Images, Soho and Brownies

I’m about to start my working life in images and motion and I can’t bloomin wait!!

You know the old adage “A picture is worth a thousand words”? Well I’m going to be promoting incredible pictures to go with those words, so what could be better? To join forces with a company whose mission is to inspire communication through images, is a match made in heaven and a combination that’s gonna go crazy I tell ya!

Now I’m not sure how excited I’m supposed to be about this part of the bargain, but my newly developed mission means I’m going to spend the majority of my days in the vicinity of the dark and dirty sex shops of one of the entertainment capitals of the world. Yes my friends, I’m talking about Soho but not that I’ll be going in of course; I’ll save that to the weekends (Am I joking?!! Will you ever know?!!). But I will be frequenting the coffee shops that serve those gorgeous little home-made brownies, or the carrot cake to die for. Yeah I’ll definitely be a regular on that scene, and as for the other scene… yeeeees I’m a sucker for a rich, fruity glass of red any day ;-)

You never would have thought it.

Some relationships fall at the first hurdle, others will start off strong then simply taper off over time and then there’s the lucky ones who last the distance.

I’ve just discovered one of the latter such relationships that I believe have got everything it takes to last the distance.

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the one, the only…Mr Melting Marmite and Miss Cheeky Cashew, the Marmite Cashews!!!!

All I’ll say is don’t knock it untill you’ve tried it… and that goes for everything ya hear ;-)

I’m learning to run but…

‘Ten more’ she said ‘push harder’ she said ‘go deeper’ she bloody said!! I mean really, surely there’s a better way to learn how to run don’t you think!!!

Well if it gets me into the bridesmaid dress, all tight and toned then I suppose it’s the least I can do! Oh – did I mention it’s the bride shouting all these instructions at me!

Now I’m no fatty bum bum by any stretch of the imagination, in fact I happen to think I’m in pretty good shape don’t you know. But when someone wants you to get excited because, to them, ‘you’re clearly at the beginning of your fitness journey so you’ll have a lot to lose’ – is it wrong to feel a tiny bit of disappointment! Ha ha!

Oh I’m alright, and she does have a point – but even though I’m learning to run …I’d still do me LOL and that’s the main thing!

Now all I have to do is buy some ear warmers (yes even though it’s getting warmer!), some sexy tighty running leggings, a timer watch thingy and I think you’ll be hard pushed to spot the difference between me and Zola Budd. Oh, except she didn’t wear shoes so that’ll probably be the give away. Darn it, and there was me thinking I could fool you ;-)

By the way, I was not harmed in any of this exercise, well not in a serious way anyway! And although I had no intention of starting to run, as I’m staying with my running cousin for the next few weeks, in true Emma Stylie, I say to the world – Well why not! Wish me luck peeps!

A perfect wake up call.

I woke up this morning to a knock on my new bedroom door. The voice was so quiet, I could hardly hear it but I remembered who it was and smiled gratefully. My new wake up call took place just before 8, my hot lemon was left outside the door and the sun was shining so brightly through my new bedroom window, that I just knew today was going to be a good day!!

Aren’t those times great, when your day simply couldn’t start any better. Well ok, may it could start a little better but less of that for now.

Mothers Day Without You.

I dedicate this poem to everyone who couldn’t be with their Mum this Mothers Day. To all the Mothers out there, just in case you didn’t already know it…you rock and we love you.

I hope you like it xxx

Mothers Day Without You by Emma Fairclough

I remember your smile, your laugh and your scent,
I remember the way we would dance with intent,
The fun that we had and the love that we shared,
I remember your arms, so safe, when I’m scared.

Your smell never leaves me, it’s like you’re still here,
The strength that you gave me, I live with less fear,
I’ll never forget, the tears that you shed,
Gave me the chance, to support you instead.

I was young when you passed, but my memories remain,
I wish I knew more, “What was your favourite game?”
Do you look at me now? Do I make you feel proud?
I wish you were here, we could sing stuff out loud!

I walk like you do, so they say and it’s true,
I work like you do, helping people see through,
The pain that they have, I relate, I just know,
How it feels to be hurt, yet get through and then grow.

