So no, not to the races, but to a little place near Brussels (yes, but near Brussels not to Brussels) to experience the excitement that will be Rock Werchter. Its a music festival, that to be quite honest will rival, and has rivaled Glastonbury (which was rained out...big time, just this weekend gone, woo hoo) for many years.
It will be brilliant, we have acts such as Kaiser Chiefs, Razorlight, Snow Patrol, Keane, Arctic Monkeys, Killers, Bjork, Kings of Leon, Muse, Amy Winehouse, Lily Allen, Beastie Boys, Metalica, Tori Amos, and Pearl Jam! Now that is not a line up, I don't know what is.
I nearly saw Snow Patrol tonight, but it turned out to be a private party (proper show is tomorrow night) at the new O2 dome that is the former millennium dome (the doomed dome) for those who worked on the new dome to make it what is now. That being a massive entertainment event to rival the new Wembley stadium. So I miss out on seeing them again, but they are at Werchter so I don't miss out that much.
Anyway, am all packed. The forecast, unfortunately is for a bit of rain (we seriously need to take a leaf out of Mother Nature Australia's book here - more sunshine pretty please!!) so hopefully not too much rain. I have just tonight purchased, a pair of Kath Kidson wellington boots (gum boots), so I am hoping that means it will not rain and I will not need them. Either way, they are bright red with tiny white stars all over them so I am kinda hoping they get a good use anyway, as they are so pretty.
Ok off to bed - love to you all and promise to fill you in on all of our adventures in wonderland, ahem - Brussels. xx
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Monday, June 25, 2007
Royal Ascot in Pictures
Girls ready to go - Libby, Lisa & Danni
Ready still
Libby walking in the rain
Ascot...its raining
Libby & Danni in rain
Sarah and Sue, getting cosy in Starbucks to avoid the rain
Lisa, its cleared up
Picnic
The stands from Silver Ring
Sarah and Danni studying hard .. the form guide
Wendy, Libby and Harry - foods up!
Danni lunching
Libby lunching
Lisa lunching.
Sarah lunches
Queenie comes past on the big screen
Queens carriages approach
The queens gone past, too busy waving to get a decent shot
Watching the racing
Daniel with Sarahs posh Brolly...matches your tie!
Fancy dressed up girls
Danni and Libby study the guide in the rain
James, Sue and Sarah
Keeping covered...
Lisa - Cheers!
Pary/Racegoers..
Lisa & Libby
Pary/Racegoers..
Band boy
Sue and the band boys
Watching the horses come past
Lisa and champers
Danni and Sarah
Posh Danni
The stands at the end in Sunshine
Party popped picnicers
The organiser herself- Carly!
Daniel, Wendy and Sue...time to go now!
Saturday, June 16, 2007
A life without dramas
So many thoughts run through my head on a daily basis that I think would make an interesting blog. Lots of witty things – well I think they are witty - about my experiences here. The details of these things flow effortlessly around my head, whilst I am lying in bed or travelling on the tube, yet somehow fail to emerge when time comes to putting them on paper. There seems to be some mis-communication between the neurons in my head and those of my fingertips. So as soon as my eyes see a computer screen, with my fingers poised ready at the keyboard, the thoughts are stuck plugged up in my brain. There they stay more reluctant than a two year old, faced with a plate of vegetables, lips pressed shut, arms crossed tight, stubbornness prevailing – nothing will get through .
It gets quite frustrating, the writer within me is itching to get out, but she is shy and adamant that she will toy with me and emerge in full glory but only in my daydreams.
This morning was so lovely, I woke up quite early with the alarm – of course, or else I’d be in bed till well past noon. Yet my body just launched itself out of bed. It gave not a second thought to the fact that I usually press snooze about 300 times, before it becomes too late and my dozing thoughts become that of; do I really need that shower, will washing just my face suffice, before bolting out of bed! In fact it wasn’t till I was ready to leave that I realised I was half an hour ahead of schedule.
It turned out to be a good thing as, not only did I get time to have a gloriously delicious Monmouth coffee, I made it into work half an hour earlier too (hmmm is that actually a good thing, the getting to work part). Whilst awaiting my coffee, the sun did appear and suddenly London became a beautiful place again.
It’s quite gloomy without the sunshine, which I am sure I have mentioned many a time. However, as soon at the sun peeks out of the clouds, you forget that and all is forgiven, you become a caring, happy, loving free spirit. You let people push past you, the paper man is suddenly not so annoying – it frees your mind and gives you a boost of happiness. Ah joy – see this is why I am a summer girl, through and through.
This people, is what people in London, and the UK live for. It’s why the United Kingdom is still populated after all these thousands of years. Surely if it were not for the gloriousness of the sunshine, when it’s around, previous Kings of England would have set up shop in Spain! Why else would they over populate such a tiny little island.
It’s so entrancing and everyone is so much happier, people just emerge out of buildings and they join as a united force to feel the sun, to see the sun and be the sun. Seriously I really think it was overrated to start worshipping bibles, what was wrong with paganism, at least we knew with sun worship, that there is actually a sun!! However, religion is not my strong point, so we won’t go there.
I know this seems like a long waffling rant, however I feel that I am always talking about this trip and that, and telling you what airport I flew out of last, right down to what I had for lunch in what ever country I happened to be in at the time. Does it get boring to you? I don’t know! I don’t know who reads, who doesn’t, who cannot be bothered, who wants more, who wants less!! And who couldn’t care less?!?
