Archive for April, 2009

My School Teacher’s Photo’s

Back in the day when I was at school, no it isn’t that long ago, during my A-Levels we had a great teacher ‘Laddo’ as we liked to call her. She was fairly new to teaching and we didn’t let her forget it. The amount of piss taking we did when she was making us take notes on the geological interest of fossils and rocks was quite immense. Laddo and I have stayed in touch and she has become a good mate. Anyway, she has recently taken up photography and is now selling off her prints. She has taken some awesome piccies and I wanted to share with you – If you want to see more check her stuff out here –

Some of my faves!

Mowing Lawns With Scissors = Bad, Very Bad

I rent my house, let me start with that. If I had the money, I would buy it because I love it. But, when you rent there are a few things that you don’t usually own, one of these things being a lawn mower. I have never had a garden before so there has never been a use for one. Now I have 2 bits of lawn out the back and a chunk of grass out the front.
I like gardening and sitting out relaxing with a beverage or 3, so I thought I better go out sort the jungle growing out there. Not owning a lawn mower or strimmer I decided to trim the lawn with scissors. This did not go as planned. Lets just say never let me loose with your hair!
I got in from work, grabbed the scissors, a radio, a chair and Monkey – the results are below;

1/4 cut garden

Garden killers

help is at hand

Bad Knee = No Gym = Grumpy Hannah

Cleverly last week at some point I did my knee’s in (the left took the brunt), then an instense Step class followed by Body Jam meant utter agony all weekend. It’s Wednesday night now and it’s still throbbing. I’m fuming because I wanted to really push my gym going for the next few weeks before I give my presentation at A4U Expo Europe. Oh well. I should invest in a sexy knee support or two – HOT!

It’s been making me seriously grumpy, a) because it hurts, i can barely walk sometimes and driving is *interesting* (forget clutch control) b) the gym costs a fecking fortune c) it’s delaying my skinnying process. My brain says one thing but my knackerdy old body says another. grrr

Cheers For My Snickers Ray!

You know me, a regular cheeky chappette! I was recently taking the mick out of a mate of mine Ray on twitter asking him to send me a snickers bar, and lo and behold look what arrived today;

What’s this then?
Not sure about the attention to detail when wrapping!
It’s a snickers!
Bit squished…
Like I care
All Gone
I double checked for any love notes, cheques, bankers drafts, diamonds etc etc – the usual, alas not even a post it note saying – From Ray – tut!

Cheers Ray, I needed some choccy today! I just need to work out what to send you in return! Will an Existem AM Pen do?

Eastenders Need New Writers!

Well, that was a bloody sham. I am a fan of Eastenders, mainly because it makes me feel good about my life, it’s a harsh reminder that there are people in life far worse off than you!  Although I’m sure the point of a soap is to be entertaining, not to make you want to throw yourself in the nearest river!

Tonight’s epidose was an hour special and featured the odd ray of sunshine ‘no boy will ever marry you, you want to know why? becuase you have ginger hair’ good one liner from Dotty!

The main story line was the revelation that Danielle was Ronnies kid, something we all knew for a while. Hurrah, it finally spilled out into the wedding reception and as the bitter argument went on we all screamed at the screen ‘she’s telling the truth’
Eastenders writers, please please please be more inventive, you already killed her off once, she was supposedly drowned or something. Don’t use the dirty den trick – YAWN.

point 1) the car didnt hit her that hard, although I’m not sure just how hard you have to hit someone to kill them in minutes.. but a car driving round a corner would have to have slowed slightly (its a tight bend)

the whole country is in econonmic melt down and in desperate need of something to cheer us all up and what do they do… ruin the only possibly happy story they have had in years. do you think they sit round the table at Eastenders with no other ideas than death or failed marriages. Blimey! A story about re-uniting family who have been through adoption may not be dramatic in their eyes, but it does happen in real life and is a subject that should be covered. They could of done so much with that story line… Dammit, get me a job there, I’ll spice things up no end!

There are already facebook groups and digital spy are giving spoilers away!