Today is your day, so I just want to say,
That although you’re not here, you are everyday,
My Mum and my Angel, my Rock and my Light,
I’m just sorry I can’t get one last kiss goodnight.

Having said that, I don’t mean to make you feel sad,
I’m half you remember, so that can’t be bad!
I thank you for showing, how life should be lived,
To the max, with all heart, everything, I must give xxx

Another year older, another year younger.

I don’t know what it is but in so many ways I honestly feel like I’m still getting younger! Of course I’m maturing (and no I don’t mean like a fine wine or cheese thanks very much!) in the sense that I know exactly what I want, I don’t waste time on things I don’t want and I make the most of everything. But I still feel funny when people refer to me as a lady or a woman! Like the times when people have children and they say “Mind out of that lady’s way”, I look around to see if there’s a lady behind me!

Although I have to be honest, I’m certainly not feeling 21 again as I sit here enjoying my mango surprise green tea in Camden! Despite my slight vacantness and achey muscles, I can’t help but feel incredibly grateful for the very special birthday I had.

My head is still pounding but it was all worth it…I think! No it was! LOL. Breakfast with Sylvia, lunch with Sara and dinner and dancing with Katie… what more could I want from my birthday?!!!

Oh OK maybe breakfast on the beach in Thailand, lunch in the Amazonian Rainforest and a Sunset dinner in the Maldives, but that’ll be next year ;-)

Every year my Piscean birthday is different.

One year I’m wearing all my clothes slipping through the snow and the next I’m frollicking (I love that word!) in my little skirt, playing frisby in the sun and surrounded by a trillion other people who are smiling as much as I am. This year, holy maloney was I blessed! The sun was out, the well wishes were a plenty and the quality time with special friends was simply priceless.

I really was blown away this year and I don’t think it would be possible to feel anymore love!

What a feeling. What a birthday. What a year. Thank you xxx

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Women: we really are here to be celebrated.

We do all deserve to be celebrated but it’s exciting that today is just for us ladies.

Today, the 8th March 2011 is International Womens Day, and not only that but today is the 100th International Womens Day. Having started on my birthday 100 years ago, no less! I wonder if that makes me extra special? I guess not, but worth a try hey.

Women are like teabags. We don’t know our true strength until we are in hot water!
Eleanor Roosevelt

Seriously though, it’s a special day to celebrate. According to Wikipedia (the god of all information), “celebrations ranges from general celebration of respect, appreciation and love towards women to a celebration for women’s economic, political and social achievements.”

I like today :-)

Woman must not accept; she must challenge.
She must not be awed by that which has been built up around her;
she must reverence that woman in her which struggles for expression. Margaret Sanger.

Lord Alan Sugar and does size really matter?

So I met up with Lord Alan Sugar at the weekend. Well it was more like, I went to an event and he was speaking, but I was second row and I think we connected.

Anyway, what an awesome guy and wow what a mind. Lightening I tell you, lightening! He didn’t fire anyone but the finger was out a lot and let’s just say he don’t take no shit. Comprendez?!

You can’t go into Boots and buy a bottle of entrepreneur juice. It’s either there or it’s not – Lord Sugar at The Property Super Conference

I’d like to congratulate my friend Rob Moore who actually interviewed Lord Sugar and well, let’s just say Lord Sugar didn’t take any shit from him either! Beautifully handled Rob, oh and congratulations to you and Gemma for the arrival of little Bobby. Awesome event as always and a new baby to boot – it doesn’t get better than that!

So yes, back to Lord Sugar. He doesn’t look or act any different to how he does on the telly except, yes you’ve guessed it… he’s a lot smaller in real life.

Now this phenomenon is not really a phenomenom at all is it?

I mean let’s look at the evidence, and let’s use some gentlemen I wouldn’t throw out of bed. In fact I would consider paying them to be in my bed. If I had enough money. And if they were single. I mean, I wouldn’t do anything that was bad (read: as long as good includes absolutely everything, as well as bad), I just wouldn’t kick them out. Did I just say that out loud?

Anyway, back to the men. Here are a few examples.

Kurt Cobain – 5’7
Ben Stiller – 5’7
Tom Cruise – 5’7
Prince – 5’2

Let’s look at this craziness a little closer for a moment. The sex god of all sex gods is a mere feather of a man at 5 foot 2!! It’s just insane I tell you, insane.

