live in a bubble most of the time, i think it helps my happy cheery demeanor (a lot of people have asked how i am always happy!) Reality doesn't have a big part, mainly because it can be oh so depressing. Yet i found myself bringing reality into my bubble and i dealt with it very well. It wasn't all bad and in fact i realised what i wanted and what i needed to do to get there.
So yet again my bubble and the fairytale that i want to live in has come good for me.....
I stepped into a Royal fairytale and came out of the other side realising my own reality!
Tuesday, September 06, 2011
Maroon 5 - Moves Like Jagger ft. Christina Aguilera
Just shoot for the stars
If it feels right
Then aim for my heart
If you feel like
Can take me away, and make it okay
I swear I’ll behave
You wanted control
Sure we waited
I put on a show
Now I make it
You say I’m a kid
My ego is big
I don’t give a sh*t
And it goes like this
[Chorus]
Take me by the tongue
And I’ll know you
Kiss til you’re drunk
And I’ll show you
You want the moves like jagger
I got the moves like jagger
I got the mooooooves…like jagger
I don’t even try to control you
Look into my eyes and I’ll own you
You with the moves like jagger
I got the moves like jagger
I got the mooooooves…like jagger
Baby it’s hard
And it feel like you’re broken in scar
Nothing feels right
But when you’re with me
I make you believe
That I’ve got the key
So get in the car
We can ride it
Wherever you want
Get inside it
And you want to stir
But I’m shifting gears
I’ll take it from here
And it goes like this
[Chorus]
Take me by the tongue
And I’ll know you
Kiss til you’re drunk
And I’ll show you
You want the moves like jagger
I got the moves like jagger
I got the mooooooves…like jagger
I don’t even try to control you
Look into my eyes and I’ll own you
You with the moves like jagger
I got the moves like jagger
I got the mooooooves…like jagger
[Bridge]
You want to know how to make me smile
Take control, own me just for the night
But if I share my secret
You gonna have to keep it
Nobody else can see this
http://www.lyricsnotes.com/2011/06/maroon-5-ft-christina-aguilera-moves.html
So watch and learn
I won’t show you twice
Head to toe, ooh baby, roll me right
But if I share my secret
You gonna have to keep it
Nobody else can see this
And it goes like this
[Chorus]
Take me by the tongue
And I’ll know you
Kiss til you’re drunk
And I’ll show you
You want the moves like jagger
I got the moves like jagger
I got the mooooooves…like jagger
I don’t even try to control you
Look into my eyes and I’ll own you
You with the moves like jagger
I got the moves like jagger
I got the mooooooves…like jagger
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Buses dont always run to the timetables
So if you have read any of my posts you'll have learned that i finished with my boyfriend a few weeks ago. There was no love lost - so don't feel sorry for me. He in fact turned out to be not a nice person, a liar as such.
In all fairness to my feminine instinct (which i should have bloody listened to) i knew it was never going to last!!
Despite knowing this it is still upsetting when something comes to an end in your life. I mean I've gotten upset over a pudding finishing, or a good Italian dish!! So something you've invested a lot of time in is bound to be upsetting.
However, out of all of this i have learnt a very important lesson; a lesson in fact that another ex of mine tried to teach me a long time ago, and that is, not everyone is like me. Not everyone follows through with what they say. Sometimes people say things and don't actually do it. I don't understand this and i find it very pointless. It has taken me many, many years to get my head around it and current ex seems to have been the one who has finally made me get to grips with it.
Maybe its because i always try and see the good in people. Who knows, but had i of grasped this prior to my ex then i wouldn't have been so upset when i never received my birthday present (a 40 inch flat screen TV) I wouldn't have been shocked that we didn't book our trip to Morocco or New York and dating back to our first week of our relationship and the promise of going to Jazz clubs together - guess what, we never went to one of them either.
So i am now a single girl again. At first when "the ex" decided to post it on Facebook that he was "no longer in a relationship" i freaked. I wasn't ready to deal with the endless questions. Alas i did and with the questions came the offers. Not of a shouldn't to cry on (i had that from my amazing girlfriends of course) but the offers from guy friends. It seems as though a number of my guy friends were rather happy to offer their "services!" Not what i was looking for at that time, so i graciously declined their offer for the time being!
This made me somewhat depressed, is that all i was good for, why did they not want to date me?
I am a little old fashioned and i love the idea of dating someone, doing it properly so to speak - the hopeless romantic coming out in me again.
Then the offers of dates started coming. I had someone whom i had just met a few weeks prior wanting to come and meet me. I was going to cook for us, a bottle of wine or 2, film, chatting, the norm.... He cancelled THREE HOURS BEFORE!!!
Then i had a long term on/off interest ask me out to dinner. He is amazing company and this i was excited about..... He cancelled, twice. For work (his job is demanding so fair enough) Said he'd be in touch on his return (Sunday afternoon) to do something that night.... 10.30PM he got in touch. He'd been with his friends!!
Then Mr Long Distance. He wanted to come to my city for a night out.... Didn't cancel, just wouldn't commit to a date.
Then another new one, a friend of a friend. Who i shouldn't slate just yet - he has asked me out to lunch. So far our diaries have not had the same opening - so we shall see.
And finally.... The one i hoped would not..... mentioned getting together twice this week. I am still waiting! I have hinted. Short of saying - So are we getting together this weekend or not i don't know what else to do!
So to sum this up:
Men =Buses = Don't run to the timetable as shown = What men say and what men do are two VERY different things!
GIRLS - Wait. Actions speak louder than words and until your there or until your holding it, don't count on it arriving!!
In all fairness to my feminine instinct (which i should have bloody listened to) i knew it was never going to last!!
Despite knowing this it is still upsetting when something comes to an end in your life. I mean I've gotten upset over a pudding finishing, or a good Italian dish!! So something you've invested a lot of time in is bound to be upsetting.
However, out of all of this i have learnt a very important lesson; a lesson in fact that another ex of mine tried to teach me a long time ago, and that is, not everyone is like me. Not everyone follows through with what they say. Sometimes people say things and don't actually do it. I don't understand this and i find it very pointless. It has taken me many, many years to get my head around it and current ex seems to have been the one who has finally made me get to grips with it.
Maybe its because i always try and see the good in people. Who knows, but had i of grasped this prior to my ex then i wouldn't have been so upset when i never received my birthday present (a 40 inch flat screen TV) I wouldn't have been shocked that we didn't book our trip to Morocco or New York and dating back to our first week of our relationship and the promise of going to Jazz clubs together - guess what, we never went to one of them either.
