Hello blog world!! I really am back properly now. There's no point in a detailed update of the past however many months because it would take far too long and I can't really remember anyway. In a nutshell, I worked at the Olympics replenishing coffee stations in St James' Park (where the Beach Volleyball was) and became completely obsessed with army boys (who were doing the security so were everywhere); had some pretty crazy experiences with army boys (squaddies) that I don't actually remember...; recovered from my army boy obsession; went to Edinburgh Fringe for one of the most farcical and amazing weeks of my life filled with romance, hilarity and subterfuge. I'm not going to go into any more detail because it would take too long and I plan to write a comedy play about it.
So I am now back in London, catching up on much needed sleep, listening to the soundtrack of The Last Five Years on Spotify (I plan to buy it on CD later so they get more money for it) and trying to pluck up enough courage and energy to tidy my room...
I think that's everything for now, I shall hopefully be back tomorrow!
Thursday 23 August 2012
Wednesday 4 April 2012
A lot of Catching Up in the Form of Bullet Points...
So I am a terrible, undisciplined person who hasn't updated this blog in a month!! I shall bullet point the most interesting and important events to have occurred/happened in this time and then I promise I shall write with a little more regularity! Alright, here goes...
- Played Settlers of Catan in early March at The Court with Josh, Suzie and Georgia. Suzie is officially the worst person at playing it because she's too nice to steal other people's resources.
- Had my hair cut and permed so now it's all short and fun!
- Went to a nice, cathartic funeral of a great uncle I really liked and befriended some nice second cousins called Will and Guy that I'd never met before.
- Went to Ben's house party. Had a great time! Stayed the night at Georgia's and she made us French toast in the morning. She even had Marmite, which was excellent because Marmite is my favourite thing to have French toast.
- There was another Chatback gig. Lucy, Rob Carter all went in the car together and had an enjoyable drive doing logic puzzles and talking about good inventions. Rob, Naz Osmanoglu and Angela Barnes were performing and Eric Lampaert was compering. All excellent!
- Went to my old school to see the musical. They were doing Evita and it was amazing!
- Went to the comedy night, Old Rope with my brother's Communist friend James. Had a great time. Milton Jones, Sean Walsh and Damian Clark were really good.
- My step mum, Anne came to London to visit her friend Val. I met her at the station and showed her around Queen's Park and then we got in touch with her cousin's son (my step second cousin), Matthew (who does musical theatre) and we all spent the evening at Val's eating pizza and watching The Apprentice.
- Had my first tap class! Really, really fun and have been practicing on tube platforms.
- Went karaoke-ing in Cricklewood with Matthew. A lot of fun and we sung lots of musical songs. I also danced with a 'slaughtered' old drunk Irish man called Marcy.
- Watched the first Toy Story for the first time in my whole life!
- Went to my friend, Andrew's Beer Pong and Flip Cup party. They are both exceedingly excellent games.
- Played Frisbee, had a barbecue and watched Lord of the Ring's: Return of the King part 1 with Jay, Josh, Henry and Damian. That was a really good day!
- Went to the Esprit pub quiz! My team came third.
- Mum came to stay for a few days, which was lovely!
- Lucy and I organised an early Easter picnic and it was so much fun! Lots of lovely people came and we had an Easter egg hunt and ran around a lot and ate lots of food and I cycled Ben's bicycle and we played Charades and then Ben, Jay and Josh all stayed really late playing Catan and we put the sofas together and had a sleepover and told each other fairy tales. It really was an excellent day.
- Went to see the Pirates film, which was so good!
And now we're all caught up! I'm currently standing up in a very busy pub writing this and am meeting Georgia for drinks later on. May go get a Byron burger. Mmmm... Ciao for now!
Sunday 4 March 2012
Quizzes, Mouse Death and Theatrey things...
So, it's been awhile, which means lots to catch up on... Yay!
The pub quiz was fun, although I knew nearly nothing and quite a bit of cheating went on... One of the questions that I was really annoyed about not getting was: 'In which turn of the century novel does the protagonist alight at Whitby?'* If you know then well done, you're better educated than me/didn't drop English after AS... There were also three very clever cryptic clues to film titles, which were: **
1) The actors are not at home
2) They used to be masculine
3) West 11
The overall winners were team Quiz on My Face, which I thought was excellent. We also decided that an Esprit pub quiz would be fun so suggested it to the office and it's going to happen I think, which is very exciting!
The next day (February 29th) I had shift(!!!), which are really few and far between right now, and it was so much fun because there was basically nothing to do... There were six of us waiters all together and we arrived about twenty minutes before the actual catering company so we just sat in a meeting room on swivel chairs listening to This Is What Crazy Looks Like Via Text Messaging on Gabs' phone, which is, like it says, CRAZY! And also hilarious! After the chefs and the man running the event actually arrive, Sammie and I spent the next half hour helping the chefs, who were (unusually) lovely, to make canapes and then drifting around an office offering them to people. Then all the people at the party went home and we ate most of the remaining canapes and then finished an hour early. So that was good, although £6.75 less on my pay cheque next Friday...
Gabs and I were going the same way home so we talked about a Crimson Petal and the White night (BBC TV show starring Ramola Garai) which we've been vaguely trying to organise since last May! I really believe it's never going to happen...
