31 January 2008

Vauxhall station is becoming altogether more civilised by the week. Not only is there Wagner piped through the tube station to calm the ragged nerves of the average London commuter, but while driving through the tunnel that leads to the bus station, I noticed someone has made big paper cranes (someone took a picture of them here) and hung them from the roof of the tunnel, which is quite soothing when you're on the top deck of a double decker bus.

I don't think it's an art installation or anything. I like to think someone just thought it would be nice.

15 January 2008

I have, stupidly, just realised that the Dashboard link brings you to the home page for Blogger. All this time, I've had to find the home page by some long convoluted route. Sometimes my brain feels very small.

I was recognised in the checkout queue in Somerfield at the weekend.

A large, big bearded bloke behind us in the queue kept looking at me in a dogged fashion and I was thinking, bloody hell, why is this guy staring at me. Anyway, just as the electronic voice said, 'Please go to till number one', he said, 'Were you in Miss Saigon?' Turns out he used to work in wardrobe. I'm stunned. How can he recognise just another Chinese hoofer after ten years, whereas I can't remember a large, big bearded bloke? There weren't even that many people in the wardrobe department.

14 January 2008

While walking along in South Kensington today, I had to sidestep someone coming in the opposite direction, and we did that awkward thing where we both stepped the same way. However, the awkward moment passed when he just stuck his arm out and pushed me out of his way.

Blummin' 'eck!

The cheek of it. I was so stunned it took me a good five seconds to be affronted, by which time he was long gone.

BB was in a lift with Richard Hammond today. He was totally star struck and blurted out, 'I love Top Gear!'. Richard Hammond said thank you and said it was a lot of fun doing it, although sometimes it was very hard work. BB said, 'I really feel for you' and RH said, 'You're not buying it, are you?'. Apparently, he's around my height - short for a bloke, average for a girl.

11 January 2008

Someone at work today asked me if I was brought up in Scotland.

Eh?

That was what came a-tumbling out of my mouth.

Apparently, the whole week she's been thinking that I sound Scottish. How bizarre. Perhaps I picked up the Scottish burr over Christmas.

9 January 2008

Had a look at a reference that was written for me today. The comment made to the question 'What is this candidate's weak point?' was 'Could be more outgoing'. It was like my school report card all over again.

I got offered another job yesterday. I thanked them profusely but said I already had too many choices to be getting on with. He laughed and said if none of them worked out, to give them a call.

1 January 2008

Happy 2008 one and all! I hope this year does not continue the way it has started, which is with a stinky cold and flu. I have but a very small nose but it seems to produce one heck of a lot of mucus. All clear and fluid, so I'm not very nearly on the mend either.

We had haggis for our New Year's Eve dinner, which we were supposed to have had middle blister's house with middle blister's family but I didn't want to give them all the lurgy and I would have been miserable company, coughing and snivelling everywhere.

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