So i am now a single girl again. At first when "the ex" decided to post it on Facebook that he was "no longer in a relationship" i freaked. I wasn't ready to deal with the endless questions. Alas i did and with the questions came the offers. Not of a shouldn't to cry on (i had that from my amazing girlfriends of course) but the offers from guy friends. It seems as though a number of my guy friends were rather happy to offer their "services!" Not what i was looking for at that time, so i graciously declined their offer for the time being!
This made me somewhat depressed, is that all i was good for, why did they not want to date me?
I am a little old fashioned and i love the idea of dating someone, doing it properly so to speak - the hopeless romantic coming out in me again.
Then the offers of dates started coming. I had someone whom i had just met a few weeks prior wanting to come and meet me. I was going to cook for us, a bottle of wine or 2, film, chatting, the norm.... He cancelled THREE HOURS BEFORE!!!
Then i had a long term on/off interest ask me out to dinner. He is amazing company and this i was excited about..... He cancelled, twice. For work (his job is demanding so fair enough) Said he'd be in touch on his return (Sunday afternoon) to do something that night.... 10.30PM he got in touch. He'd been with his friends!!
Then Mr Long Distance. He wanted to come to my city for a night out.... Didn't cancel, just wouldn't commit to a date.
Then another new one, a friend of a friend. Who i shouldn't slate just yet - he has asked me out to lunch. So far our diaries have not had the same opening - so we shall see.
And finally.... The one i hoped would not..... mentioned getting together twice this week. I am still waiting! I have hinted. Short of saying - So are we getting together this weekend or not i don't know what else to do!
So to sum this up:
Men =Buses = Don't run to the timetable as shown = What men say and what men do are two VERY different things!
GIRLS - Wait. Actions speak louder than words and until your there or until your holding it, don't count on it arriving!!
Christina Perri - Jar of Hearts Official Video
I love this song and its title - i actually think of little candy or biscuit type hearts in a jar, decorated with polka dots and stars. I imagine her giving them out and ending up with an empty jar - when in fact we should all keep a few for our self love! xoxo
No I can't take one more step towards you
Cause all that's waiting is regret
And don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore?
You lost the love I loved the most
I learned to live, half-alive
And now you want me one more time
And who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?
I hear you're asking all around
If I am anywhere to be found
I have grown too strong
To ever fall back in your arms
I've learned to live, half-alive
Now you want me one more time
Who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?
Dear, it took so long
Just to feel alright
Remember how to put back
The light in my eyes
I wish I had missed
The first time that we kissed
'Cause you broke all your promises
And now you're back you don't get to get me back
Who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Don't come back at all
And who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
Don't come back for me
Don't come back at all
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
Thursday, August 11, 2011
The Naked Truth
I love Vanity Fair.
Its possibly one of the only magazines that comes through to me that has such a diverse range of topics and a wide variety of fabulous writers. All of which i can really get into and almost hear them as i am reading (Something which is important to me - if i don't do this i loose interest)
This week my magazine came through and straight away i was drawn to the piece named:
The Sleekest, Sexiest, Curviest in Nude Portraiture—an Archive of V.F.’s “Best Undressed”
Archive Photos: Vanity Fair’s Classic Nude Portraits Culture Vanity Fair
This is an article with 28 photos of the best naked people that have been photographed over the years.
It is beautiful.
As i was looking at all of these people, men and women i got to thinking how each and every photo spoke so many words. I imagined the same photo but with the person wearing clothes and the image was so very different.
There was something about all of these naked people that oozed truth, longing, passion and a deeper meaning to them. This wouldn't be possible with clothes on. You could almost see their fears and desires.
It made me think of what my professional photo would be like if i too was to pose naked. Would it open my eyes to what i possibly attempt to block out.
Then i thought - what if when we wanted the truth from people, we simply sat them down naked?
Having just come out of a relationship with someone whom i truly cared for but he turned out to not in fact care for me, for a longer period of time that was necessary and in turn put me through months of hoping and wishing, trying and wanting. I thought - if i had of sat you down five months ago and had all the conversations that i tried to have with you in that time and failed to get any answers, but done it naked - would you have possibly told me the truth?
Would you have saved me five months by simply saying " I'm sorry, i don't love you. I don't want to be with you and in all honesty would rather not be your friend right now!" The sentence he actually TEXT to me after a dramatic exchanging of belongings.
Would i have been able to see the truth through his nakedness?
I guess i will never know this time, but do you think any future partners i may have will mind if i take this route?
Hopefully i will find someone who can be truthful with their clothes on as well as off and once they are off there is a totally different way of figuring out their fears and desires!!
Its possibly one of the only magazines that comes through to me that has such a diverse range of topics and a wide variety of fabulous writers. All of which i can really get into and almost hear them as i am reading (Something which is important to me - if i don't do this i loose interest)
This week my magazine came through and straight away i was drawn to the piece named:
The Sleekest, Sexiest, Curviest in Nude Portraiture—an Archive of V.F.’s “Best Undressed”
Archive Photos: Vanity Fair’s Classic Nude Portraits Culture Vanity Fair
This is an article with 28 photos of the best naked people that have been photographed over the years.
It is beautiful.
As i was looking at all of these people, men and women i got to thinking how each and every photo spoke so many words. I imagined the same photo but with the person wearing clothes and the image was so very different.
There was something about all of these naked people that oozed truth, longing, passion and a deeper meaning to them. This wouldn't be possible with clothes on. You could almost see their fears and desires.
It made me think of what my professional photo would be like if i too was to pose naked. Would it open my eyes to what i possibly attempt to block out.
Then i thought - what if when we wanted the truth from people, we simply sat them down naked?
Having just come out of a relationship with someone whom i truly cared for but he turned out to not in fact care for me, for a longer period of time that was necessary and in turn put me through months of hoping and wishing, trying and wanting. I thought - if i had of sat you down five months ago and had all the conversations that i tried to have with you in that time and failed to get any answers, but done it naked - would you have possibly told me the truth?
Would you have saved me five months by simply saying " I'm sorry, i don't love you. I don't want to be with you and in all honesty would rather not be your friend right now!" The sentence he actually TEXT to me after a dramatic exchanging of belongings.
Would i have been able to see the truth through his nakedness?
