Sunday, 20 March 2011
Skinny love
I can not stop listening to Skinny Love, i love this Birdy cover but it still doesnt beat the original. Enjoy
At least i can still eat Chocolate!
For the first time ever i have grabbed the opportunity of lent with both hands and have immersed myself into the real challenge of giving up wheat! Yes wheat! It has been nearly 2 weeks now living the life of a wheat free wonderer and i have got to the point where i have started dreaming about wheat based products, in particular bread and croissants. I am enjoying the challenge and it has really made me consider what i eat and i'm secretly hoping it will help spur on the summer bikini bod! However with the absence of most filler foods i have found myself constantly hungry for 2 weeks. Why is it that when you are without something you become consciously aware that everyone else around you has it. Everywhere i look people are gauging themselves on sandwiches and cookies, pizza and pasta, cakes and buiscuits, noodles and pastries. The list goes on.
Its a similar feeling to being sat in a room feeling a little deflated and trying to remember the last person you got a compliment off let alone asked on a date by, and then realising that everyone surrounding you is on a bloody date! couple to the left on a first date, a pair in the corner canoodling, a girl introducing the boyf to her parents in front and probably the best looking couple you've ever seen sitting to the right of you - not only making you look sad and single but also showing you up especially when you decided not to put make-up on this morning. Great! Hungry, single, depressed and now thanks to Mr and Mrs Armarni model over there, feeling really ugly.
Oh gosh i have turned into a grumpy old woman now.
Its a similar feeling to being sat in a room feeling a little deflated and trying to remember the last person you got a compliment off let alone asked on a date by, and then realising that everyone surrounding you is on a bloody date! couple to the left on a first date, a pair in the corner canoodling, a girl introducing the boyf to her parents in front and probably the best looking couple you've ever seen sitting to the right of you - not only making you look sad and single but also showing you up especially when you decided not to put make-up on this morning. Great! Hungry, single, depressed and now thanks to Mr and Mrs Armarni model over there, feeling really ugly.
Oh gosh i have turned into a grumpy old woman now.
Traumas of a failing blogger!
My deepest apologies for I have been a terrible blogger of recent weeks. As the end of University life draws closer day by day i find myself frantically stressing about knitting, writing my dissertation and where my next meal will be coming from. My simple excuse for not blogging recently is that i believe my life has become increasingly mundane - i have nothing to write about. Well this is not exactly true.
However what is true is that i feel like an old woman. I feel really old at the moment but not 21 old, i mean 64 old. creaking knees, popping out hips, an aching back and a sudoku addiction. Only the other night while shaking my hips to some 80's beats, instead of getting my swagger on all i could think about was how nice it would be to be tucked up in bed with the electric blanket on, accompanied by a magical mug of Earl Grey. Now if thats not premature ageing then i don't know what is.
However what is true is that i feel like an old woman. I feel really old at the moment but not 21 old, i mean 64 old. creaking knees, popping out hips, an aching back and a sudoku addiction. Only the other night while shaking my hips to some 80's beats, instead of getting my swagger on all i could think about was how nice it would be to be tucked up in bed with the electric blanket on, accompanied by a magical mug of Earl Grey. Now if thats not premature ageing then i don't know what is.
Thursday, 3 March 2011
Girl in the red dress
I went to a friends 21st last weekend back in Cheltenham, where i was re-united with old school friends, whom some of which i hadn't seen for nearly 3 year, as well as seeing my best friends from home. I wore an old red dress that i re-made. I am a fool as i ideally wanted to do a before and after shot of the dress. So you could see the transformation from a fat bridesmaids dress into a spin-off Vivienne Westwood / Alexander McQueen creation.
When at a Party there is always that token "fun table" isn't there? and for some reason your never on it. Well on Saturday it was quite the opposite, through the meal while being raucous we realised as a table that we were infact the token "fun table". however does it really count if you brand yourself the "fun table". Never the less it was an extremely good night despite being called a man during a classic case of playground flirting, due to being sat on an 8 person table with 7 men.
The night was made complete by a friends band who played. John Bull and The Bandints, made up of 2 brothers and friends. They were as always brilliant, my personal favorite being the lyric "girl in the red dress" at which point i was hurled into the air by several manly bycepts belonging to various friends. They are such a fun band, check them out here :John Bull and The Bandits
When at a Party there is always that token "fun table" isn't there? and for some reason your never on it. Well on Saturday it was quite the opposite, through the meal while being raucous we realised as a table that we were infact the token "fun table". however does it really count if you brand yourself the "fun table". Never the less it was an extremely good night despite being called a man during a classic case of playground flirting, due to being sat on an 8 person table with 7 men.