So my conclusion then is this. Maybe size doesn’t matter afterall.

Choices, decisions and sticking to them.

If you’ve never done something before there’s always going to be a bit of excitement and/or nerves thrown in. That’s just how it goes, right? But the question is, are you prepared to never be anything more than you are right now, if you don’t?

That’s it’s though isn’t it.

We can either stay where we are whilst the world and everyone in it moves forward. Or we move with them. We actually only have two choices.

(Oops – just missed my stop on the train! Oh well, it means I can keep writing so it’s all good!)

So my question is this.

If the world and time is progressing and we’re not, does that mean by doing nothing, we’re actually going backwards?

Ok, so I’m getting a little deep here, but it’s still an interesting thought, right?

I got scared yesterday and I can’t deny it. When you bare your soul to the world (or at least the internet) and you do it in a way you’ve never done before, it may be a little scary.

I was scared and vulnerable when I posted my poem.

Vulnerable. Now that in itself is a scary word hey. But we’ve leave that for another time.

So I’ve re-posted my poem and I feel glad that I’ve done it. If there’s something you’re feeling scared about, just bite the bullet and do it anyway. It won’t be nearly be as bad as you think. And it might even be better than that.

To everyone who read and ‘liked’ my poem. Thank you xxx

When I Push You Away.

I hope you like it xxx

When I Push You Away by Emma Fairclough

When I confusingly push you away,
Will you stay here and pull me real close?
When I ask you to call me and talk,
Will you call me and help me and listen?

When I say that I’m fine when I’m not,
Will you hold me and hug me and more?
When I say that I still want your nipples,
Will we kiss and make love on the floor?

Colin Firth, Oscars, cinema’s and pizza

Ok this has to stop. I know why I do it but there comes a point when I can’t do it anymore and things have to change. For example, the most incredibly splendid Mr Colin Firth effortlessly swooped the Best Actor Oscar last night for his outstanding performance in the most wonderful, ‘The Kings Speech’.

Some of the headlines have made me smile:

The Sun – Oscar is the jewel in Colin’s crown
The Times – Colin Firth takes Oscars crown as British film proves mother knows best
The Telegraph – Oscars 2011: triumphant Colin Firth says he is happy to be remembered as Mr Darcy
The Daily Mirror – Oscars 2011: Colin Firth wins Best Actor Academy Award
The Independent – Colin Firth: The man who would be King

Yet the sad thing for me is I still haven’t seen the goddam ruddy movie!

You see, I have this thing where I don’t want to go and see movies when they first come out because, well for many reasons, but mainly because I don’t want to follow the crowd. Yeeeees I know it’s a silly reason but it’s true! The whole queueing thing, arriving early for a good seat and wait for ages for your hot dog, that’s if they’ve even got any left. It’s just too much! lol

No, I’d much rather go and see it when the cinema is all nice and quiet, there are no queue’s and I can have two hot dogs if I want to. Better still, pop it into the DVD player, have my Dorito’s on my right, my pizza on my left and hit ‘play’ baby – now that’s what I’m talking about!!

That was…until NOW!!

Now I’m seeing everywhere how amazing Colin’s performance was, how incredible the movie is, how, how, how and I want to go and see it now!!

So I’m going to. See that wasn’t that hard now was it.

At least I know it won’t last!

Today was a tough day. Today was one of those days you really can’t wait to be over. We have to have these days, but it doesn’t make them ok, they still stay pretty shitty. But then there’s always tomorrow.

A friend of mine also had one of ‘those’ days today. She made me laugh when she told me how she copes with other people on those days. She copes with a ‘fake it till you make it’ approach, so basically act happy until you are again. I think sometimes this is a great strategy and then at other times, you just have to live through it. It won’t last long, not as long as you think anyway. Everything must come to an end, even bad days are capped at 24 hours.

Today I lived through it, today I definitely wasn’t faking it.

The good news is tomorrow is another day. The other good news is the Oscars have started in LA. Some more good news is I love my cousin like a sister. And a final bit of good news is I caught up with 2 amazing friends today…so actually, I had a pretty good day, it just had a lot of shit bits too.