I guess i will never know this time, but do you think any future partners i may have will mind if i take this route?
Hopefully i will find someone who can be truthful with their clothes on as well as off and once they are off there is a totally different way of figuring out their fears and desires!!
Wednesday, August 03, 2011
What really lies beneath your exterior?
I get a number of email's from different sites sent through to me. I find they are a good time filler when you have five minutes to kill.
It was from a site that i came across the book "Fragments"
Fragments offers a sensitive and personal insight into the mysterious and tragic Marilyn Monroe through never-before-seen letters, poems, intimate notes, as well as some rare photographs. It offers the reader a
unique look into the private thoughts and reflections of one of Hollywood's brightest and most tragic stars.
I enjoyed this as there was a lot that i wasn't aware of, giving you more of an idea about her life.
Today i came across this;
New Chanel biography claims Coco was a bisexual drug-taker - Telegraph
I am not a massive fashion follower. Nor am i "bang on trend" But i like reading and finding out about the people behind the famous fashion houses that have become such a large part of our world today.
From socks to chandelier's. Designers have a wonderful artistic talent that stems back many years, and every year something more beautiful, intricate and luxurious for million's of us to coo over. Some on a waiting list for the next amazing creation and some pawing over the glossy magazines and only dreaming of being able to afford such delights.
Yet what lies beneath all of that flair?
Does one have to be a little extrovert? Kooky? Lonely?
I think it helps. I don't think you will find any type of designer that is mundane a run-of-the-mill Joe Blogs type. In fact anyone with any artistic talents in general.
So to read this article and find out that Coco Chanel took drugs, embraced bisexuality and had an affair with Salvador Dali while he was married did not come as a shock to me at all.
I would have been shocked to have found out she was as straight laced as my Secondry school Art teacher - but then she was my Art teacher, so who knows.
They say its the quite ones you have to be careful of!!
It was from a site that i came across the book "Fragments"
Fragments offers a sensitive and personal insight into the mysterious and tragic Marilyn Monroe through never-before-seen letters, poems, intimate notes, as well as some rare photographs. It offers the reader a
unique look into the private thoughts and reflections of one of Hollywood's brightest and most tragic stars.
I enjoyed this as there was a lot that i wasn't aware of, giving you more of an idea about her life.
Today i came across this;
New Chanel biography claims Coco was a bisexual drug-taker - Telegraph
I am not a massive fashion follower. Nor am i "bang on trend" But i like reading and finding out about the people behind the famous fashion houses that have become such a large part of our world today.
From socks to chandelier's. Designers have a wonderful artistic talent that stems back many years, and every year something more beautiful, intricate and luxurious for million's of us to coo over. Some on a waiting list for the next amazing creation and some pawing over the glossy magazines and only dreaming of being able to afford such delights.
Yet what lies beneath all of that flair?
Does one have to be a little extrovert? Kooky? Lonely?
I think it helps. I don't think you will find any type of designer that is mundane a run-of-the-mill Joe Blogs type. In fact anyone with any artistic talents in general.
So to read this article and find out that Coco Chanel took drugs, embraced bisexuality and had an affair with Salvador Dali while he was married did not come as a shock to me at all.
I would have been shocked to have found out she was as straight laced as my Secondry school Art teacher - but then she was my Art teacher, so who knows.
They say its the quite ones you have to be careful of!!
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Spaceships and Spacemen
Another lunchtime discussion, another mind boggler for me!!
This time about the recent space ship that has just landed back in Florida.
Now, as i explained to Nick, my fellow intellectual colleague. My brain only hold things on a need to know basis. Some of this stuff is in simpleton terms. The reason for this is so i am not easily confused! Other things are in my brain on a far more complex level, this is because i feel it is more useful.
Like everything to do with Space, thus my logic for calling them space ships and spacemen. Of course, i am not that stupid that i don't know they are called, shuttles, rockets and astronauts. However it is my choice to collectively call them Spaceships and spacemen.
So, i was informed that the spacemen had gone into space, possibly only 40 miles up, which doesn't seem that far in all honesty. To give their load to the space station that is up there, with living humans on it none the less.
First of all, what is in their load?
Secondly, do they get off the ship and onto the station, have a brew and a chat, update them on the gossip, give them letters and love notes from friends and family??
Can they take photos and do you think they can upload to Facebook or is it strictly off limits to do such a thing??
Then, Rob informed me we had apparently been to the moon SEVEN TIMES!! Wowzers, that's great, i only knew of the once and some say that was a fix?!
So much stuff i want to know, some people want to know the science of it all. Me i want to know the little details no one ever bothers to ask.
I am going to watch the programme on C4 on Saturday, July 23 at 7.30pm to see what they can tell me and to possibly educate my mind a little further.
I do know that its amazing, i dont need a tv person to tell me that!!
Whatever they do tell me i hear it'll be the last time Americans go up - we're now leaving it to the Russians. Good thinking guys, I'm sure they wont be able to do it as well, wont the launch be affected by the freezing temperatures that occur in Russia?
xoxo
This time about the recent space ship that has just landed back in Florida.
Now, as i explained to Nick, my fellow intellectual colleague. My brain only hold things on a need to know basis. Some of this stuff is in simpleton terms. The reason for this is so i am not easily confused! Other things are in my brain on a far more complex level, this is because i feel it is more useful.
Like everything to do with Space, thus my logic for calling them space ships and spacemen. Of course, i am not that stupid that i don't know they are called, shuttles, rockets and astronauts. However it is my choice to collectively call them Spaceships and spacemen.
First of all, what is in their load?
Secondly, do they get off the ship and onto the station, have a brew and a chat, update them on the gossip, give them letters and love notes from friends and family??
Can they take photos and do you think they can upload to Facebook or is it strictly off limits to do such a thing??
Then, Rob informed me we had apparently been to the moon SEVEN TIMES!! Wowzers, that's great, i only knew of the once and some say that was a fix?!
So much stuff i want to know, some people want to know the science of it all. Me i want to know the little details no one ever bothers to ask.
I am going to watch the programme on C4 on Saturday, July 23 at 7.30pm to see what they can tell me and to possibly educate my mind a little further.
I do know that its amazing, i dont need a tv person to tell me that!!
Whatever they do tell me i hear it'll be the last time Americans go up - we're now leaving it to the Russians. Good thinking guys, I'm sure they wont be able to do it as well, wont the launch be affected by the freezing temperatures that occur in Russia?
xoxo
Are you somebody's kryptonite?
