Well the Royal Family finally did something useful and got me a day off Container World*. Huzzah! I shall celebrate by wearing an appropriately large hat tomorrow. And possibly drinking large quantities of gin. (the Queen Mother, bless ( Read more... )

So I practiced really hard with my phone and eventually I learned to fly the damned thing, picture-taking-wise, and managed to capture for posterity the awesomeness that is Local Town's Town Triangle Square

( Triangle Porn )

I was a latecomer to the joys of photography. I didn't take my first picture until I was 18, and since then, despite The Husband's determined efforts to buy me dozens of cameras that I don't want, I have singularly failed to blossom into a female David Bailey. New technology continues to afford me the opportunity to be unsuccessful in this field ( Read more... )

Today I have been mostly hoping to see Moussa Koussa interviewed by Nina Nannar

That is all.

Right, the moment you've all been waiting for* The answers to the Meme!

( *If you have no life whatsoever. Heigh-ho. )

This is what you get when you go out surfing the stranger corners of the Interwebs without adequate protection. I caught a meme from marchwarden23!

( Here it is. Get your shots first )

The Husband has purchased a Man-Bag, and plunged himself headlong into the treacherous shoals of gender politics as defined by leather goods and accessories.

Previously, he had a briefcase, which, as we know, scores you a testosterone-laden ten out of ten on the manliness scale. Briefcases are the carrying-accessory of choice of the successful ( Read more... )

Good Lord, is that the time? Half-past February already? My calendar must be running slow. It appears that I have been most remiss in keeping the world fully updated on the vital details of the minutiae of my daily existence, without which it cannot possibly hope to function, and I think "hangover from New Year" is wearing a bit thin as an ( Read more... )

I didn't get the tree up until Wednesday, but I think everything is finally in hand, with all the food bought and all the decorations up, and the two successfully combined with the ever-popular Inflatable Fruitcake


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This year, courtesy of Ebay, I have bought not one, but two big, flouncy taffeta evening frocks with puffy net underskirts. I have already worn the red one to The Husband's work's Christmas Do, but that still leaves the similarly be-netted black one. I am considering wearing it, Fanny Craddock-style, on Christmas Day while I swan around the ( Read more... )