And on that note, I bid you good night and farewell to today.

I’ll do it, but only for Brad Pitt.

I used to find this so crazily difficult to admit. In fact, for many years, I would rebel against it and do everything in my power to fight it’s existence. I actually succeeded for a long time but eventually my world came crumbling down and I was forced to admit it was real and it was, in fact, essential.

Grrrrrr (not in a good way).

I’m talking about those times where we have to do things we really don’t want to do. Those times when we wish we were 5 years old again and we could stamp our feet and scream “No, No, NO!”.

Inside, of course, that’s exactly what we’re doing today but maybe without the stampy feet, although… no that wasn’t stamping, that was more… oh yeah….. Stamping!

So anyway forget the stamping.

Sometimes we have to do things we don’t want to do, and that’s because ultimately it’s for a much bigger reason.

Here are some possible reasons:

Visit grumpy in-laws – to support your spouse to look good to their parents, and be sickeningly nice to them so in the end they have to be nice back.

Take the rubbish out - because when you do, your partner feels soooo loved, and then you get lots of good stuff in return ;-) Oh and if you don’t, then the house will really smell and people will think you’re hiding dead people.

Go to the gym – so you can get your big ass into that bridesmaid dress / best man tux, that’s still a size too small. You also get to flirt with the sexy kick boxing instructor, and the more you go, the more they’ll flirt with you. Move it fatty.

Go food shopping – because when you come back with all that amazing food, you can treat yourself to that big chocolate ice-creamy thing that you only get from the big shop!

Work overtime – because it will help take the pressure off your finances and you also get more done when everyone’s gone home anyway. Plus you get to dance in your bosses office like a nutter and they will never know – not unless they’ve got security camera’s and then they might know. Then you might get fired. Check first. You don’t want you to get fired.

Do the ironing – because it’s a great way to switch off and daydream about Brad Pitt or Angelina Jolie (of course any sex symbol would work here!).

We all have things that we don’t really want to be doing. The key is to re-connect with the reason why we’re doing it, then not only does it make it easier but sometimes it actually makes it enjoyable!

Ok must dash.

Gotta finish my overtime. Then before the gym, I’m off to pick up the food shopping and do the ironing for my grumpy in-laws.

(Note to self: Don’t joke too much about grumpy in-laws because you never know…one day you might actually have them)

friends, 27 reasons and more friends!!

They really do come in all shapes and sizes. Big ones, small ones, funny ones and serious ones, yet in all their uniqueness, somehow they’re all the same. They make me feel amazing when I feel like shit; they help me grow when I feel like I’m shrinking and they’re there for me silently when I can’t stop crying.

Over the past few days, weeks and months, I’ve had reason to lean on them even more. Their job description said there would be overtime but I doubt they realised there would be this much! If I’m honest, I didn’t realise there would be this much – but then again, I guess we never do.

“A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.” Unknown

I think we can get so carried away with the hustle and bustle of our everyday busy-ness that we forget to say thank you to our invisible bag carrier and the ones who are stopping the traffic before we walk across the road!

We couldn’t do it without them. Well I know I couldn’t anyway, so today I want to be truely grateful.

“Friends. They’re the face to my book, the candy to my floss and the palm to my tree.” Emma Fairclough

I look at my life and I honestly wouldn’t be where I am today if I didn’t have them. They’re my rocks…always were and always will be. Yet its sad how sometimes the things we take for granted most in our lives are, in fact, the things we cherish most.

I would like to add chocolate to this as well. I cherish chocolate too.

“Can miles truly separate you from friends? If you want to be with someone you love, aren’t you already there?” Richard Bach

They say that people come into your life for a reason, season or lifetime and I love this.

Sometimes friendships come and go and sometimes they stay forever. Everyone has something to give you, no matter how fleeting your connection, they all matter and they all mean something.