I needed more than just a kiss goodnight
Had to go get something out my system I
ignored the warnings, bit the fruit
She might have tasted good
But man she was my kryptonite
Shoulda known she was trouble from the start
I, knew she'd broken hearts I,
thought I'd take that chance
Danced with the she devil in the pale moonlight
Alarm bells rang, but I loved the drama
In a dark place but I loved the karma sutra
Shoulda closed that door
But I kept going back for more
She's electric, she's the current running through my veins
She's a siren, hearing voices that I can't explain
Now I should be thinking it over
Instead I'm calling her over
Now she's here and she won't go quietly
I Should be thinking it over
Instead I'm calling her over
Now she's here but she won't go quietly
I needed more than just a cheap thrill ride
See I needed something that ran deep inside
Ignored the warnings, bit the fruit
She might have tasted good
But man she was my kryptonite
Shoulda known it wouldn't last for a year I,
knew it'd all end it tears I,
cracked, she was mind addictive, never felt scripted
Upredicatable, tied up, but no strings attatched
Left scratch marks on my back
Her cold eyes got me excited and I can't hide the truth
She's electric, she's the colour running through my veins
(I just can't kick the habit x2)
She's a siren, hearing voices that I can't explain
(I just can't kick the habit)
Now I should be thinking it over
Instead I'm calling her over
Now she's here and she won't go quietly
I should be thinking it over
Instead I'm calling her over
Now she's here and she won't go quietly
Can't see the end of this or who survives
It's just another case of do or die
Can't see the end of this or who survives
It's just another case, another case, another case
another case, another case ..
She's electric, she's the colour running through my veins
(I just can't kick the habit x2)
She's a siren, hearing voices that I can't explain
(I just can't kick the habit)
Now I, should be thinking it over
Instead I'm calling her over
Now she's here and she won't go quietly
I should be thinking it over
Instead I'm calling her over
Now she's here and she won't go quietly
Can't see the end of this or who survives
It's just another case of do or die
Can't see the end of this or who survives
It's just another case of do or die
Can't see the end of this or who survives
It's just another case of do or die
Had to go get something out my system I
ignored the warnings, bit the fruit
She might have tasted good
But man she was my kryptonite
Shoulda known she was trouble from the start
I, knew she'd broken hearts I,
thought I'd take that chance
Danced with the she devil in the pale moonlight
Alarm bells rang, but I loved the drama
In a dark place but I loved the karma sutra
Shoulda closed that door
But I kept going back for more
She's electric, she's the current running through my veins
She's a siren, hearing voices that I can't explain
Now I should be thinking it over
Instead I'm calling her over
Now she's here and she won't go quietly
I Should be thinking it over
Instead I'm calling her over
Now she's here but she won't go quietly
I needed more than just a cheap thrill ride
See I needed something that ran deep inside
Ignored the warnings, bit the fruit
She might have tasted good
But man she was my kryptonite
Shoulda known it wouldn't last for a year I,
knew it'd all end it tears I,
cracked, she was mind addictive, never felt scripted
Upredicatable, tied up, but no strings attatched
Left scratch marks on my back
Her cold eyes got me excited and I can't hide the truth
She's electric, she's the colour running through my veins
(I just can't kick the habit x2)
She's a siren, hearing voices that I can't explain
(I just can't kick the habit)
Now I should be thinking it over
Instead I'm calling her over
Now she's here and she won't go quietly
I should be thinking it over
Instead I'm calling her over
Now she's here and she won't go quietly
Can't see the end of this or who survives
It's just another case of do or die
Can't see the end of this or who survives
It's just another case, another case, another case
another case, another case ..
She's electric, she's the colour running through my veins
(I just can't kick the habit x2)
She's a siren, hearing voices that I can't explain
(I just can't kick the habit)
Now I, should be thinking it over
Instead I'm calling her over
Now she's here and she won't go quietly
I should be thinking it over
Instead I'm calling her over
Now she's here and she won't go quietly
Can't see the end of this or who survives
It's just another case of do or die
Can't see the end of this or who survives
It's just another case of do or die
Can't see the end of this or who survives
It's just another case of do or die
The Wikipidia explanation of Kryptonite is as follows:
Kryptonite is a material from the Superman mythos —the ore form of a radioactive element from Superman's home planet of Krypton. It is famous for being the ultimate physical weakness of Superman, and the word kryptonite has since become synonymous with an Achilles' heel —the one weakness of an otherwise invulnerable hero
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Highs and lows. Ups and downs. Cold and hot
Well this past week or so has turned up some rather interesting views and also some more interesting facts i have learned about myself.
The lows this past week have included the following:
Newspapers:
You may think i am referring to the News of the world phone hacking. Yes, i agree this is utterly disgusting and the quicker this is sorted out the better, for everyone involved now and for everyone it could potentially affect in the future!!
However, closer to home and closer to my heart would have to be my local newspaper - The Press.
Until now i was proud to say i worked at this paper. I enjoyed my time there, the people i worked with and more importantly the job i did and the clients i had. I thought, when i worked there i wouldn't mind becoming a journalist. Not anymore.
My friend was recently up on three counts of rape. A serious charge and actual rapists deserve everything they get.
The Press covered his case, printing his name and his address, along with some utter rubbish that had either been written down wrong by the reporter or had just made up - either way, it should not have been printed.
The first day they published this it was splashed all over the front page and also inside the paper. The days following this it was at least a half page spread inside and it was billed outside outlets. They portraid him as the guilty one, completely tarnishing his good name and making this whole ordeal far worse than what it had to be, not just for him but also upsetting for his friends and family.
When you know someone, their friends and their family you have a pretty good idea as to what they are capable of - he is most definitely not capable of this. He is polite, honest and caring. Currently he is volunteering in a bid to help him become a teacher of special needs children. Something which takes compassion and a hell of a lot of patience.
So this stupid girl decides after conducting some sexual behaviour on a night out that she regrets doing what she did (her boyfriend quite possibly wouldn't be overly chuffed either) Well i can only assume regret was the reasoning behind what she did and that was to cry rape. Unfortunately my friend was on the receiving end.
Now if it wasn't for him, chances are this would have been thrown out before it even got to court. Why. Because she had a story and a memory that had so many holes in, a worm would have been pleased to weave in and out of it! Could this be because she couldn't remember her initial story and didn't want to be caught out? Hmmmm. My friend however remembered EVERYTHING!!
