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Supersize Me

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It’s half-term.  And not before time!

There’s a certain sense of – well, I don’t know if it’s irony or the fates laughing in my face – that on Monday evening, a gigantic asteroid will hurtle dangerously close to Earth:- (Huge asteroid due to fly past Earth)  and I shall be holed-up in a Quality Inn in Birmingham with my MiL and the childerbeast!

We shall be stuffed to the gills by then on chocolate after our day out at Cadbury World so perhaps it’s just as well.  The world may end before the fat can reach my hips, face and buttocks.
Not that I thought I’d meet my demise in a budget hotel in the Black Country with my head down the toilet from pigging out on Chocolate Buttons and Curly Wurlys.

Before then though,  I am spending an evening away with the Bman for Valentines.



#tinnedpeaches  #bottledwater


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‘Rise of the Guardians’ on a freebie and with entire theatre to ourselves = Fab!

Pizza Hut Veggie Hot One + salad bowl two-thirds full of jalapenos = not your friend the next day!

Ooh hoo!  Nurse!  The screens please!

4 days to the Mayan apocalypse prophecy I first heard about when I was 9 years old.  I remember working out at the time how old I’d be by 21st/22nd December 2012 and I figured I probably be already dead by then.

I’ll let you know…

Be prepared my friends, for all eventualities.



but does it come with it’s own wolf fleece cape?

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I like to have a browse at those innovations booklets or catalogues of crap that fall out of the TV guide or come through the postbox every now and then.    How else is a girl to find out about the joys of solar-powered parrots for the garden, shock absorbers for walking frames, glow-in-the dark Jesus statuettes or indeed discover the Wolf Fleece Cape of legend?

I have to admit to being slightly disturbed however by this page in Healthy Living magazine as I perused for potential Christmas giftage over my jacket potato at tea time today:-

Woah! hold the phone on item 3!

Am not sure at the logic of thinking that anyone who requires an adult bib should be allowed to take charge of a rampant rabbit, and I’m amused that such an item is being marketed as “a pleasurable way to relieve stress”. Almost in the style of those Victorian cures for “Hysteria” AKA “The disease of the mid-quarters from neck to knee”.

All better now dearie?

Are these essential items for life in some way linked in someone’s mind somewhere at Healthy Living?   Perhaps there’s some kind of two for one deal on the rabbit and the “magic gloves to cure hurting hands” (maybe the hands wouldn’t hurt as much if you switch from manual to the rabbit?)  I can see why the nail softener might fit into this equation but I need to know if the tights have extra room to accommodate the rabbit and where the hell does the salt come into all this?

 I shall leave a copy in the staff room and await with bated breath the Secret Santa gift exchange at the end of the Christmas term! *


 * provided we’re aren’t all living in my shed by then eating tinned peaches with Ken Barlow



When worlds collide

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I was about to order 7 pallets of tinned peaches and bottled water until I realised that chances are…. I am unlikely to be around to see how this pans out.


I will however (hopefully) be around for next week’s Transit of Venus for which I will be early rising to watch at 5am.  Cue a decent quip from the Bman along the lines of, “When was I going to wake up early to see the rising of his penis across Uranus?”  Nice!


Jubolympic shizzle Part 1 seemed to go OK today.  Part 2 on Sunday, with less coconuts and more people I actually like 🙂  Also broken up for 12 days, which hasn’t come soon enough for me.  I’ve more than had enough of this week!

BTW. 10 years ago I got married (officially) to the Bmiester at Bradford Registry office – photos courtesy of the photo booth at the Interchange – the 3 week precursor to the big ‘Hello!’ magazine number in a marquee at The Moss.(Insert any gag you like here about serving less time for murder etc etc)


PS: 10 year wedding anniversary gift is tin.  Tin?  WTF?  Tin?  I await my can of beans with eager anticipation.


Brrrrrrring on the new ice age

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Cheerful predictions from the Department of Health: –

Cold Snap Could Kill Thousands

If I were you I’d make sure your Boiler cover is up to date, bust out the slanket and then get yourself online and stock up on you know what….




BTW – is this not the best slanket design ever?


Da da da di di di di... Elmo's World


If only they had them in a Bagpuss design – or even better… an electric Bagpuss slanket!  That would be freakin awesome!

(FYI.  I do not own a slanket (or a wolf fleece) but I will own up to Bman & I owning matching leopard-print fleece dressing gowns.)


pictures  courtesy of google images