Couldn’t be bovered on Friday night – you know how it is – I am soooo tired -) ……so here is a belated TGIF!
Yup - three weeks to go and I’m seriously needing to get into festive spirit methinks - this burning the candle at both ends really doesn’t work for me any more – unless it’s thermo-auricular therapy….. of course ;-)
Last weekend’s steamy ramble with Gary was great – really blew the cobwebs out – got to ride the choo choo and yomp through very muddy fields for 10 miles – I was around 6 foot tall by the end of it – mud sticks – as they say ;-)
Then I’m, afraid I have been out twice in the week – and as some of you know when you get to this age that this sort of behaviour cannot be tolerated as it wipes you out for a fortnight, so sproglets be warned….
Tuesday night - brilliaaaaaant - with Pat & Clive – Comedy Club – Howard Read played with his Little Howard – follow the links - apparently he’s playing the Royal Variety show tomorrow night so was testing his repertoire on us – he was excellent – as per – and just the tonic to see me through the rest of my week at work. Look out for it in December – I'll remind you - it’s really unique and clever comedy.
Then Thursday night went with Jane and a bunch of other SPICERs to see Roy Wood at the Jam House …. just to see my baby jive……YAY….and stayed up past the witching hour and think I am still suffering – knees and feet have recovered and bags under eyes are shrinking gradually…. He was brilliant though – still got a great stage presence – fab venue too.
So it was with much relief that an invitation to Issie’s mom and dad’s Golden Wedding anniversary do was for the afternoon yesterday…. phew! I’d spent the week lovingly making their cake – then sweating all the way through their do – hoping it was edible – it was – phew again!
I felt quite honoured – as I’m not ‘family’ – though in these days of extended families, Issie’s sister – ‘Auntie Helen’ has discovered she is distantly related to the guy she is seeing – so maybe I am a third cousin twice removed – I know I’ve had something removed this weekend!
Issie and Rob have been loyal friends (yes I have a handful) – mind you – not sure they will be after they’ve read this?
It was great fun – like a fly on the wall docu-soap :-D.
Alex and Flips’ cousins - picture a bunch of kids and teenagers – blasting from front to back of the house like whirling dervishes - a ‘Kevin and Perry’, a ‘Chuckie’ (who hadn’t taken his Ritalin) breaking the legs off antique dolls and walking round giggling sinister-like, a little China doll of a 3 year old (who thankfully Chuckie didn’t try and break the legs off…), and her slightly bigger brother - 'road runner', then our very own Tasmin Little (girlie Yehudi - Alex) played a little number on the violin which we then bluetoothed to each other (oh these modern times….), a pretty little Rock Chick cadged fags off the grown ups, and Flips trying to watch the Barbarians in the corner of the room – soon a crowd of men and boys stood strong together! Aunty Helen caused a bit of a stir when she gave ‘Kevin’ an unprovoked wedgie cos his jeans were hanging below his kegs – his baseball hat and facial piercings sort of spun on the spot :-D (Kids fashions eh – and they laugh at our 70’s photos - pah! What’s all that about?)
Seriously though – what an amazing feat to get all the family together – they were a great bunch and made me feel very welcome.
Shame we don’t get together like that now in our gang! It would end up on News at Ten – there would be outrage and violence in the streets calling for all my politically incorrect Uncles, Aunties, cousins and me to be lashed - let alone a Docu soap!
Anyway, off to catch 40 winks so I can last out till the Strictly Dancing results!
I’m being interviewed for a top radio station tomorrow night – I’m hoping to be discovered – it’ll probably be edited down to “Hello….” And “Thank-you” – will keep you posted ;-)
Loves ya
Kimmie x
Herty Boy – glad to hear that your ‘Too Loose’ trip (and it was wasn’t it??) ended up OK! Sharpie & Junie – did you manage to smuggle Jamie Oliver into your bag and bring him home?
Golden Wedding Anniversary
A couple was celebrating their golden wedding anniversary. Their domestic tranquillity had long been the talk of the town.
A local newspaper reporter was inquiring as to the secret of their long and happy marriage.
"Well, it dates back to our honeymoon," explained the man.
"We visited the Grand Canyon and took a trip down to the bottom on the canyon by pack mule. We hadn't gone too far when my wife's mule stumbled.
My wife quietly said, 'That's once.'
"We proceeded a little further and the mule stumbled again. Once more my wife quietly said, 'That's twice.'
"We hadn't gone a half-mile when the mule stumbled the third time.
My wife quietly removed a revolver from her pocket and shot the mule dead.
"I started to protest over her treatment of the mule when she looked at me and quietly said, 'That's once'."
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