After a lengthy court trial, the jury broke to decide his fate. The following two hours were quite possibly the worst two hours of his, his friends and his families life. Was he about to be sent to prison for crimes he didn't commit because an over-enthusiastic drama student got frisky. Or would the jury see through her pathetic crocodile tears and see what an outstanding young man with so much potential he was?
Two hours, that is all it took for the decision to be made!
Now, this whole affair made me realise. Firstly i could not be in law, especially a barrister. I get pretty hyped up and rather passionate about something i truly believe in and a number of times wanted to scream and shout at a number of people. Something which sometimes you just cant do and you have to have some decorum about you. (Don't worry, i kept my decorum) I may not be able to say the same if i were to ever come across her in the street. I would have a few choice words to say, which cannot be repeated, which ladies shouldn't even know and which my Grandparents would be utterly horrified at me knowing. You know what though - she deserves it.
She lied. She made his name mud. She got off Scott free. Yep, because someone, somewhere decided that in these cases the defendant's name could be splashed about like a freakin dulux ad yet her name kept totally clean.
I believe that until the verdict both names should be kept out of the media. When the verdict is passed then if it is a guilty verdict, then print the guilty persons name. If it is not guilty then the prosecutions name should be printed. Why oh why should someone accusing that person get off Scott free??
So on Tuesday, i sat on tender hooks with my Blackberry stuck to me like a third arm, awaiting the verdict. On Wednesday i waltzed into my local Press outlet, seeing the billboard outside pleased me. I walked up to the stand and there in front of me, on the front page was some story about a boy who could have caused an accident with his planking! To the left was a small nib about said rape case, directing you to PAGE 5, where there was a quarter page story!
Earlier on in the week there had been a story about my local milkman who was retiring after 41 years of service, on PAGE 3!!!
So let me get this summed up for you:
Tuesday - Front page - BIG headline. Innocent man's name tarnished.
Wednesday - Saturday - Half a page spread about what "apparently" occurred to this poor defenseless young 18 year old!
Wednesday - Small nib and quarter page!
Now i have spoken to him and he is happy with this. Then again he would be - he is so upbeat, chilled out and in general a nice guy, you wouldn't expect anything less!
Friends: Another low and again with regards to the above situation.
I know from him that during this time he has found out the hard way who his friends are and who he could really do without in his life!!
A friend cull by the worst possible way!!
I too have been in a situation (not half as bad may i add) where i have had to have a real life friend cull. It is truly devastating, heart wrenching and not something i wish anyone to go through.
Friends are the non-biological family you have in your life. They should be as important to you as you are to you!!
Never forget that.
Birds: I love birds, they are gorgeous, graceful tuneful creatures and come in so many shapes, sizes, colours and breeds that everyone must love at least one type!
Yet in the past few weeks i have had to bury in my garden three Blackbirds - this makes me sad.
The first i believe was poorly, it was a baby, not many feathers and i saw Mummy bird, carrying it out of the nest and then drop it. So i was unsure as to weather it was dead prior to it meeting the floor, or if the fall killed it. Either way, i believe it was probably for the best.
The second was found outside my front door. I was about to go jogging with a friend who had come round 10 minutes prior and she assured me it wasn't there then. So that was moved and buried next to the first.
Then there was baby bird who couldn't get onto the garage roof to fly off, so i helped it. It kept coming back to my back door and i fed it. I don't know what happened but i found it at the bottom of my garden, dead. He too is now with the other two and my dead fat fish in the garden.
This makes me sad and yet a part of me also thinks there is weird and not so wonderful sign out there!!
My watch: I love watches. That statement is enough in itself.
I don't have as many as i would like and even less now. So they say things come in 3's.... Four weeks ago i lost my beautiful, handmade pearl bracelet that my friend Angi made me. I have mentioned her on here before. I was devastated. I hated telling her as i felt awful. Three weeks ago i lost my Tiffany locket that was attached to my Tiffany bracelet.
Then my watch vanished - from my fruit bowl none the less.
Now i spent two weeks looking everywhere. On the floor, in cupboards, under the fridge and even in the oven. Nothing. I thought it was gone. My Granddad bought me it - it was irreplaceable. I was devastated!!
So now comes the highs...
This wont be as long winded - each sentence speaks enough volumes without explanation!
Justice was done and my friend was found NOT GUILTY
His true friends were just as over the moon as he was (The others can feel horrid about themselves!!)
The News of the World ended - there's hope that The Press will also!
I found my watch!
So what do the next few weeks have in store for me - Here's hoping its less drama and lots of smiles!!
xoxo
The lows this past week have included the following:
Newspapers:
You may think i am referring to the News of the world phone hacking. Yes, i agree this is utterly disgusting and the quicker this is sorted out the better, for everyone involved now and for everyone it could potentially affect in the future!!
However, closer to home and closer to my heart would have to be my local newspaper - The Press.
Until now i was proud to say i worked at this paper. I enjoyed my time there, the people i worked with and more importantly the job i did and the clients i had. I thought, when i worked there i wouldn't mind becoming a journalist. Not anymore.
My friend was recently up on three counts of rape. A serious charge and actual rapists deserve everything they get.
The Press covered his case, printing his name and his address, along with some utter rubbish that had either been written down wrong by the reporter or had just made up - either way, it should not have been printed.
The first day they published this it was splashed all over the front page and also inside the paper. The days following this it was at least a half page spread inside and it was billed outside outlets. They portraid him as the guilty one, completely tarnishing his good name and making this whole ordeal far worse than what it had to be, not just for him but also upsetting for his friends and family.
When you know someone, their friends and their family you have a pretty good idea as to what they are capable of - he is most definitely not capable of this. He is polite, honest and caring. Currently he is volunteering in a bid to help him become a teacher of special needs children. Something which takes compassion and a hell of a lot of patience.
So this stupid girl decides after conducting some sexual behaviour on a night out that she regrets doing what she did (her boyfriend quite possibly wouldn't be overly chuffed either) Well i can only assume regret was the reasoning behind what she did and that was to cry rape. Unfortunately my friend was on the receiving end.
Now if it wasn't for him, chances are this would have been thrown out before it even got to court. Why. Because she had a story and a memory that had so many holes in, a worm would have been pleased to weave in and out of it! Could this be because she couldn't remember her initial story and didn't want to be caught out? Hmmmm. My friend however remembered EVERYTHING!!