“The best mirror is an old friend.” George Herbert

These are just a few of the reasons today is National Emergise Friends Day:

1. A friend will tell you the truth, even if it hurts
2. A friend laughs at your jokes when no-one else does
3. A friend accepts and loves you for who you are and will never judge you
4. A friend takes the day off work to see you in hospital and laugh at your bandages
5. A friend will say the perfect thing, at the perfect time with the perfect meaning
6. A friend will cry with you when you can’t stop crying yourself
7. A friend will buy you your favourite cake, the day your diet finishes
8. A friend will party with you when everyone else has gone home
9. A friend will answer the phone to you at 3am when they know you need them
10. A friend will know you better than you often know yourself, and still love you
11. A friend will stroke your back when you can’t stop throwing up
12. A friend will see the best in you when you can only see the worst
13. A friend will tell you your fashion disasters when no-one else will
14. A friend will have dinner with the boring one, just so you can double date the exciting one
15. A friend has the champagne ready regardless of whether you get the job or not
16. A friend tells your partner exactly what you want for your birthday, and even goes with them to choose it
17. A friend is the person you’re with when you just want to be on your own
18. A friend listens to you all day when they know all you need to do is talk
19. A friend will love you no matter what you look like or how bad you smell.
20. A friend will tell you how bad you smell.
21. A friend will make you laugh out loud when all you want to do is sob
22. A friend will miss their last train for you because you don’t want to be on your own
23. A friend will bungee jump with you when they’re afraid of heights
24. A friend will stay awake with you when you can’t sleep
25. A friend will stand up for you when you’re not even there
26. A friend will wait until you’re ready before they start asking questions
27. A friend will believe in you, even when you’ve stop believing in yourself

So to all my wonderful friends out there, old and new, I dedicate this post to you and I say THANK YOU for being in my life and THANK YOU for touching my heart the only way you know how.

Continue being gorgeous and why not share this blog post with everyone you value as a friend to show them just how much they rock to you.

Friendships – you honestly can’t live without them xxx

So no one told you life was going to be this way.
Your job’s a joke, you’re broke, you’re love life’s DOA.
It’s like you’re always stuck in second gear,
Well, it hasn’t been your day, your week, your month, or even your year.

The Rembrandts – I’ll Be There for You

where you’ll always find me, hamsters and pisces

What is it about kitchens that make them the hub for the whole household, and parties? Do they have some kind of magnetic homing device that make you want to stay there, be there and just chat? Maybe it’s the cold work surfaces that make sitting on them good for piles, or the fact that you always have to keep moving when they open this cupboard or that one.

Question: Do you ever get lazy when you’re on a work surface and instead of moving completely, you just move your body to the left or the right, lift up your feet or lie across it if they have to get the top cupboards?

No? Just me then. Of course I’m talking small kitchens here, I don’t tend to lie on work surfaces if there’s a pretty good table right in front of me. Well not unless his name is Juan and he just can’t wait any longer, but that’s another story!

So yes, there I was catching up with my Aunt in the kitchen and we’re chatting about the usual, you know boys (still at 36!), eating and the like. When once again, my life is shot into disarray by the abrupt arrival of new knowledge, new learning’s and new information that could change the way I think and be forever.

Well the doggy periods won’t really but they’re something I’ll never forget which is more than can be said for the periodic table.

Back to ‘Aunt in kitchen’ learning’s.

Ok, maybe not change the way I live forever but will certainly help me describe myself more accurately, something I’ve struggled with for many years!

So there we are, chit chatting away, talking about what we’re having for dinner that night and I happen to mention that most of the time I’m a vegetarian…but a veggie who eats fish! Ohhhh there we have it, I’ve now become one of those annoying people who say they’re vegetarians, but they’re not because they eat fish!

So what the hell are we? We need a name I tell you, a name!

“Oh you mean you’re a …” my Aunt mumbled, and I couldn’t quite work out what she said. At first I thought she said I was a Peshwari Naan, then I realised I must’ve been pissed and it clearly wasn’t that.

“You’re a Pescetarian Emma, a fish eating veggie!”

So there we have it. I was a Pescetarian. All these months of my new eating habit, lost in a world with no name, have finally come to an end.

Apparently, according to Wikipedia, the Oracle of all Oracles, this word was only introduced in 1993 and comes from the latin word ‘piscis’. A new word! We love new words…because they’re…new!

Not sure what that makes me, being a Pisces and all. Is that a little like eating my own kind, like a hamster eating its own babies? Mine did that once, I was only 10, I’ll never forget it.

