Thursday, July 31, 2008

Zatoo


Want to watch TV on your pc? Don't want to buy a usb TV tuner?

Well you don't need to!

Mini has been trying to tell me about Zatoo for ages but I've been too busy to play with it! It's ace and easy and free! LEGAL too!
You download the software and get a free log on (You have to provide your postcode - I assume this is to do with TV licenses.) and then you can watch the Tele on your Pc as if you were sat on the sofa! Brilliant!

Get it here

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Mr and Mrs Siddall

Tis the season of weddings :) No! I'm not talking about my own (for once!) but the weddings of friends! First there was Rob and Anouska and now there is Rachel and Dave! There are two more weddings to attend this year as well (no that doesn't include mine :) ) I've been really looking forward to seeing Rach and Dave tie the knot. You see I've known Rach for years and years and it was really nice to be at a wedding when the person getting married is so important and special. It was, in the words of Dave, "Very, very, very, very, very, very, very good" lol... (It's funnier when you imagine him stood with another beer in hand and fag in mouth!)

It was such a lovely day that I still get a little emotional even now. Especially after having made that video. The first dance brings little tears to my eyes every time (much to the amusement of LOF). Little Purn has gone and turned into Mrs Sid! She's all growed up and it's brilliant! :)
Rach has been what I consider to be a close friend now since 2003 when I started working at Tommies and she's been a brilliant mate for the 5 years that I've know her. It was amazing to see her looking so happy; watching her dream come true.

Good luck Mr and Mrs Siddall! (Not that you need it :)


Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Oh what a to do!


So today marks the day where the countdown clock stops talking about months and begins to count down only in days... There are 30 of them to be exact (unless you're reading this on any other day than today of course!)

With 30 days to go most of the details for the summer Soire are now in place. This week has seen hair and make-up trials, Cake choosing, budget organising and Hen and Stag dos.

Now the boys, it would seem, consider getting so drunk you can't lift your head and have to miss half the weekend end as the best way to spend your time. Being women we were, of course, far wiser and had a wonderful time at the SPA in Nothamptonshire. Although the buzzing of the formula one cars at Siverstone could be heard in the the distance the mood was far from rushed this weekend. We spent quite a lot of time just lying around while other people brought us food and drink and made our faces and bodies the happiest they had been for a while.

Although the focus was very much on relaxation, detox and all things body our minds got a good massage too. We spent the whole weekend reminding each other just how fabulous we really are! We are four hot chicks! ;) Don't you forget that husbands, boyfriends, fiances and potential flings!

The place was amazing and although I was a little concerned when Span informed me that we would be experiencing "hot ice" treatment - which she was convinced involved standing in hot water whilst cold ice or ice water was chucked at you, my fears were unfounded. The "Hotice" treatment invovled moiving from room to room - a hot one and then a cold one. I've never seen so many different saunas and steam rooms. There were crystal ones, Salt ones, ones with birds tweating along to flashing lights and one which was just hot! There was a foot spa and a whirl pool and fine dining! Mmmmm tasty fine dining. The Hens did some serious chowing down on the likes of wild boar with quail eggs and some amazing desserts! I, of course, opted for the veggie option!

There was no getting horribly drunk but there was a tasty bottle of Pinot Noir which set us back £40! OOps! I say we but the hens clucked around and paid for it all... I'm sure I must owe someone some money somewhere...

Saturday will see the fitting of the bridesmaids dresses and then I think we're almost done! Only 30 days to go!! woo hoo!

Sunday, July 13, 2008

It's been a tough ol' week. The pressure should be off now what with only 1 week until the end of term but the news of a loss as big as the one my form and I suffered this week made it a complicated and difficult week for everyone. It's a really tough pill to swallow. No one should ever have to suffer the loss of someone who is so young; it seems unfair. I know that there are always reasons for things and I have to keep my faith in that respect. I just wish that this particular thing didn't have to happen.

When I was that age i'd only just had my first kiss, I was beginning to explore the possibilty I had talent in music and I was only just beginning to learn who I was. There was still so much I had to do and of course I never really knew that.

I was so proud of them. They were so brave and resiliant and mature and fabulous and without that I think I would have fallen in a heap. I had underestimated them and for that I was sorry and pleasantly surprised. Something like this helps to remind me that these kids struggle everyday to be the person they think they should be. Most of the time that person is someone they are not and the real them is so much more than the person they think they need to be. I think some of them learnt that lesson this week too.

I've been better this week. A long talk with someone with their feet on the ground last week and this event have pulled me back. I had a meeting where I got enthusiastic without being unrealistic about time frames and my faith in my ability to do this job properly without having to 'change the world' has been slowly trickling back into me. I have a really important job to do, I always have had, and I can't allow a confused ideal alter what is the here and now. I have to stop beating myself up with comparison; it breaks one of my own golden rule! It's a waste of enery. I always laugh when other giggle at my occasional slip up - talking about how shit things feel doesn't actually solve the problem! Now I've stopped over analysing and doing a literary critism of my work life I am actually starting to see the wood for trees and no decisions need to be made right now. It's not so important anymore.

Saturday, July 05, 2008


This is Dalek Caan. He was placed in the time war without protection. His brain was lost as he watched the whole of time unfold before him... he lost his hat in the process. This character is clearly a biographical representation of R T Davis... He must also have lost it a little.

We were all on the edge our seats. Women everywhere were scouring the net for clues as to who the next Dr would be. We were all frightened that this would be the end of David's reign and that someone else would fill our Saturday night spot. Emails were being sent to me from people who were not even remotely interested in Dr who when I was cowering behind the sofa. Everyone at school (well the kids) were coming up with theories and ideas... then we were faced with that....

Well at least all the little characters were happy and Rose got to keep a Dr who was in touch with his feelings. They used it as a vehicle to add characters to the new series of Tourchwood and thought they were oh so clever.... mmm

It was cheesy and obvious and badly written and a shame. Thank goodness Russell T isn't doing any more. I thank you for contributing to the return of the Dr but you're right to bow out. The series felt like it was going round in circles... It's not supposed to do that.

I am certain that this was David's intial reaction to the script. They must have offered him chocolate or whiskey or something.... LMAO!

In fact I still prefer the good ol' days where a series was about one story that the Dr had to solve. I'm not sure that the reason this felt so odd was because it was trying to link so many little, random and totally unrelated things together as an after thought.

Well at least Span got to see two Davids and, as she will remind you, he was naked!

Wednesday, July 02, 2008

BB9

I'm becoming a bit addicted to Big Brother. AGAIN . No matter how I fight it this happens every year! This week I want BECKS OUT! If only annoying Luke hadn't had the opportunity to vote... then we would have had a chance to get rid of the boob wobbling, attention seeking, loud, chav-like, child! GRRRRrr! Poor girl... I'm a little mean aren't I!