After a lengthy court trial, the jury broke to decide his fate. The following two hours were quite possibly the worst two hours of his, his friends and his families life. Was he about to be sent to prison for crimes he didn't commit because an over-enthusiastic drama student got frisky. Or would the jury see through her pathetic crocodile tears and see what an outstanding young man with so much potential he was?
Two hours, that is all it took for the decision to be made!
Now, this whole affair made me realise. Firstly i could not be in law, especially a barrister. I get pretty hyped up and rather passionate about something i truly believe in and a number of times wanted to scream and shout at a number of people. Something which sometimes you just cant do and you have to have some decorum about you. (Don't worry, i kept my decorum) I may not be able to say the same if i were to ever come across her in the street. I would have a few choice words to say, which cannot be repeated, which ladies shouldn't even know and which my Grandparents would be utterly horrified at me knowing. You know what though - she deserves it.
She lied. She made his name mud. She got off Scott free. Yep, because someone, somewhere decided that in these cases the defendant's name could be splashed about like a freakin dulux ad yet her name kept totally clean.
I believe that until the verdict both names should be kept out of the media. When the verdict is passed then if it is a guilty verdict, then print the guilty persons name. If it is not guilty then the prosecutions name should be printed. Why oh why should someone accusing that person get off Scott free??
So on Tuesday, i sat on tender hooks with my Blackberry stuck to me like a third arm, awaiting the verdict. On Wednesday i waltzed into my local Press outlet, seeing the billboard outside pleased me. I walked up to the stand and there in front of me, on the front page was some story about a boy who could have caused an accident with his planking! To the left was a small nib about said rape case, directing you to PAGE 5, where there was a quarter page story!
Earlier on in the week there had been a story about my local milkman who was retiring after 41 years of service, on PAGE 3!!!
So let me get this summed up for you:
Tuesday - Front page - BIG headline. Innocent man's name tarnished.
Wednesday - Saturday - Half a page spread about what "apparently" occurred to this poor defenseless young 18 year old!
Wednesday - Small nib and quarter page!
Now i have spoken to him and he is happy with this. Then again he would be - he is so upbeat, chilled out and in general a nice guy, you wouldn't expect anything less!
Friends: Another low and again with regards to the above situation.
I know from him that during this time he has found out the hard way who his friends are and who he could really do without in his life!!
A friend cull by the worst possible way!!
I too have been in a situation (not half as bad may i add) where i have had to have a real life friend cull. It is truly devastating, heart wrenching and not something i wish anyone to go through.
Friends are the non-biological family you have in your life. They should be as important to you as you are to you!!
Never forget that.
Birds: I love birds, they are gorgeous, graceful tuneful creatures and come in so many shapes, sizes, colours and breeds that everyone must love at least one type!
Yet in the past few weeks i have had to bury in my garden three Blackbirds - this makes me sad.
The first i believe was poorly, it was a baby, not many feathers and i saw Mummy bird, carrying it out of the nest and then drop it. So i was unsure as to weather it was dead prior to it meeting the floor, or if the fall killed it. Either way, i believe it was probably for the best.
The second was found outside my front door. I was about to go jogging with a friend who had come round 10 minutes prior and she assured me it wasn't there then. So that was moved and buried next to the first.
Then there was baby bird who couldn't get onto the garage roof to fly off, so i helped it. It kept coming back to my back door and i fed it. I don't know what happened but i found it at the bottom of my garden, dead. He too is now with the other two and my dead fat fish in the garden.
This makes me sad and yet a part of me also thinks there is weird and not so wonderful sign out there!!
My watch: I love watches. That statement is enough in itself.
I don't have as many as i would like and even less now. So they say things come in 3's.... Four weeks ago i lost my beautiful, handmade pearl bracelet that my friend Angi made me. I have mentioned her on here before. I was devastated. I hated telling her as i felt awful. Three weeks ago i lost my Tiffany locket that was attached to my Tiffany bracelet.
Then my watch vanished - from my fruit bowl none the less.
Now i spent two weeks looking everywhere. On the floor, in cupboards, under the fridge and even in the oven. Nothing. I thought it was gone. My Granddad bought me it - it was irreplaceable. I was devastated!!
So now comes the highs...
This wont be as long winded - each sentence speaks enough volumes without explanation!
Justice was done and my friend was found NOT GUILTY
His true friends were just as over the moon as he was (The others can feel horrid about themselves!!)
The News of the World ended - there's hope that The Press will also!
I found my watch!
So what do the next few weeks have in store for me - Here's hoping its less drama and lots of smiles!!
xoxo
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Aware but sometimetimes not awake!!
When i put the word "aware" into my thesaurus it spat the following words back at me:
As i go through life i am finding out more and more about myself. A lot of these things would have been helpful to know when i was younger and i feel i would have had more direction, had i have known.
Being very aware and perceptive is one of these things and i
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Then i started to think, am i aware? I know half the time i feel asleep, definitely not awake. Or am i in fact just curious?So i put the word "curious" into my thesaurus it spat the following words back at me:
Inquisitive, interested, enquiring, questioning, probing, nosy, prying and snooping.
Hmmm, definitely inquisitive and questioning and on seeing a link on my Vanity Fair email quite possibly nosy:
Photos: The 2011 Vanity Fair Oscar Party: vanityfair.com
As i flicked through the fabulous photos of all the famous people, some beautiful and some aged. I realised i loved the photos that weren't posed for, the ones that they didn't know had been taken. In them there was more of a story and more character to the person. It lead me to start wondering what they were thinking, talking about and laughing at. Yet whilst thinking about all of this, my eyes were flicking around the picture, looking at the people in the background and what was going on around them.
I have a rule when taking my own photos, mainly in places of interest, and that is, always turn around after you have shot your subject, you never know what delights are behind you. From following this rule i have seen and captured so many beautiful sights i would have missed otherwise.
So i conclude with, i may be aware, i may be perceptive, sometimes I'm awake, sometimes i am nosy, but overall i am 100% totally and utterly, without rhyme or reason, curious. have often thought this, usually whilst driving and spotting magpies, not two of them but just the one, which in the rhyme is for sorrow, this i feel is not good! When i spy him i do the mandatory salute and the line "Hello Mr Magpie, hows your wife and kids" Then i think to myself, god damn being so aware. If i wasn't looking around so much i wouldn't have seen this bird, which could consequently bring me bad luck today.