Back at home, Lucy excitedly informed me that she had got Netflix and, after much searching, we decided to watch Dead Poet's Society. This is a film that I have vaguely known I should watch for years and I was completely blown away by it. I'm not going to go on about it (and I really could, because I have a lot of views about teaching and education and schools) but basically, everything that Robin Williams' character, Mr Keating, does in that film is right, and everything that all the other teachers and parents do is wrong and, sadly, I think there are still not enough teachers like Mr Keating and those that are like him are invariably not given the respect they deserve and are, in some cases, regarded with great suspicion. Anyway, watching it reminded me of how much I loved school and how much I respect teachers and how important I think that stage of a child's/young person's life is, and it made me seriously consider teaching as a possible career path. I've emailed some of my teachers from school and am gradually bringing myself round to the idea of doing a degree in something I'd want to teach; probably English. So that's all a bit weird really, as I've spent the past three years being determined never to enter any kind of academic institution ever again! I'm going to be doing a lot of mulling (of thoughts, not wine) over the next few weeks.
On Thursday, I sat outside with Olive, and she caught a mouse... I was aware of her dashing behind some cushions (that I was sitting on), a lot of panicked squeaking coming from just behind me and then she re-emerged holding a mouse between her teeth. I got as far as standing up with a view to maybe helping the mouse, and then just froze. The thoughts that ran through my head went something like: 'I should let nature run it's course, like David Attenborough, and it's probably injured anyway so I should just let her kill it. But she's killing it SO SLOWLY! She's put it down and is just watching it and, oh, now she's picked it up again, please kill it this time, it's got such pretty beady eyes, it's like they're stuck onto it. Maybe I should get a kitchen knife and kill it myself, but I don't think I can move... I'm going to ring my mum.' So I did that and she said: 'Oh, better just leave it.' and then brightly chattered away for the next ten minutes while I watched Olive toy with this poor mouse! It was probably one of the most intense experiences of my whole life. I then spent the rest of the day watching episodes of New Girl (best show ever), whilst feeling a little uncomfortable in Olive's presence.
The following day, I went to the Esprit office for some development training, which was really quite fun and I can now officially do silver service, lead team service, box a table and do a Windsor tie knot (although I actually knew how to do that anyway, due to a book called 81 Ways to Tie a Tie which my friend, Rebecca (probably my favourite person in the whole world), bought when we were in Year 11). This is all pretty exciting stuff. Next, I need to do bar training and then ambassador training and then I'll be super responsible and have to write feedback after shifts and be on £7.00 and hour!
Saturday was a lovely day in every respect. I met up with (another) Esprit friend, Joe, who is an excellent human being and we ate ice cream and walked around Regent's Park and chatted about how we really hate the question: 'What are you doing?' so resolved not to ask it to each other. We also talked about Cabaret because Joe is completely in love with it and we always talk about it, or at least sing something from it!
After parting ways at Baker Street station, I went to my brother's house to say goodbye to him (as he is going to Nigeria today for three weeks!) and to talk to him about my potential becoming an English teacher plans, which he was very encouraging about. Although I do wonder if that's partly because he's very pro Uni and proper jobs.
I then headed home and Lucy and I set off to Battersea Arts Centre to attend Nabokov Arts Club: Fable, which was one of the coolest things I've ever been to. There were basically all these different 15-30 minute performances going on in different rooms and once the performers had finished their stuff they just wondered around and went to other people's shows with everyone else. So it was just such a lovely and supportive vibe. We saw a little bit of this lady who sang and played the ukulele, who was really good, and a sort of dance piece called Dante or Die, which was very pretty, but didn't make any sense at all and seemed to be doing more for the actors than the audience. However, from then on in, everything was amazing! We saw a comedian called Patrick Magee doing a very amusing set about Aesop's fables (Lucy gave him her card so he could email her about doing Chatback and he gave us a picture of a seahorse that he'd drawn during the show, which Lucy and I planned to colour in and put up in our house, but Sofi didn't want us to...); an absolutely BRILLIANT twenty minute musical of a modernised Cinderella by Arthur Darvill (Rory in Doctor Who) and a beautiful, enchanting, magical (there aren't really enough good words to describe it) show done by a man who called himself Flying Dutchman Theatre. He had this lovely, boyish charm and enthusiasm and told a story called The Fantastical Tale of the Boy on the Run using pop up books! I have never seen an audience so enthralled. We hung on his every word with a child-like fascination and there was just something so pure and joyous about it (can you tell that I really liked this show?...), so you should absolutely, definitely go see it if you get the chance! I'm also pretty sure that he was looking at me when the boy told the magical flying pony to ask the carousel horse for his number because it's OK for girls to ask for guy's numbers, which made me feel very special! We then saw some spoken word and a short play by Jack Thorne, which were also very good.
On the various night buses home, we wrote reviews of the shows on Lucy's phone and spent most of the journey laughing hysterically at amusing auto corrects, the memory of a lady snorting during the Flying Dutchman's show, and the fact that the end of one our reviews read: 'hot, commanding, climax a bit weak'. Oh the mirth that late nights, cold and tiredness can bring!