Just like I’ll never forget that I’m a Pescetarian. Well that is, when I’m not eating meat anyway.

solar storms, dogs and pussy waxes

So she picks me up from the train station, my cousin that is, and we spend the entire journey home putting the world to rights. She speaks such sense and I like to think she got it all from me, but I fear she was always this wise, bugger; I’ll have to claim someone else’s genius as my own.

I always love staying at their place, her and her fiancé that is.

Great food, most comfortable bed in the world and 2 dogs to die for. Oh and the fact that I always inherit half her clothes because they either don’t fit, are the wrong colour or she simply got them home and didn’t want them anymore. It’s like having a personal shopper every time I go round there – it’s just ace!

So we walk in, dump the bags and go say hi to the dogs. It was at this point that my life suddenly had a wakeup call. As Snoopy (a beautiful Weimaraner / Ridgeback cross) comes snuggling up to me, Lizzy shouts out.

“Be careful of her Em, make sure she doesn’t get any blood on you, she’s on her period!”

WHAT??? She’s on her friggin period!! The dog!! Erm, why do I not know about these things? Why is this a surprise to me? WHY, WHY, WHY!!!!! LOL

Is it just me who never thought about what happens to a dog when she doesn’t get spade? I mean, a dog actually has periods, I still find it strange saying it out loud. Ha Ha! Maybe that’s just my blondeness coming out again, but seriously dogs have periods?!

Next I’ll find out that cats wax and goldfish shave, it’s all too much I tell you, too much.

But the shock treatment doesn’t stop there because what happens when you’re on your period? Sorry guys but you have to know this. The dogs have to wear sanitary pads! In period pants!! Well they’re officially called hygiene pants – but they’re still period pants!!!

I swear that’s actually enough for me today, I can’t take anymore and I don’t think I’ll ever get over my new knowledge.

Now for a science bit.

If your sat nav is taking you into more rivers than normal today, it may have something to do with the solar storm releasing a little more magnetic energy than normal. Combine that with the full moon tonight and we’re in for a treat.

See I can still say intelligent things. It’s not all doggy periods and pussy waxes you know.

Lock your doors and close your windows.

“I don’t know what we’re yelling about!” anchorman, moons and shitty bills

WHAT’S GOING ON!! Is what I felt like screaming today when everything around me was just falling apart. You know those days. Misunderstandings, unexpected shitty bills and work fucking up every time you do something – yeah that was my day today and now I finally know why!

It’s a FULL MOON tomorrow!!!!

That little blighter comes around every month and every time it takes me by surprise. I always seem to notice a lot of baaaaad shit happening, I publicly announce the bad shit and some wonderful person, today was my friend Zoe, points it out to me it’s the full moon!

So just to be extra sure, I did a tiny bit of research that took all of 20 seconds (seriously what did we do before google) and we’ve even got some mooney people confirming it too.

I wonder if being a mooney person automatically makes you exempt from all things mooney moodified?

When the moon is full, stress becomes a major factor and people become more sensitive to details. An overload of work will add to the frustration and people will deal with their own needs rather than paying attention to others’ needs. Often, a lack of assertiveness will be obvious.
Resource: http://www.moonconnection.com/moon_cycle.phtml

Buuuuuuut do you wanna know the best part??!!! THIS is what happens when the moon is NEW and that’ll be happening in about 2 weeks time, so hang on in there folks! lol

A new moon brings with it the sense of calmness. In this moon cycle, people’s emotions get back to normal, their determination will return with the feeling that anything can be accomplished, and there will be more energy and acceptance of other other’s ideas.
Resource: http://www.moonconnection.com/moon_cycle.phtml

I’ll leave you with a favourite character of mine, Brick Tamland, from a favourite film of mine, Anchorman. I think it must’ve been a full moon this day too ;-)

fig rolls, screaming and finances

I just find it funny that’s all. I mean, I never really know if I’m screaming because of the pleasure or the pain, but scream I do! Sometimes it’s little groans but sometimes it’s full on shrieks!