Conscious, alert, attentive, awake, responsive, sentient, interested, perceptive.
Being very aware and perceptive is one of these things and i
Inquisitive, interested, enquiring, questioning, probing, nosy, prying and snooping.
Hmmm, definitely inquisitive and questioning and on seeing a link on my Vanity Fair email quite possibly nosy:
Photos: The 2011 Vanity Fair Oscar Party: vanityfair.com
As i flicked through the fabulous photos of all the famous people, some beautiful and some aged. I realised i loved the photos that weren't posed for, the ones that they didn't know had been taken. In them there was more of a story and more character to the person. It lead me to start wondering what they were thinking, talking about and laughing at. Yet whilst thinking about all of this, my eyes were flicking around the picture, looking at the people in the background and what was going on around them.
I have a rule when taking my own photos, mainly in places of interest, and that is, always turn around after you have shot your subject, you never know what delights are behind you. From following this rule i have seen and captured so many beautiful sights i would have missed otherwise.
So i conclude with, i may be aware, i may be perceptive, sometimes I'm awake, sometimes i am nosy, but overall i am 100% totally and utterly, without rhyme or reason, curious. have often thought this, usually whilst driving and spotting magpies, not two of them but just the one, which in the rhyme is for sorrow, this i feel is not good! When i spy him i do the mandatory salute and the line "Hello Mr Magpie, hows your wife and kids" Then i think to myself, god damn being so aware. If i wasn't looking around so much i wouldn't have seen this bird, which could consequently bring me bad luck today.
Wednesday, June 08, 2011
Indecisive?
I cant decide if i am extremely indecisive or i just like a multitude of different things.
A perfect example is my daughter's name.
I don't not like it anymore, but i don't love it either. I wish i had of called her something else and the worse thing is, she also wishes i had too. I think the reason behind calling her something i didn't love was everyone else and the pressure. We (her dad and I) named her straight away and i think that's where we went wrong. We should have waited and seen the type of person she was first, but no, we rushed into it.
I am the same with my book.
As i am re reading it to edit it i am finding i want to change bits, not that i am not happy with it so far but i have read it so many times already i think i am bored...
I have also come up with three different endings. Two of which are a definate end and the third leaves a follow on book availible. Which is risky - because what if the first doesn't get published or it totally bombs... Again, Indecisive!!
Maybe i just get bored very easily. Now this is a bad thing and to be honest, now i am thinking about it, that ties up with a lot of things surrounding my life.
Relationships
Jobs
Cars
General day to day stuff
However, when something is really great and interesting that i can get my teeth fully into it, i am all over it. I love it, i give it my everything.
Wow, all of this thinking about me as a person is really confusing me... I should go eat lunch and zone out to some daytime TV!!
A perfect example is my daughter's name.
I don't not like it anymore, but i don't love it either. I wish i had of called her something else and the worse thing is, she also wishes i had too. I think the reason behind calling her something i didn't love was everyone else and the pressure. We (her dad and I) named her straight away and i think that's where we went wrong. We should have waited and seen the type of person she was first, but no, we rushed into it.
I am the same with my book.
As i am re reading it to edit it i am finding i want to change bits, not that i am not happy with it so far but i have read it so many times already i think i am bored...
I have also come up with three different endings. Two of which are a definate end and the third leaves a follow on book availible. Which is risky - because what if the first doesn't get published or it totally bombs... Again, Indecisive!!
Maybe i just get bored very easily. Now this is a bad thing and to be honest, now i am thinking about it, that ties up with a lot of things surrounding my life.
Relationships
Jobs
Cars
General day to day stuff
However, when something is really great and interesting that i can get my teeth fully into it, i am all over it. I love it, i give it my everything.
Wow, all of this thinking about me as a person is really confusing me... I should go eat lunch and zone out to some daytime TV!!
Wednesday, June 01, 2011
Warm rain!
Not sunshine on a rainy day - Rain on a sunshine day!
After it has been hot and sunny, when the ground is dry and the air goes from being heavy and sticky to light, fresh and crisp. It can smell a little foisty but has under-tones of cut grass.
Once there has been a good down pour, the sun creeps out again and you can see the pavements steaming as everything starts to dry out again.
Reminds me of being a little girl, in the summer holidays when for six weeks solid you had sunshine and blue skies every day, then on the odd day a small down pour would occur.
After it has been hot and sunny, when the ground is dry and the air goes from being heavy and sticky to light, fresh and crisp. It can smell a little foisty but has under-tones of cut grass.
Once there has been a good down pour, the sun creeps out again and you can see the pavements steaming as everything starts to dry out again.
Reminds me of being a little girl, in the summer holidays when for six weeks solid you had sunshine and blue skies every day, then on the odd day a small down pour would occur.
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| Rain on a sunshine day |
Sometimes on an evening the clouds would gather angrily, darkening the heavy sky and you would see a flash of thunder, followed by a clap of thunder and then the heavens would open. You would run indoors as quickly as possible because this type of storm was cold and you didn't want to be struck down by lightening in your shorts and vest!!
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| Thunderstorms - Angry clouds" |
Cleverly put together words = Quotes
One thing that really gets my mind ticking and sometimes even clear it are "Quotes"
http://www.thinkexist.com/ is possibly one of the best sites i have found, whether you want to type in the subject of a quote or if you know the author of the quote. They have everything. Even lines from songs. You can submit your favourite quotes and my favourite part, you get to create your own virtual book. Here you can create chapters and add quotes that you come across to the relevant chapters in your book.
Sometimes if i have posted on here, stalked a few friends on Facebook, seen what's going on with the famous people on Twitter, i will go on here and find a quote that mirrors how i am feeling that day. This will then become my Facebook status update.
My favourite's usually come from E.E Cummings, Lewis Caroll and Dr Suess. Winnie the Pooh can even say some very amusing things also!!
Take a look yourself and create your own book, see how they make you feel.... Warm, giggly, subdued, angry? Let me know.