This morning (as in after I got up so this afternoon really), I talked to my mum and then had a shower and Skyped my friend, Lucy (another Lucy), SIMULTANEOUSLY by putting my laptop on top of a saucepan that I put in the sink and leaving the shower door open a crack. An excellent time-saving device! I then talked to a hungover Mab and Tom via Facebook video call and had a productive conversation about making a British version of Bridesmaids, directing quality pornography (although I did point out that it might not be a good idea for me if I was going to be an English teacher and Tom said my name would have to not be affiliated with it, to which Mab pointed out that that would probably destroy the whole point) and making a documentary about Mab and Tom's life.
Eventually, about two hours after I meant to, I got the bus to my cousin(Alastair)'s house and we talked about homophobia, watched Annie Hall (very good film), ate nacho cheese popcorn, went to Nandos (my second time ever and it was delicious) and talked about homelessness. I then got the bus home and watched videos of comedians on Netflix with Lucy for a bit; read Josh's latest blog post about brooding characters in fiction (which was excellent); chatted to other Lucy on Skype about a boy she likes; held a glass of water at an angle for aaages so that Olive could drink out of it, even though she has a clean bowl of water on the floor, next to her food; and now I really, really need to go to bed so that I can go to sleep and get up in time for a financial meeting at 11am tomorrow... I am definitely catching up on Take Me Out first though!
*Dracula - really annoyed I didn't get it!
**1) Cast Away
2) X-Men
3) Notting Hill
Aren't they just SO clever?!
The pub quiz was fun, although I knew nearly nothing and quite a bit of cheating went on... One of the questions that I was really annoyed about not getting was: 'In which turn of the century novel does the protagonist alight at Whitby?'* If you know then well done, you're better educated than me/didn't drop English after AS... There were also three very clever cryptic clues to film titles, which were: **
1) The actors are not at home
2) They used to be masculine
3) West 11
The overall winners were team Quiz on My Face, which I thought was excellent. We also decided that an Esprit pub quiz would be fun so suggested it to the office and it's going to happen I think, which is very exciting!
The next day (February 29th) I had shift(!!!), which are really few and far between right now, and it was so much fun because there was basically nothing to do... There were six of us waiters all together and we arrived about twenty minutes before the actual catering company so we just sat in a meeting room on swivel chairs listening to This Is What Crazy Looks Like Via Text Messaging on Gabs' phone, which is, like it says, CRAZY! And also hilarious! After the chefs and the man running the event actually arrive, Sammie and I spent the next half hour helping the chefs, who were (unusually) lovely, to make canapes and then drifting around an office offering them to people. Then all the people at the party went home and we ate most of the remaining canapes and then finished an hour early. So that was good, although £6.75 less on my pay cheque next Friday...
Gabs and I were going the same way home so we talked about a Crimson Petal and the White night (BBC TV show starring Ramola Garai) which we've been vaguely trying to organise since last May! I really believe it's never going to happen...
Back at home, Lucy excitedly informed me that she had got Netflix and, after much searching, we decided to watch Dead Poet's Society. This is a film that I have vaguely known I should watch for years and I was completely blown away by it. I'm not going to go on about it (and I really could, because I have a lot of views about teaching and education and schools) but basically, everything that Robin Williams' character, Mr Keating, does in that film is right, and everything that all the other teachers and parents do is wrong and, sadly, I think there are still not enough teachers like Mr Keating and those that are like him are invariably not given the respect they deserve and are, in some cases, regarded with great suspicion. Anyway, watching it reminded me of how much I loved school and how much I respect teachers and how important I think that stage of a child's/young person's life is, and it made me seriously consider teaching as a possible career path. I've emailed some of my teachers from school and am gradually bringing myself round to the idea of doing a degree in something I'd want to teach; probably English. So that's all a bit weird really, as I've spent the past three years being determined never to enter any kind of academic institution ever again! I'm going to be doing a lot of mulling (of thoughts, not wine) over the next few weeks.
On Thursday, I sat outside with Olive, and she caught a mouse... I was aware of her dashing behind some cushions (that I was sitting on), a lot of panicked squeaking coming from just behind me and then she re-emerged holding a mouse between her teeth. I got as far as standing up with a view to maybe helping the mouse, and then just froze. The thoughts that ran through my head went something like: 'I should let nature run it's course, like David Attenborough, and it's probably injured anyway so I should just let her kill it. But she's killing it SO SLOWLY! She's put it down and is just watching it and, oh, now she's picked it up again, please kill it this time, it's got such pretty beady eyes, it's like they're stuck onto it. Maybe I should get a kitchen knife and kill it myself, but I don't think I can move... I'm going to ring my mum.' So I did that and she said: 'Oh, better just leave it.' and then brightly chattered away for the next ten minutes while I watched Olive toy with this poor mouse! It was probably one of the most intense experiences of my whole life. I then spent the rest of the day watching episodes of New Girl (best show ever), whilst feeling a little uncomfortable in Olive's presence.
The following day, I went to the Esprit office for some development training, which was really quite fun and I can now officially do silver service, lead team service, box a table and do a Windsor tie knot (although I actually knew how to do that anyway, due to a book called 81 Ways to Tie a Tie which my friend, Rebecca (probably my favourite person in the whole world), bought when we were in Year 11). This is all pretty exciting stuff. Next, I need to do bar training and then ambassador training and then I'll be super responsible and have to write feedback after shifts and be on £7.00 and hour!
