My vote goes for…
… anything that isn’t silage coloured
Joking aside, anything that is easier to add photos to would be a bonus.
… anything that isn’t silage coloured
Joking aside, anything that is easier to add photos to would be a bonus.
…I’m going to puke…
Anyone else love these advertisements? They cheer me up especially the “eyebrow” one! Also worth checking out Lily Allen and Alan Carr’s version. Sweet like chocolate!
Eyebrows:
Gorilla:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DBwnKQEJkiM
Lily Allen and Alan Carr:
…. is this the place where you can’t make a cup of tea for yourself and have to shell out £4 to buy one??
My word! What is going on? Does Climping beach ‘gold thong man’ know that he is responsible for starting the latest spray-on pool wear craze…. what will the neighbours say?!
It’s bizarre writing this so many weeks after Christmas, but here I go…
A few weeks before Christmas Liv and I decided to venture out to a Christmas Market somewhere in Europe. It was decided that we’d try a German Christmas market – and there were many to choose from. Liv became very excited at the thought of trying all the wursts he could lay his hands on, washed down with some rather pungent Gluhwein.
After a rather stomach churning descent into Frankfurt airport we made our way to our hotel. Much to my horror, this was in close proximity to the city’s most notorious sex show/shop area including Frankfurt’s much loved Dolly Busters…. I wondered why the hotel was so cheap! When we finally arrived at our hotel; which was adorned in everything I was expecting/hoping for (cuckoo clocks etc) we were told that there was a small problem…. the hotel had overbooked! After some deciphering it became apparent that we were required to take a kleine taxi ride to their schwester hotel next to the bahnhof….
Thirty minutes later – after another tour of the dodgy district we arrived at our replacement hotel, next to the bahnhof, police station and local dodgy dealers. By this time we were tired and hungry and set off looking for the Klosterhof – a traditional restaurant selling traditional food for a fair price. Unfortunately, it proved to be elusive and after a long day travelling we settled for an American bar and ate the most enormous burgers, vowing to eat more traditionally the following days… and indeed we did.
The next day, after a breakfast of cheese, ham, eggs, nutella and cereal (sometimes all together with lashings of cream) we set off towards the ‘old’ part of Frankfurt. When I say old – I mean 50 to 60 years old as many of the original buildings were destroyed during WW2. However, it was all very charming and definately had the desired Christmas feel. There were many stalls selling beautiful decorations hand crafted from wood and the most amazing toys. There were also many stall selling various meats, nuts and sweets. It was very easy to spend a couple of hours browsing the stalls, but come meal times, very difficult indeed to get a varied diet. Meat, meat or meat. Many restaurants were packed out not only with tourists, but locals having their Christmas work parties.
The sky scrapers were really interesting to photograph, but you had to be careful to look out for the trams whilst walking around looking at the skyline! I really enjoyed the car boot sale Saturday morning next to the river – there were some funny things. What’s one mans junk is another man’s treasure…. anyone for an old shoe, just the one, it’s half the price… what a bargain!
Anyway…. who says I don’t blog???

on a bridge

ein großes Bier…

skyscrapers… so shiny

schmeckt

glückliches Weihnachten
Hey there people, I’m back from Canada after spending an interesting Easter in Nova Scotia. One of the highlights was a crazily bumpy tractor ride into the sugar maple tree forest in search of a sugar shack. We bounced our way into the forest which appeared to be bound up in a maze of blue tubing (which we later found out was the latest way of gathering maple syrup). However, the local bears are fond of the latest technological trend and have started to bite through the tubing to suck the sweet syrup out – a sort of sugary popsicle in the winter months. Having been transported miles into the forest by the sugar collectors, one felt obliged to buy some maple syrup.
I also saw loads of Ice Hockey, which is a fantastic and sometimes quite brutal sport. At the Atlantic Finals, Gran spent most of her time wincing everytime players skated and crashed into the barrier, whereas I cheered and swigged back the Root Beer with the rest of ‘em! Bring it on! Ohhh what a feeling! What a rush! Boom, boom, boom. The music was rocking too.
Also ate too many pancakes, Crackerjacks, Mr Big’s and Oh Henry! bars.
School starts again soon, so it is time to focus on planning and job applications. I’ve bought all the special 120gm Laid brilliant white paper as you do, so let us hope it gives me the edge!
Cheerio for now!
I’m afraid I missed the humour in your last post Slightly. The mild allusion that I may be cretinous was not missed. However, I will forgive and forget on the assumption you were overcome with the heat! Hope you are enjoying your travels and I look forward to hearing more of your adventures.