Twisted fairytale
If you have read my first post "My first time" you will have read that i am writing (or trying to write) my first novel. It will be a chic-lit, its what i know best and they say to write about what you know. I figured out (possibly later than i should have) that all those fairytales you are read at a young age aren't necessarily true. So, i am trying to make my novel a twisted real life fairytale. I completely believe that there is someone for everyone, that sometimes there may be even two people. I believe that love is a beautiful yet sometimes painful part of everyones life and no matter what you choose to do, avoid it like the plague or throw yourself into it head first you should treat it like a roller coaster - it will stop when it needs to and its up to you if you choose to get off or stay on, you may laugh, cry, scream or be in complete shock but embrace it and learn from it. Love can be very different and 9 times out of 10 it wont be the same but you can guarantee that the same emotions will be stirred inside of you.
I have also found that my best writing is done at night, i write very differently during the day. I don't know if this is normal as i have never met anyone else who has attempted to write a book.
I am guessing its different for everyone.
Recently i have been panicking about how i should end it. I know how i would like it to end but i don't think its going too. Instead i have come up with a cunning plan of an alternative ending that can, if i choose, lead onto another book!!
Luckily for me my dear friend has an English degree and is soooo very kindly reading and tweaking what i am writing before i send it off to be scrutinised by the big bad wolves of the novel world!!
So keep your eyes, ears and always your hearts open, you never know when there maybe Butterflies.....
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Lost in the TV world...
A complete guilty pleasure of mine is Glee and i have many more, not just TV!! I watched last weeks episode on Saturday evening which featured he album "Rumours" by Fleetwood Mac. A band i never knew how much i enjoyed until the cast started singing and i in fact knew the majority of the words. Two of my favourite - You can go your own way and Songbird, the lyrics to both stopped me in my tracks and gave me that squidgy feeling inside.. another classic example of what music can do you to you!!
I have noticed, that a lot of the Glee episodes are doing this to me recently and making me remember different songs that i love that i haven't heard in ages and it feels god.
I don't care what people say Glee is a good show, its like High School Musical for adults!! It has that happy factor to it.. Fabulous songs, hot boys and hotter girls.
Its shows like this that i love to Sky + I will then, when i have a quiet hour to myself watch them and loose myself in a world of make-believe/real life drama.
My top shows that i love to loose myself in are as follows - in no particular order:
I have noticed, that a lot of the Glee episodes are doing this to me recently and making me remember different songs that i love that i haven't heard in ages and it feels god.
I don't care what people say Glee is a good show, its like High School Musical for adults!! It has that happy factor to it.. Fabulous songs, hot boys and hotter girls.
Its shows like this that i love to Sky + I will then, when i have a quiet hour to myself watch them and loose myself in a world of make-believe/real life drama.
My top shows that i love to loose myself in are as follows - in no particular order:
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Sex and the city - What's not to love - The girls, the clothes, the antics, the laughs and the tears.          |
Thursday, May 19, 2011
By the click of a button
I love coming across new websites. Whether it is a blog, shopping site, recipe site, song lyric site i love finding them.
Do you find yourself flicking through a magazine and you see an item that you love and it says "Availible from http://www.yourboundtoforgetthiswebsiteaddress.org.uk.com/ then you do exactly that and forget. Well in my Blackberry i have a memo set up for this exact thing where i will make a note of it to then visit at a later date.
I have just read an article about Gwyneth Paltrow in this weeks net-a-porter; http://www.net-a-porter.com/magazine I subscribed to this online magazine as it is full of "On Trend" fashion tips, beauty tips and interviews. It gets e mailed to me every week and i can peruse it at my leisure. Don't get me wrong, the pieces that you have the option to buy are what most people can only dream of buying. Matthew Williamson, Etoile Isabel Marant, Stella McCartney and so on. The beauty products are on the same level. However you can still get an idea from it and make it work for you.
As i was saying, whilst reading this, i came across the Gwinne interview and she has her own Blog/Website - i never knew this, but then i also never knew she could sing till i saw her on Glee, or cook, till i saw she had brought out a recipe book. This woman is amazing. I always loved her as an actress but her talents go so much further than just acting, and she is married to the front man of Coldplay - Chris Martin!! So here is the link, see what you think.
http://goop.com/
Do you find yourself flicking through a magazine and you see an item that you love and it says "Availible from http://www.yourboundtoforgetthiswebsiteaddress.org.uk.com/ then you do exactly that and forget. Well in my Blackberry i have a memo set up for this exact thing where i will make a note of it to then visit at a later date.
I have just read an article about Gwyneth Paltrow in this weeks net-a-porter; http://www.net-a-porter.com/magazine I subscribed to this online magazine as it is full of "On Trend" fashion tips, beauty tips and interviews. It gets e mailed to me every week and i can peruse it at my leisure. Don't get me wrong, the pieces that you have the option to buy are what most people can only dream of buying. Matthew Williamson, Etoile Isabel Marant, Stella McCartney and so on. The beauty products are on the same level. However you can still get an idea from it and make it work for you.
As i was saying, whilst reading this, i came across the Gwinne interview and she has her own Blog/Website - i never knew this, but then i also never knew she could sing till i saw her on Glee, or cook, till i saw she had brought out a recipe book. This woman is amazing. I always loved her as an actress but her talents go so much further than just acting, and she is married to the front man of Coldplay - Chris Martin!! So here is the link, see what you think.
http://goop.com/
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Birdy - Skinny Love [Official Video]
A current favourite song of mine... I was even happier when i was watching my weekly dose of "The Vampire Diaries" and it was featured on there. Although had you have seen me you wouldn't have thought i was happy, there was in fact tears streaming down my cheeks and i was sobbing.
Songs and music are a huge part of my life and certain songs will remind me of certain people, even if they're not aware of it.
I have just made my Mum a compilation CD for her birthday with all the music on that reminds me of being a little girl. This is of course predominately made up of songs by Diana Ross and The Supremes. I was inspired to do this when i heard Charlene's "I've never been to paradise but Ive been to me" on Radio 2 one day and memories of been small came rushing back. Its amazing how music can stir so many feelings and emotions, it can change my mood from happy to subdued and visa versa.
Only when i am 100% truly sad i cannot listen to music. I have an ability to pull out lines and memorize lyrics. I will associate in some way, any song that comes on the radio to my current state of mind, and let me tell you - that is not good!!
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Tilly Lou Loves...
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| Anything make-believe where you can loose yourself in another world |
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| Barcelona - As a city, as a holiday destination and of course Gaudi |
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| Cupcakes - I'd say all flavours but i hate banana's! My favorite - Red Velvet! |
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Marilyn Monroe - She was fun, flirty, fabulous and gorgeous, in a glamorous way      |
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