Saturday was a lovely day in every respect. I met up with (another) Esprit friend, Joe, who is an excellent human being and we ate ice cream and walked around Regent's Park and chatted about how we really hate the question: 'What are you doing?' so resolved not to ask it to each other. We also talked about Cabaret because Joe is completely in love with it and we always talk about it, or at least sing something from it!
After parting ways at Baker Street station, I went to my brother's house to say goodbye to him (as he is going to Nigeria today for three weeks!) and to talk to him about my potential becoming an English teacher plans, which he was very encouraging about. Although I do wonder if that's partly because he's very pro Uni and proper jobs.
I then headed home and Lucy and I set off to Battersea Arts Centre to attend Nabokov Arts Club: Fable, which was one of the coolest things I've ever been to. There were basically all these different 15-30 minute performances going on in different rooms and once the performers had finished their stuff they just wondered around and went to other people's shows with everyone else. So it was just such a lovely and supportive vibe. We saw a little bit of this lady who sang and played the ukulele, who was really good, and a sort of dance piece called Dante or Die, which was very pretty, but didn't make any sense at all and seemed to be doing more for the actors than the audience. However, from then on in, everything was amazing! We saw a comedian called Patrick Magee doing a very amusing set about Aesop's fables (Lucy gave him her card so he could email her about doing Chatback and he gave us a picture of a seahorse that he'd drawn during the show, which Lucy and I planned to colour in and put up in our house, but Sofi didn't want us to...); an absolutely BRILLIANT twenty minute musical of a modernised Cinderella by Arthur Darvill (Rory in Doctor Who) and a beautiful, enchanting, magical (there aren't really enough good words to describe it) show done by a man who called himself Flying Dutchman Theatre. He had this lovely, boyish charm and enthusiasm and told a story called The Fantastical Tale of the Boy on the Run using pop up books! I have never seen an audience so enthralled. We hung on his every word with a child-like fascination and there was just something so pure and joyous about it (can you tell that I really liked this show?...), so you should absolutely, definitely go see it if you get the chance! I'm also pretty sure that he was looking at me when the boy told the magical flying pony to ask the carousel horse for his number because it's OK for girls to ask for guy's numbers, which made me feel very special! We then saw some spoken word and a short play by Jack Thorne, which were also very good.
On the various night buses home, we wrote reviews of the shows on Lucy's phone and spent most of the journey laughing hysterically at amusing auto corrects, the memory of a lady snorting during the Flying Dutchman's show, and the fact that the end of one our reviews read: 'hot, commanding, climax a bit weak'. Oh the mirth that late nights, cold and tiredness can bring!
This morning (as in after I got up so this afternoon really), I talked to my mum and then had a shower and Skyped my friend, Lucy (another Lucy), SIMULTANEOUSLY by putting my laptop on top of a saucepan that I put in the sink and leaving the shower door open a crack. An excellent time-saving device! I then talked to a hungover Mab and Tom via Facebook video call and had a productive conversation about making a British version of Bridesmaids, directing quality pornography (although I did point out that it might not be a good idea for me if I was going to be an English teacher and Tom said my name would have to not be affiliated with it, to which Mab pointed out that that would probably destroy the whole point) and making a documentary about Mab and Tom's life.
Eventually, about two hours after I meant to, I got the bus to my cousin(Alastair)'s house and we talked about homophobia, watched Annie Hall (very good film), ate nacho cheese popcorn, went to Nandos (my second time ever and it was delicious) and talked about homelessness. I then got the bus home and watched videos of comedians on Netflix with Lucy for a bit; read Josh's latest blog post about brooding characters in fiction (which was excellent); chatted to other Lucy on Skype about a boy she likes; held a glass of water at an angle for aaages so that Olive could drink out of it, even though she has a clean bowl of water on the floor, next to her food; and now I really, really need to go to bed so that I can go to sleep and get up in time for a financial meeting at 11am tomorrow... I am definitely catching up on Take Me Out first though!
*Dracula - really annoyed I didn't get it!
**1) Cast Away
2) X-Men
3) Notting Hill
Aren't they just SO clever?!
Tuesday 28 February 2012
Burgers, Balloons and Oscars!
Friday was a pretty excellent day. It turned out the Americans were actually staying with us so I watched Jeremy Kyle (most disgusting show ever) with them for a bit and had meatball scrambled eggs that Hannah made. My scrambled egg standards are preeetty high but I still enjoyed them!
They went off sightseeing in the afternoon and Georgia arrived a short while later, after failing to open our gate, with house warming gifts of toilet paper and home-made peanut butter, as well as a cylinder of helium and some balloons. We spent an enjoyable hour or so eating peanut butter sandwiches, blowing up balloons and talking about the phenomenon of trending and the internet, after which we made our way to Covent Garden (with our balloons!) to meet some friends for a Byron Burger date. I have never been to Byron Burger before and I will say now that I think I was missing out. I had medium to well done blue cheese burger with avocado and it was SO good! And the onion rings were amazing as well!