After travelling for three weeks over half of Canada, I did not see one moose before I returned home. Luckily for Mum, the day after I left, she was able to see a few very close too whilst resting in the August sun.
… that I can’t have my name put on the main page due to insufficient blog entries, it has become my New Year’s resolution (one of many) to blog once a week. Seeing that we have already begun the 3rd week of January, I have already failed. “Dude, no!” as one of our best loved characters would say from the series which will remain nameless. What exactly is happening on the island? Why has no one found them yet? Why? Why? Why? There are many theories, but I reckon it’s all in the numbers…
It seems that through a combination of problems I shall not be returning to the Isle of Wight, instead I shall be on a break until January when I will rejoin the programme. Although unanticipated, this break has set me up nicely for the joys of Christmas retail temping. Tis the season to be…moaning, queuing, spending. I firmly refuse to be on the queing side of the counter this year and instead have planned to craft all my gifts by hand (so please ensure all stockings are stong enough for painted beach pebbles!).
It has been an eventful week. I have completed my first week of full time block experience working in schools. The journey to get there is getting no easier, especially the ferry crossing bit. I’m sure whenever Neptune hears I’m about to cross the Solent he ensures there is a good amount of stomach churning swell!
The good thing is that the experience seems to be going fairly quickly – Mainland placement roll on please.
Well I better go. Folks around for lunch so I better tend to the market bought, efficiently killed (i hope) chicken.
Yippeeeee! It is half term and I only have 24 lessons, 6 grammar sheets and a bundle of starter activities to prepare.
I’m buying my new lap-top today, which is very exciting! Tomorrow I’m going to watch a Scottish Folk music band – a varied weekend to say the least.
Well that’s about all my news for now. I’ll keep you all posted about the delights of the Scottish Folk band.
Woo hoo! I love theme parks and topsy turvy rides. I remember (vaguely) being on a roller coaster in America and staying on it constantly for 8 rides; but then I started to black out on the loop-the-loop bit and thought it would be best to disembark. No serious damage done I think… no serious damage done I think… no serious damage done I think. Show me the blueprints!
Anyhow, Teacher Training rules ok! It certainly keeps me busy with paperwork! Infact I better do some.
… my first week of PGCE training and there is SO much to do that I’m going to have to consolidate all the little bits of paper into one list so I don’t forget to do anything vital. Apart from hideous amounts of paperwork the main hardship I am encountering is trying not to throw up. I have managed to catch the infamous stomach trouble, experienced by so many of my fellow bloggers. I’d like to thank them all for their generosity, for this bug is truly humbling and I am eternally (or should I say internally?) grateful… not.
On a lighter note, I am pleased to say that I have managed to secure a good state school for my placement, even though it means leaving home for a while and travelling across waters to the beautiful Isle of Wight. The last time I was there I was about 6 and had a super time, so I hope I still feel same about the place when I return to the mainland mid December.
This year is going to be tough, but I’m sure it will be worth it in the end. I’ll keep you all posted!
I’m back from Canada – well, I’ve actually been back for a couple of weeks now but haven’t got round to putting an entry on blog… not because I haven’t wanted to, but I’ve been snowed under with study er… episodes of Scrubs. In all seriousness I better get down to some study asap.
Anyway, interesting anecdotes from Canada… where shall I begin? Oh yes, Chipmunks and Red Squirrel rivalry. It so happens that these two groups of fluffy rodents dislike each other intently and like nothing more than to stage their beady eyed attacks on each other in the porchway of unsuspecting camper’s tents. They also have a canny knack of lining their sweet little botties over one’s sandals and relieving themselves.
No moose spotted even though there are allegedly 120,000 moose on Newfoundland alone and unfortunately no bears. However, I did managed to find a Canadian outdoors store which sold Bear Bells WITH magnetic silencers – presents for everyone- just incase one encounters a bear whilst doing recycling in the village.
Once out of the wilderness we did spend a night in luxury accommodation… the student halls of residence at the University of Halifax. Very nice too, cleans towels, a bed and the best night’s sleep in 10 days. It also gave us a chance to stay and enjoy the annual Buskers Festival on the Harbour where we met and listened to a number of mega awesome musicians. Good fun overall.
Lots of other things happened too, but I can’t think of them at the moment – oh well, I’ll save them for future installments on Blog!
Perhaps I should also mention Decoy’s stunning bowling performance, but maybe I shouldn’t steal his thunder!
Well, it is back to the grindstone for me now. I’m planning on being very organised next term and have made sure I have filled my academic diary with all the important dates for the next few months… Freshers Week Toga Party etc. Let’s hope I can maintain this organisation – I’ve heard that it is integral to teaching!
… I finish work and take a break before starting my PGCE. I’ve already started writing lists in preparation for my trip to Newfoundland. So far this includes my new trusty thermal mug and boot bells for scaring away the bears in a humane and entertaining fashion (a sort of Moris woman meets Haka type dance). It’s going to be very remote so I feel there is much background reading to be done in regards to survival techniques as my years as a Pixie in the Brownies were largely spent painting pebbles for paperweights. Good fun, but not particularly useful for fending off bears without creative vision.
Pecan PIE
You scored 60 childishness and 56 evilosity!
Sweet but surprisingly naughty, you can sometimes be a handful but only in the name of fun. There’s plenty to you and generally speaking, one slice is just right for most people.
On the other hand, they stink out the office and pollute the bowel. Tasty they are not.
… I see, but surely I’d need to establish an identity with all its physical elements such as a face before I could truly abandon the ego and try for enlightenment? I think I’d need some solid base to evolve from, but I understand your point!