Hello! Today’s exciting news is that I am currently sat here with pink dye in my hair! Lol! Wonder what it will turn out like?! It will be interesting anyway. Will let you know in a while.
Missed Eastenders and Emmerdale tonight, owing to having given up watching them. However, saw a little bit of Emmerdale, and the storyline of Lisa getting raped in the factory, by the obviously dodgy looking van driver. Can’t understand, though, why someone like Lisa, who is used to throwing pigs around the farm, lugging engines out of cars, and generally doing heavy graft all over the dales, couldn’t fight off that little scrote? Now I’m not making light of such a heavy topic, but this is where these storylines get silly. Now I feel mean.
Time to wash off the hair dye! Will it be hurrah or oh-oh?!!! Back soon to let you know!x
PMSL! Well, the back looks a lot better than the front, and I thought the back would turn out worse! My attempt at pink highlights is certainly interesting! Oh well, if you can’t laugh at yourself...
Good news today is that my “On the Buses” DVDs have arrived! How we all love the ‘70s sexism and chauvinistic jokes! How we all, as young women, would have loved to have been chatted up by the clearly not young, Stan and Jack, and been taken for a ride on the top deck. Oooh, Jack could’ve clipped my ticket any day. Poor Olive, always put down for being fat and stupid, when I’m sure she was no bigger than a very normal size 14, and who wouldn’t have gone a bit loopy living in that house with those men? Why did Arthur marry her if he disliked her so much? Still, they are classic British films, and despite everything that’s wrong about them now, they are still very watchable and loveable. I’m not ashamed to admit it! I am an “On the Buses” fan! I want “Mutiny on the Buses” as my ringtone!
Yesterday the box set of “Porridge” DVDs arrived. Another classic British comedy from the 70s. Does it mean I’m getting old if I suddenly start getting all sentimental about programmes from the decade of my birth??? Oh dear.
Feeling a bit weird today too. Missing a friend. Before you get all OMG on me, they are not dead! Just not here at the moment, and I will miss talking to them.
How absolutely horrible for those parents of the children at that nursery. Every parent’s worst nightmare. You do all you can to keep your children safe, you trust these people with your most treasured and precious possession (not really the right word, I know), and such an awful thing happens. Those parents must be going through hell. The sick bastard should be drowned in a bath of acid.
Just going to have a piece of Toblerone to calm my nerves.
Well, I think an earlyish night is on the cards, though I probably won’t be able to sleep now, with all that chocolate coursing through my veins. Blog you tomorrow!x
Good news today is that my “On the Buses” DVDs have arrived! How we all love the ‘70s sexism and chauvinistic jokes! How we all, as young women, would have loved to have been chatted up by the clearly not young, Stan and Jack, and been taken for a ride on the top deck. Oooh, Jack could’ve clipped my ticket any day. Poor Olive, always put down for being fat and stupid, when I’m sure she was no bigger than a very normal size 14, and who wouldn’t have gone a bit loopy living in that house with those men? Why did Arthur marry her if he disliked her so much? Still, they are classic British films, and despite everything that’s wrong about them now, they are still very watchable and loveable. I’m not ashamed to admit it! I am an “On the Buses” fan! I want “Mutiny on the Buses” as my ringtone!
Yesterday the box set of “Porridge” DVDs arrived. Another classic British comedy from the 70s. Does it mean I’m getting old if I suddenly start getting all sentimental about programmes from the decade of my birth??? Oh dear.
Feeling a bit weird today too. Missing a friend. Before you get all OMG on me, they are not dead! Just not here at the moment, and I will miss talking to them.
How absolutely horrible for those parents of the children at that nursery. Every parent’s worst nightmare. You do all you can to keep your children safe, you trust these people with your most treasured and precious possession (not really the right word, I know), and such an awful thing happens. Those parents must be going through hell. The sick bastard should be drowned in a bath of acid.
Just going to have a piece of Toblerone to calm my nerves.
Well, I think an earlyish night is on the cards, though I probably won’t be able to sleep now, with all that chocolate coursing through my veins. Blog you tomorrow!x
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