Unfortunately my Byron Burger experience was cut a little short because my friend, Abi (who I met at the Edinburgh Fringe festival and bonded with over a mutual infatuation with an American comedian) had got free tickets to a that evening's show at the Comedy Store. I was initially excited about this but as soon as I got there, and was told I had to leave my balloons in the cloakroom, I remembered how much I dislike it there. It just feels so unfriendly and the comedy's normally all about gender stereotypes and casual racism, which can be OK, but I always feel as though the audience isn't laughing at it ironically and it just doesn't feel very progressive. Maybe I'm just a bit of a snob and don't like anything that isn't a bit 'edgy' or 'alternative' (like a hipster of the comedy world) but I barely laughed throughout the whole night and resorted to staring into the glass of a picture frame plaiting my fringe to alleviate my boredom. Abi liked it though and it was also very nice to see her, so that's good.
On the way back to my house from the tube station a group of boys accosted me to ask if they could have some balloons which made me so happy! Any residual bitterness about my non-enjoyment of the show vanished in that moment.
Back at home I practiced my stand-up set for the first time in months and then put on my housework playlist on Spotify and sang and danced wildly amongst the remaining balloons. Eventually I fell asleep, woke up on the return of Lucy and the Americans, said hello to them and went back to sleep. Oh and I also did all my washing! Clothes and bedding!
The next day Hannah made sausage gravy for breakfast (very American apparently), which was delicious! I actually had two helpings... I then went to the Natural History Museum with them but had to leave after the pretend earthquake to go to Marie's for a pancake party. I definitely didn't wear enough clothes on the way there so I had to sit on a sofa for half an hour with a cup of Earl Grey tea before I could even attempt to be sociable. I did improve though and from then on the evening was lovely! Even being attacked by her GIANT cat was more exciting than anything. I managed to catch literally the last tube home and then played Hearts with the Americans before going to bed. The one sad thing was that I had to miss Josh's birthday party, which I felt terrible about!
Sunday was Oscar day and (after after the departure of our American friends, leaving Lucy, Olive and myself rather lonely and depressed) Lucy and I set to planning an Oscar party with Oscar nominated film themed food. Here is a list of what we had and what film it related to:
Yesterday (nearly caught up!) I met Kylie and Josh and my friend, Canavan in the Court on Tottenham Court Road and played a game and a half of Catan. I am currently Lord... This makes me extremely happy. I also consumed a lot of beer and drunkenly called a drunken Mab and Tom to talk to them about how great they are.
Today I am relaxing in the back garden (well, outside space...) with Olive, who is having a nice time sniffing everywhere. And then I'm pub quizzing later this evening with Kylie, Georgia and other Esprit friends Andrea and Chris. I'm very excited because I really, really love quizzes!
They went off sightseeing in the afternoon and Georgia arrived a short while later, after failing to open our gate, with house warming gifts of toilet paper and home-made peanut butter, as well as a cylinder of helium and some balloons. We spent an enjoyable hour or so eating peanut butter sandwiches, blowing up balloons and talking about the phenomenon of trending and the internet, after which we made our way to Covent Garden (with our balloons!) to meet some friends for a Byron Burger date. I have never been to Byron Burger before and I will say now that I think I was missing out. I had medium to well done blue cheese burger with avocado and it was SO good! And the onion rings were amazing as well!
Unfortunately my Byron Burger experience was cut a little short because my friend, Abi (who I met at the Edinburgh Fringe festival and bonded with over a mutual infatuation with an American comedian) had got free tickets to a that evening's show at the Comedy Store. I was initially excited about this but as soon as I got there, and was told I had to leave my balloons in the cloakroom, I remembered how much I dislike it there. It just feels so unfriendly and the comedy's normally all about gender stereotypes and casual racism, which can be OK, but I always feel as though the audience isn't laughing at it ironically and it just doesn't feel very progressive. Maybe I'm just a bit of a snob and don't like anything that isn't a bit 'edgy' or 'alternative' (like a hipster of the comedy world) but I barely laughed throughout the whole night and resorted to staring into the glass of a picture frame plaiting my fringe to alleviate my boredom. Abi liked it though and it was also very nice to see her, so that's good.
On the way back to my house from the tube station a group of boys accosted me to ask if they could have some balloons which made me so happy! Any residual bitterness about my non-enjoyment of the show vanished in that moment.
Back at home I practiced my stand-up set for the first time in months and then put on my housework playlist on Spotify and sang and danced wildly amongst the remaining balloons. Eventually I fell asleep, woke up on the return of Lucy and the Americans, said hello to them and went back to sleep. Oh and I also did all my washing! Clothes and bedding!
The next day Hannah made sausage gravy for breakfast (very American apparently), which was delicious! I actually had two helpings... I then went to the Natural History Museum with them but had to leave after the pretend earthquake to go to Marie's for a pancake party. I definitely didn't wear enough clothes on the way there so I had to sit on a sofa for half an hour with a cup of Earl Grey tea before I could even attempt to be sociable. I did improve though and from then on the evening was lovely! Even being attacked by her GIANT cat was more exciting than anything. I managed to catch literally the last tube home and then played Hearts with the Americans before going to bed. The one sad thing was that I had to miss Josh's birthday party, which I felt terrible about!
Sunday was Oscar day and (after after the departure of our American friends, leaving Lucy, Olive and myself rather lonely and depressed) Lucy and I set to planning an Oscar party with Oscar nominated film themed food. Here is a list of what we had and what film it related to:
- Cornbread - The Help (Southern American)
- Hotdogs - Moneyball and Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (New York)
- Pain au Chocolat and baguette- Midnight in Paris and The Artist (French)
- Pineapple - The Descendents (Hawaiian)
- Bread and wine - Tree of Life (religious)
- Lychees - We Need to Talk About Kevin (I haven't seen it but they are apparently very relevant)
- Sweets - Hugo (Children like sweets...)
