God it seems like ages since I've updated this page! Where have I been, what have I been doing?
1/ Ill. Had a horrible viral thingy which made my neck swell up so much it looked like I had a draft excluder wrapped around my throat.
2/ Work. loads of shoots, loads of writing. I've done four restaurant reviews so far this month and I'm tunring into a big fat munter. (well, bigger fatter munter)
3/ Arguing on the photography forum. Apparently I'm an arrogant opinionated limey prick; which is convenient, as that's what it says on my passport under 'profession'.
4/ The plymouth is rolling along, even if it is haemoraging oil all over my expensive block paving. I'm particulalry enjoying the ability to phone up suppliers of expensive parts and get stuff for free.
5/ Putting up with my other half. She's on a health kick. For years her gym mebership was just a way of disposing of unwated surplus money,and the only health benefit was that we could no longer afford to go to the pub. Now she's there every night with her personal trainer (yeah, I'm suspicious!). The other day she asked me if I knew how to make mung beans sprout. Like I know anything about fucking legume husbandry; I'm the sort of person who knows the calorific value of tequila worms or how to make your own nitro glycerine, not mung beans!
6/ Watching dead like me, which has finally returned to british TV. Definately the best thing on the box (though american hotrod, american chopper and pimp my ride are also series linked on the sky plus box) and I think I've go the hots for Daisy Adaire.
7/ Finding a new assistant. They seem to be like buses; wait for ages and then two turn up. First one is a chap who can't drive called Foster, and the other is a chic with a car (so she's ahead by two points) and she's called Charlie Brown (WE HAVE A WINNER!!!!!). How fantastic is that, a girl called Charlie Brown?
8/ Not reading. Sorry sensuality, I've got a backlog of books so my review is goin to have to wait.
1/ Ill. Had a horrible viral thingy which made my neck swell up so much it looked like I had a draft excluder wrapped around my throat.
2/ Work. loads of shoots, loads of writing. I've done four restaurant reviews so far this month and I'm tunring into a big fat munter. (well, bigger fatter munter)
3/ Arguing on the photography forum. Apparently I'm an arrogant opinionated limey prick; which is convenient, as that's what it says on my passport under 'profession'.
4/ The plymouth is rolling along, even if it is haemoraging oil all over my expensive block paving. I'm particulalry enjoying the ability to phone up suppliers of expensive parts and get stuff for free.
5/ Putting up with my other half. She's on a health kick. For years her gym mebership was just a way of disposing of unwated surplus money,and the only health benefit was that we could no longer afford to go to the pub. Now she's there every night with her personal trainer (yeah, I'm suspicious!). The other day she asked me if I knew how to make mung beans sprout. Like I know anything about fucking legume husbandry; I'm the sort of person who knows the calorific value of tequila worms or how to make your own nitro glycerine, not mung beans!
6/ Watching dead like me, which has finally returned to british TV. Definately the best thing on the box (though american hotrod, american chopper and pimp my ride are also series linked on the sky plus box) and I think I've go the hots for Daisy Adaire.
7/ Finding a new assistant. They seem to be like buses; wait for ages and then two turn up. First one is a chap who can't drive called Foster, and the other is a chic with a car (so she's ahead by two points) and she's called Charlie Brown (WE HAVE A WINNER!!!!!). How fantastic is that, a girl called Charlie Brown?
8/ Not reading. Sorry sensuality, I've got a backlog of books so my review is goin to have to wait.
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--By the way, 'ass hat' is hella self-explanatory. That's the problem with you Brits--no grasp of the English language.
This is the part where I run away, giggling hysterically.