I want to try am make you feel like you were there and enjoying it as much as we were at the time, this is also something that I want to have for myself to read in 20, 30 years time and it’s the closest thing to a diary I have had since I was about 13, and its much more intriguing than my diary when I was 13 too.
However, then it comes back down to the “wittiness” factor, I want to entertain, elaborate and inform you of our life here, without boring you to tears at the same time. Some times I think I only elaborate about the bad things, the dramas, but really isn’t that what life is all about, well not so much the bad things, just the dramas. Drama is everything, we live for it, look at all the movie stars, they are drama Kings and Queens.
If there were no drama in the world the news would be boring – well London is great again today, Tube travel is free, everyone has air-conditioning, there is no more global warming, everyone has food, animals are being treated nicely, housing is affordable, chocolate gives you a size normal body, no one has blown anyone up, Angelina Jolie had triplets and got fat, Tom Cruise gave up Scientology and is doing a sequel to Top Gun, Posh Spice smiled, and the forecast is for rain tonight (good for the crops) and full sunshine and mildly warm tomorrow – good but boring!!
Though where my life has drama it's really boring stuff like, how I “hipped” a teenage girl on the bus as I got off (you know whoops bit of a bump there…bumpy bus). She was giving me lip under her breath because I gave her and her friend dirty looks for having her tinny music playing loud for the entire bus to hear. It was a yes - add air punch in here - moment for me.
Anyway I have blogs to finish…4 and counting under construction and will be more if I don’t get them done with Royal Ascot this weekend and the Rock Werchter music festival in Belgium the weekend after.
It gets quite frustrating, the writer within me is itching to get out, but she is shy and adamant that she will toy with me and emerge in full glory but only in my daydreams.
This morning was so lovely, I woke up quite early with the alarm – of course, or else I’d be in bed till well past noon. Yet my body just launched itself out of bed. It gave not a second thought to the fact that I usually press snooze about 300 times, before it becomes too late and my dozing thoughts become that of; do I really need that shower, will washing just my face suffice, before bolting out of bed! In fact it wasn’t till I was ready to leave that I realised I was half an hour ahead of schedule.
It turned out to be a good thing as, not only did I get time to have a gloriously delicious Monmouth coffee, I made it into work half an hour earlier too (hmmm is that actually a good thing, the getting to work part). Whilst awaiting my coffee, the sun did appear and suddenly London became a beautiful place again.
It’s quite gloomy without the sunshine, which I am sure I have mentioned many a time. However, as soon at the sun peeks out of the clouds, you forget that and all is forgiven, you become a caring, happy, loving free spirit. You let people push past you, the paper man is suddenly not so annoying – it frees your mind and gives you a boost of happiness. Ah joy – see this is why I am a summer girl, through and through.
This people, is what people in London, and the UK live for. It’s why the United Kingdom is still populated after all these thousands of years. Surely if it were not for the gloriousness of the sunshine, when it’s around, previous Kings of England would have set up shop in Spain! Why else would they over populate such a tiny little island.
It’s so entrancing and everyone is so much happier, people just emerge out of buildings and they join as a united force to feel the sun, to see the sun and be the sun. Seriously I really think it was overrated to start worshipping bibles, what was wrong with paganism, at least we knew with sun worship, that there is actually a sun!! However, religion is not my strong point, so we won’t go there.
I know this seems like a long waffling rant, however I feel that I am always talking about this trip and that, and telling you what airport I flew out of last, right down to what I had for lunch in what ever country I happened to be in at the time. Does it get boring to you? I don’t know! I don’t know who reads, who doesn’t, who cannot be bothered, who wants more, who wants less!! And who couldn’t care less?!?
I want to try am make you feel like you were there and enjoying it as much as we were at the time, this is also something that I want to have for myself to read in 20, 30 years time and it’s the closest thing to a diary I have had since I was about 13, and its much more intriguing than my diary when I was 13 too.
However, then it comes back down to the “wittiness” factor, I want to entertain, elaborate and inform you of our life here, without boring you to tears at the same time. Some times I think I only elaborate about the bad things, the dramas, but really isn’t that what life is all about, well not so much the bad things, just the dramas. Drama is everything, we live for it, look at all the movie stars, they are drama Kings and Queens.
If there were no drama in the world the news would be boring – well London is great again today, Tube travel is free, everyone has air-conditioning, there is no more global warming, everyone has food, animals are being treated nicely, housing is affordable, chocolate gives you a size normal body, no one has blown anyone up, Angelina Jolie had triplets and got fat, Tom Cruise gave up Scientology and is doing a sequel to Top Gun, Posh Spice smiled, and the forecast is for rain tonight (good for the crops) and full sunshine and mildly warm tomorrow – good but boring!!
Though where my life has drama it's really boring stuff like, how I “hipped” a teenage girl on the bus as I got off (you know whoops bit of a bump there…bumpy bus). She was giving me lip under her breath because I gave her and her friend dirty looks for having her tinny music playing loud for the entire bus to hear. It was a yes - add air punch in here - moment for me.
Anyway I have blogs to finish…4 and counting under construction and will be more if I don’t get them done with Royal Ascot this weekend and the Rock Werchter music festival in Belgium the weekend after.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
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