Once it’s all over I really do feel amazing but when it’s happening, I’m just not that sure! Ha ha! He makes me feel very comfortable of course and won’t do anything until I’m completely relaxed but still! My screams can always be heard in the next room for Christ’s sake, and some of the looks I get when I walk out the room are priceless!

Today was particularly bad, I’d been a bad girl and my body had paid the price. So having a chiropractor to put you straight is an absolute gift, it really is.

I’M SO LUCKY!!

Of course it helps if you’ve got one who’s a charismatic, funny godsend like mine, let’s call him G for now. Well that it is the start of his name. I might get him to read this, and then maybe I’ll get sweets next time I go in! Do they give sweets to kids I wonder, like they do at the doctors? Hmmm how many kids are there complaining of a bad back?

Answered my own question, no need to respond.

So I had a malted milk biscuit today and it was ruddy lovely. It would’ve been even lovelier if it was a fig roll, now those little blighters are the bees knees.

I must say I’m ridiculously lucky when it comes to the people in my life that even my chiropractor and accountant I’d go out for a drink with! In fact, on a number of occasions I’ve met my accountant in a bar instead of his office. Weeeeell, I just prefer talking about my finances when I’ve got vodka in my hand, it helps me think you know, takes the edge off it, that kinda thing.

JOKE! Well, it is now anyway ;-)

Something else about my visits to G is I met him through one of my best friends, so as much as we can; we go and see him together with our appointments one after the other! Can you imagine the poor guys face when he sees our names on his list for the day! And you think I’m a screamer…you should hear her! Lol

“I should be so lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky!”

NO, STOP! DON’T LET THEM IN!

Big Smoke, “Who is Emma Watson?” and Evening Standard

So I was in the Big Smoke today and oh my lordy was it great to go back and breathe in that fresh smog and polluted air. To be pushed from pillar to post on the tube in rush hour traffic, to pay extortionate prices for everything just because you’re in London and to…oh who am I kidding – I totally loved it! Yes these things may be true but that’s part of the charm of being in our England’s capital surely! Well it was for me anyway.

I caught up with two really great friends and that for one, is a very special reason to be happy to be in the Big Smoke. I’ve never really called it the Big Smoke before now but I think I will from now on.

Anyway, whilst I was in the Big Smoke – he he *side track start* I feel like I’m back in the 1930’s saying it like that and like I should have one of those long cigarette holders in my hand – purely for show mind you, that shit makes you stink! lol *side track end*

So yeah, whilst I was in the Big Smoke (he he) I had to get into the swing of it again so on my way back home, I picked up the Evening Standard or Ge Yor Eeenin’ Staan-uh as it’s lovingly cried on the streets on the Big Smoke (he he) and one particular article caught my eye.

No it wasn’t the charges against the Italian Prime Minister, Berlusconi, although what a dirty bastard he was. It also wasn’t the cancellation of the Keira Knightley Valentines Performance because of cracks in the theatre walls, although I did laugh when one couple complained they “…had to come into town and ate some horrible food just in time to get here, and then you find it’s off”. Get over it people, you’re going to get compensated and it’ll certainly make it a Valentines night to remember!

It was in fact, Vivienne Westwood saying “Who is Emma Watson?” when giving her the Style Icon Award!!!

I’m not being funny and I’m sure Vivienne Westwood didn’t mean any harm to Emma Watson when she said that she didn’t know who she was, but what got to me was the fact that she didn’t even read out poor old Emma’s bio!! I mean, this is Emma Watson’s BIG moment of winning a great award as Style Icon of the Year (by Elle Style Awards 2011) and Vivienne Westwood totally snubbed her!

She’s a lovely, polite, 20 year old who’s been awarded ICON status and I know Vivienne won’t have meant it cruelly but sometimes we don’t realise the impact we have.

Now watching the video of it, I know that Vivienne wasn’t being nasty but I do think that she was way too focussed on herself and the fact that she didn’t even watch movies, instead of celebrating this lovely young girls fab award!

These young stars grow up so quickly and forfeit their childhood, but that doesn’t mean we can forfeit their feelings when we overstep the mark. I think Emma Watson is a lovely girl with exemplary manners and her parents must be very proud.

I shall go into my library and start re-arranging my books, because I’m so fuckin perfect LOL