- Jam doughnuts - War Horse (they ate a lot of jam during the First World War...)
Yesterday (nearly caught up!) I met Kylie and Josh and my friend, Canavan in the Court on Tottenham Court Road and played a game and a half of Catan. I am currently Lord... This makes me extremely happy. I also consumed a lot of beer and drunkenly called a drunken Mab and Tom to talk to them about how great they are.
Today I am relaxing in the back garden (well, outside space...) with Olive, who is having a nice time sniffing everywhere. And then I'm pub quizzing later this evening with Kylie, Georgia and other Esprit friends Andrea and Chris. I'm very excited because I really, really love quizzes!
Thursday 23 February 2012
Shifts, TV and Americans! And a Sore Tummy... :-(
So, I haven't updated in the last couple of days because I haven't been doing very much... There was work on Tuesday, lots of TV catch-up yesterday and then more work and 'chillin' with Americans today.
My Tuesday shift was very good fun because it was for one of the Brit Awards after parties and I was on cloakroom, so got to chat to all the the amusing drunk people and even got £4.50 in tips! I also got on really well with the girl, Ana,who was on cloakroom with me. We have planned to go to some comedy and dancing together.
Yesterday, I woke up extremely late, caught up on Upstairs, Downstairs (very good) and Call the Midwife (beautiful) and managed to completely ignore about ten minutes of violent banging going on downstairs. About two hours later I heard Lucy's grandma's voice in the kitchen and put some clothes on before going downstairs so she wouldn't think less of me. I had a nice chat with her and discovered that she had been banging because the doorbell wasn't working. So I told her I hadn't heard a thing because I'd been asleep, feeling inwardly very guilty... After she'd gone I put my pyjamas back on and spent the rest of the day finishing Sorority Girls (actually quite disturbing) and starting New Girl (AMAZING).
Today, did a lunch shift near Edgeware Road (and was relieved to see that a chef I once went on an embarrassing date with wasn't there). I finished Dead Famous on the way home and was relieved that (unusually for Ben Elton) it ended fairly happily and satisfactorily. Back at the house, Lucy introduced me to her American friend, Hannah, who said she was going to the pub to meet a group of other American friends (all men, most of them with beards, three of them just back from serving in Afghanistan) while Lucy was at work and that I was welcome to join them. So, after showering and changing into something more summery (it was SO warm today!) I sauntered along to the Falcon, espied them all easily, as they were the only people there, and let Hannah introduce me to them all. They all seemed quite lovely and one of them even kissed my hand, which was nice! They all talked in some kind of generic Scandinavian accent for most of the time so that people wouldn't think they were 'asshole Americans'.
After a while we all went back to the house and Hannah made amazing cheesy rice and I tried (and failed) to learn a New York accent, and then Lucy came home and made equally amazing pasta and meat balls and then I started to feel really ill (and just for the record, I had been feeling a bit ill since the night before. I wasn't suffering from trying to keep up with the American's drinking, as they suggested. I mean come on, I'm British, I know how to drink!) so I went to bed and didn't say bye to anyone. I feel a bit guilty about that now so I hope I see them again!
After lying in bed groaning and trying to go to sleep for a bit, I started complaining to Josh and Damien on Skype and Facebook respectively. They were both very sympathetic and indulged me in my love of Facebook chat emoticons/were equally as excited about them as I was! Eventually we all had a Skype conference call and watched the first episode of Bucky O'Hare. It ended on a massive cliffhanger and we were going to watch the next episode but a) I was tired and b) Lucy came in and told me to be quiet because Sofi was sleeping (I'd had headphones in and had forgotten my voice still made a noise) so, much to Josh's disappointment, I left the conversation, which I felt quite guilty about. Seriously, so much guilt over the past few days! I really would make quite a good Catholic...
Anyway, I still feel ill and it's very late so sleep time. I really hope I feel better by tomorrow because my friend, Georgia's coming round and I need to tidy my room!
My Tuesday shift was very good fun because it was for one of the Brit Awards after parties and I was on cloakroom, so got to chat to all the the amusing drunk people and even got £4.50 in tips! I also got on really well with the girl, Ana,who was on cloakroom with me. We have planned to go to some comedy and dancing together.
Yesterday, I woke up extremely late, caught up on Upstairs, Downstairs (very good) and Call the Midwife (beautiful) and managed to completely ignore about ten minutes of violent banging going on downstairs. About two hours later I heard Lucy's grandma's voice in the kitchen and put some clothes on before going downstairs so she wouldn't think less of me. I had a nice chat with her and discovered that she had been banging because the doorbell wasn't working. So I told her I hadn't heard a thing because I'd been asleep, feeling inwardly very guilty... After she'd gone I put my pyjamas back on and spent the rest of the day finishing Sorority Girls (actually quite disturbing) and starting New Girl (AMAZING).
