A Few ThoughtsFirstly, I'm knackered. Only another 26 hours and 54 minutes until my holidays officially begin. I actually can't remember the last going abroad holiday I had it was soooooo long ago. Well, I lie, I do remember, but the point is it was yonks ago!Secondly, I feel bad that I haven't written anything on my blog for a whole week. Excuses? I've been busy and tired and somewhat lacking in inspiration. Blah, blah, blah! Thirdly, this is outrageous and gives football such a bad name. I am disgusted! Grace, have you seen the video of this? He could have killed him!Fourthly, my manager has just reminded me of all the work I have to finish before my hols, so, I'm off!
PC GONE MADThis is just another case of insanity and really winds me up. What is Jimmy Nail going to say now?? They are nothing more than terms of endearment and are in no way disrespectful. It's a way of personalising the impersonal and we should all welcome it. Pah!
Zeroes to Heroes
What is this? An England football team playing with gusto and guile? Every player expressing themselves and playing to win. A game of pace and passion. The McClaren era started like a dream with the new, and much deserved, captain scoring first and racing off in celebration with clenched fist, a look of the utmost pride and schoolboy joy on his face. How different the team looked without the lacklustre Beckham leading (?). The midfield was transformed as Lampard's scoring boot began to sing again and Gerrard roamed freely. Little Owen ran himself into the ground again (one of the few players who actually looked like he cared how England played back in the World Cup).
I know, I know, I must rein myself in, as the BBC pundits point out. The oppostion were far from Greek God-like. In fact they were a shambles! But it's hard not to get a little excited after the misery of the W Cup when our high hopes (perhaps unrealistically so) were dashed in such a fashion. The true test will come with the qualifiers in September. I remain upbeat.
And to top all that Andy Murray has gone and beaten Federer!! Not Roddick, who is easily beatable, but world number one, Mr Invincible, best player EVER Roger Federer! Murray may look like an angry long-eared owl and listen to rap but he plays a great game of tennis.
Tequila and Memory Loss
That is the absolute last time I drink tequila! Well, maybe I'm being biased against the vicious potato/corn brew? It could have been the champagne...or the brandy....or the vodka that caused me to puke, fall asleep on Helena's bathroom floor and then FORGET ALL ABOUT IT! Yes, I have just had my first case of alcohol-induced amnesia since I was at university. I am fully recovered now and what I definitely do remember is having a damn good time with Jo, Helena and Ian. A gorgeous dinner and good chats - politics, holidays, work, karaoke! You name it, we covered it. Fab to see them all and next time we do it I will try not to be such a booze-woos!
The Salad ManI am too tired to write anything serious or thought-provoking today, or funny. Instead I am simply going to extol the virtues of the Greek guy on Leather Lane who supplies me with the BEST salads I have ever had. Not only are they huge and include some of my favourite foods - cous cous, dolmades, sundried tomatoes, to name but a few - but for a mere £3 squid they come with olive bread. I am now stuffed but happy! I'm sure I'll have much more to report after the weekend - very much looking forward to catching up with H and J in Cam. Methinks it might get a bit messy!
Stiff Upper LipIt's all rather alarming. In the back of my mind I knew that something like this was due to happen, given the level of fanatacism present in some small sections of society, our lack of understanding of such fanatacism, and the war-like murmurings coming from many corners of the globe. But, still, it's a shocking and grounding experience.
Ultimately we cannot let them win by changing our behaviour or showing fear. However, I find some of the passenger's responses faintly alarming. Yes, love, not having your iPod and makeup with you onboard may be hugely distressing for you but, quite frankly, it's better to be au naturel and bored than DEAD. Having said that I do also find it (a little) amusing, and strangely British, that we can be more afraid of being bereft of our favourite 'stuff' than an imminent terrorist threat. Maybe these possessions are our comfort blankets?? Maybe we're just shallow?? Answers on a postcard!On a lighter note, these are just two of the many quirky stories that made me LOL ('laugh out loud' not 'lots of love' as I mistakenly thought until my man corrected me) today. I just love the honesty of this guy. Perhaps a bit too much information though! And this story is just because I know the scene of the crime.
My First Blog
So, I have been dragged into this 'blogging' thing by my good friend G. Reading her blog as she does good in Costa Rica reminded me how you can be thousands of miles apart but still so close. Ain't technology grand?!!
It also seems like a pretty cathartic thing to do to spill your guts, thoughts, hates, loves, gossip and photos across the world via the medium of 'blog'. What to spill today? Hmm........
My new CIMA classes started on Monday and I'd forgotten just how hard it is to do a full day of real work AND then go to college for three hours! Leaving home at 8am and getting home at 9:30pm sucks. And this is the summer. Winter is going to be a hell of darkness and cold and misery! (Mental note to self - make like a migrating bird and spend the winter months in warmer climes) However, having said all that I do actually enjoy going to college. It keeps the grey stuff active, I enjoy being 20% student (salary + perks of student life = great) and the work is interesting. Come on, who doesn't get turned on by transfer pricing and investment risk assessment?! I've realised that the only time I am bored is when I don't understand what the b*llocks they are talking about. The solution being to ADMIT when I don't understand rather than get bored and start considering my shopping list.