The night was made complete by a friends band who played. John Bull and The Bandints, made up of 2 brothers and friends. They were as always brilliant, my personal favorite being the lyric "girl in the red dress" at which point i was hurled into the air by several manly bycepts belonging to various friends. They are such a fun band, check them out here :John Bull and The Bandits
Wednesday, 2 March 2011
Death by Chocolate!
I have for the first time ever tonight understood the meaning of the name "death by Chocolate." Which has been commonly given to many a favourable goody since the term was coined by Erik Russell in 1984 whilst working for London-based dessert manufacturer, Kaysens. On tasting the sample for a proposed new chocolate product he exclaimed, "This one's death by chocolate"! Well tonight (Mathew) i experienced first-hand the indulgent experience of near-death by Chocolate! After a morning assessment and a long afternoon in the library i found myself dragging my feet home to the front door. Where, once inside, i slumped myself on the sofa in a very quiet manner. For those who may not know quiet is not my Forté and can only suggest one thing! Something is up! I was in a miserable mood in dire need of cheering up. others may sympathise with me in this next claim, but im afraid today, yes, was just one of those days.I was quite simply just craving chocolate. White chocolate, milk chocolate, dark chocolate, solid chocolate, chocolate buttons, chocolate spread, chocolate drink, a bar of chocolate, a packet of chocolate, chocolate drops, anything, as long as it has cocoa in it i would have had it.
However my feelings towards the tasty treat have somewhat changed now that i have indulged in what can only be described as absolute death by chocolate.
with the initial idea of giving in to the free galaxy hot chocolate sachet that i acquired from a hotel, Ali Perry and myself, like kids, typically got a little carried away. A simple hot chocolate quickly turned into the fab idea of Nutella hot chocolate, however the jar of Nutella had already had a pretty large dent made in it leaving not very much to work with. Therefor a bar of milk chocolate, a bar of dark chocolate, a lion bar, a bag of revels, a twix, a can of whipped cream and a further bar of chocolate later my deathbed was presented to me in the shape of a warm gooey glass of chocolatey goodness!
Ours looked a little more makeshift - but if anything far more deadly and much more tasty. I can now go to bed content and full of Chocolatey goodness. Best near-death experience i've ever had!
However my feelings towards the tasty treat have somewhat changed now that i have indulged in what can only be described as absolute death by chocolate.
with the initial idea of giving in to the free galaxy hot chocolate sachet that i acquired from a hotel, Ali Perry and myself, like kids, typically got a little carried away. A simple hot chocolate quickly turned into the fab idea of Nutella hot chocolate, however the jar of Nutella had already had a pretty large dent made in it leaving not very much to work with. Therefor a bar of milk chocolate, a bar of dark chocolate, a lion bar, a bag of revels, a twix, a can of whipped cream and a further bar of chocolate later my deathbed was presented to me in the shape of a warm gooey glass of chocolatey goodness!
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Friday, 25 February 2011
New house mission!
We have a new house mission that materialised last night. After listening to our house mate Ali Perry's endless guitar and singing sensations we have reached the decision that it is time we made him famous.
His first year flat mates had an undoubtably impressive attempt to ensure his fame amongst the population of Fallowfield back in 2009, with the gift of a stamp - "Are you Ali Perry's future wife?" Previously seen on external body parts of Fallowfields high and mighty as well as the official stamp for Dyslexic at one point. As well as the infamous "I'm Ali Perry! Will you be my future wife?" t-shirt.
His first year flat mates had an undoubtably impressive attempt to ensure his fame amongst the population of Fallowfield back in 2009, with the gift of a stamp - "Are you Ali Perry's future wife?" Previously seen on external body parts of Fallowfields high and mighty as well as the official stamp for Dyslexic at one point. As well as the infamous "I'm Ali Perry! Will you be my future wife?" t-shirt.
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| It could be you! |
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| The showman |
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| Dreamboat |
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| He LOVES fish |
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| A connoisseur |
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| A beauty in the mornings |
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| A master in the kitchen |
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| An extravaganza on the dance floor |
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| An absolute beauty |
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| An avid fan of strawberry's |
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| We love him - Let the fame begin |
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| Are you Ali Perry's future Wife? |
Thursday, 24 February 2011
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