Today, did a lunch shift near Edgeware Road (and was relieved to see that a chef I once went on an embarrassing date with wasn't there). I finished Dead Famous on the way home and was relieved that (unusually for Ben Elton) it ended fairly happily and satisfactorily. Back at the house, Lucy introduced me to her American friend, Hannah, who said she was going to the pub to meet a group of other American friends (all men, most of them with beards, three of them just back from serving in Afghanistan) while Lucy was at work and that I was welcome to join them. So, after showering and changing into something more summery (it was SO warm today!) I sauntered along to the Falcon, espied them all easily, as they were the only people there, and let Hannah introduce me to them all. They all seemed quite lovely and one of them even kissed my hand, which was nice! They all talked in some kind of generic Scandinavian accent for most of the time so that people wouldn't think they were 'asshole Americans'.
After a while we all went back to the house and Hannah made amazing cheesy rice and I tried (and failed) to learn a New York accent, and then Lucy came home and made equally amazing pasta and meat balls and then I started to feel really ill (and just for the record, I had been feeling a bit ill since the night before. I wasn't suffering from trying to keep up with the American's drinking, as they suggested. I mean come on, I'm British, I know how to drink!) so I went to bed and didn't say bye to anyone. I feel a bit guilty about that now so I hope I see them again!
After lying in bed groaning and trying to go to sleep for a bit, I started complaining to Josh and Damien on Skype and Facebook respectively. They were both very sympathetic and indulged me in my love of Facebook chat emoticons/were equally as excited about them as I was! Eventually we all had a Skype conference call and watched the first episode of Bucky O'Hare. It ended on a massive cliffhanger and we were going to watch the next episode but a) I was tired and b) Lucy came in and told me to be quiet because Sofi was sleeping (I'd had headphones in and had forgotten my voice still made a noise) so, much to Josh's disappointment, I left the conversation, which I felt quite guilty about. Seriously, so much guilt over the past few days! I really would make quite a good Catholic...
Anyway, I still feel ill and it's very late so sleep time. I really hope I feel better by tomorrow because my friend, Georgia's coming round and I need to tidy my room!
Tuesday 21 February 2012
A relaxing evening, and fun as a gorilla!
It's not after breakfast because I woke up late and now Goscha, the cleaner, is here, but never mind. I'll just wait until she's gone and then think about making pancakes (because it is Pancake Day today!!) but end up having pasta, or a fried egg sandwich. Both of which are lovely, so I'm not complaining! I shall then shower and dress and head to Wapping pier to do my second waitressing shift since returning to London. Maybe there'll be pancakes there...
So that's today so far, now back to yesterday! Lucy's friend, Louise, sent out a Facebook plea asking for extras for a Sport Relief video on Monday 23rd February and I said I'd do it. A couple of days before I got a text telling me the location and to be there at 10.30am. So, at 10 o'clock yesterday morning, I duly set off to the address they had sent me. It was on the most residential street I've ever seen and I got a bit worried I was in the wrong place. But then I noticed a van full of equipment in the driveway and the front door was open a jar and I could just make out two pantomime horses dancing in the reception room. I knocked gingerly, was greeted by a nice man called Nick and was led through to the living room where there were already a few other people and which was strewn with party costumes. Having introduced myself to the other extras (who were all third year musical theatre students), the wardrobe lady started sorting out what we were going to wear and, after lamenting the lack of feminine costumes, apologetically handed me a gorilla suit, which turned out to be surprisingly comfortable! As well as me and the horses, there was also a pink lady, a skeleton, Captain America, Elvis, a bumble bee and a banana. The gist of the sketch is that a group of young people are at a costume party and the pantomime horses start dancing and then start 'shagging' and the male horses head falls off to reveal the pink lady's dad underneath and everyone leaves in disgust. As a sort of subplot I had to chase the banana around as well. My face was sweating so much by the end! Being in a gorilla mask is a tricky business. Fortunately, we got a substantial lunch break where we all taken to an Italian restaurant!
Once all the filming had come to an end I set off home on my own. At the traffic lights, four of the musical theatre students caught up with me and all hugged me goodbye and took my name to add me on Facebook, which made me so happy!
So that's today so far, now back to yesterday! Lucy's friend, Louise, sent out a Facebook plea asking for extras for a Sport Relief video on Monday 23rd February and I said I'd do it. A couple of days before I got a text telling me the location and to be there at 10.30am. So, at 10 o'clock yesterday morning, I duly set off to the address they had sent me. It was on the most residential street I've ever seen and I got a bit worried I was in the wrong place. But then I noticed a van full of equipment in the driveway and the front door was open a jar and I could just make out two pantomime horses dancing in the reception room. I knocked gingerly, was greeted by a nice man called Nick and was led through to the living room where there were already a few other people and which was strewn with party costumes. Having introduced myself to the other extras (who were all third year musical theatre students), the wardrobe lady started sorting out what we were going to wear and, after lamenting the lack of feminine costumes, apologetically handed me a gorilla suit, which turned out to be surprisingly comfortable! As well as me and the horses, there was also a pink lady, a skeleton, Captain America, Elvis, a bumble bee and a banana. The gist of the sketch is that a group of young people are at a costume party and the pantomime horses start dancing and then start 'shagging' and the male horses head falls off to reveal the pink lady's dad underneath and everyone leaves in disgust. As a sort of subplot I had to chase the banana around as well. My face was sweating so much by the end! Being in a gorilla mask is a tricky business. Fortunately, we got a substantial lunch break where we all taken to an Italian restaurant!
Once all the filming had come to an end I set off home on my own. At the traffic lights, four of the musical theatre students caught up with me and all hugged me goodbye and took my name to add me on Facebook, which made me so happy!
At home, I made tofu stir-fry; had a Skype chat with Josh about how bad all pornography is (in that it features a complete lack of foreplay and is therefore not very erotic, which kind of defeats the point) and came to the conclusion that I should start making it; laughed at Mrs Cochrane(my German teacher at school)'s Facebook status: This Panorama programme about alcohol which I am currently watching is very sobering! and then had a comment conversation about how giving up alcohol would be nice but sometimes only wine will do; read an hilarious script for a Youtube show that Mab and Tom had written; watched My Online Stalker with Lucy and Sofi, which was scary because her boyfriend was completely crazy and only got two months in prison; had a Skype conversation with my friend, Katy, in Australia who I haven't seen since October and watched the fourth episode of Sorority Girls.
So, over all, a very nice day.
Monday 20 February 2012
Lord of the Rings and Pizza Love!
So I wrote nothing yesterday, not because my day was devoid of interest (come on, my days are always interesting), but because a) it was Sunday and I decided to avoid anything that remotely seemed like any kind of work and b) I had a lot of TV to catch up on! Only a small proportion of which I managed to watch in the end, having been distracted by an invitation to watch Lord of the Rings in West Finchley.
The reason for this invitation has a bit of a back story which I shall proceed to relate (in bullet points):
The reason for this invitation has a bit of a back story which I shall proceed to relate (in bullet points):
- I have a friend called Mab who lived next door me for 8 years of my childhood, until I was 10, when she moved to Toronto, Canada.
- Over the years, as is wont to happen, we communicated less and less.
- After finishing school, Mab went travelling around Europe and, in December, went to stay with an old school friend, Tom, and his family, where she's been ever since.
- The three of us (and another friend, Jack) all found that we got on extremely well and decided to call ourselves Team Secret Society of Us (this isn't actually relevant to this story but I'm sure it will be in the future so thought I'd throw it in).
- Mab re-introduced me to Settlers of Catan, first introduced to me by a couple of Australian friends (and I am just going to name drop and say that it's the boys from the band, The Axis of Awesome that I'm referring to here. If you don't know what I'm talking about you should Youtube them because they're really great).
- I was with Mab for her birthday so we decided that she should come to London and stay with me for mine. So, on the Thursday before I turned 20, I picked up Mab from Victoria coach station (an hour late, but lets not dwell on that...)
- On Friday, we went to the Tate Modern (with Settlers of Catan), where we met my friend, Josh (who I know through my waiting agency). We immediately sat down in the cafe, ordered two bottles of wine and played Catan for four hours.
- Josh eventually said he had to go meet his friends at a Bavarian drinking tavern in Old Street and, in our hazy, wine-fuelled states, Mab and I decided to go too.
- Once there we had meatball and Bratwurst and beer and then Josh's friends (Damian, Henry and Jay) arrived and we had more beer and then we had more beer and then we had vodka shots with sherbet and then Mab and I drunkenly discussed the fact that we didn't think we could pay for any of this. So, after my card got declined four times, the boys (but particularly Damian) paid for everything and we felt so bad! I felt so bad that I told Damian to write his bank details in my diary, but he wrote down his mobile number instead.
Lots of other stuff happened that weekend but that's all the relevant stuff. The Lord of the Rings invite was from Damian, and Henry, Jay and Josh were also there and it was so much fun! I arrived late so only saw the second half of Fellowship and then only the first half of Two Towers but it didn't matter. We ate popcorn and drank cordial and made inappropriate jokes all the way through. We managed to cover homosexuality, patriarchy, necrophilia and paedophilia, but we're saving incest 'til next time...
My next stop was a new material night at the Hen and Chickens in Islington, which I took a ridiculously circular route to, and on the tube I saw two people eating a pizza and began to have major cravings! These cravings lasted throughout the show and were only satisfied when Lucy (who was also there) dropped me off at a pizza takeaway an hour later. I can honestly say that was one of the best pizzas I've ever had in my life. But I'm getting ahead of myself... before that there was the comedy show, which was hilarious! Naz Osmanoglu was compering and Nish Kumar, Allnutt and Simpson and Wittank (Naz's sketch group) were the acts. Apparently Mark from Wittank did Naz's set at the beginning and it was really funny but, due to my unintentional detour, I missed it, which was a little disappointing, but everything else was so good that I didn't mind too much. Nish's set was beautifully told and perfectly well timed; Allnutt and Simpson's sketches were wonderful (particularly one about being big headed) and Wittank were full of energy and sparkle as usual.
So, back to the pizza! I ate it on the Hammersmith and City Line train and threw the empty box away at Baker Street. As I walked onto the northbound Bakerloo line platform I saw (and heard) three young people sitting on a bench singing Three Little Birds (Don't Worry About a Thing) a capella. It was so beautiful, and quite emotional. And then a random man sat next to me and asked if I'd enjoyed my pizza. Terror flickered across my face for a moment before I realised he must have been on the same train as me earlier and I politely told him that it had been delicious and then stared stonily ahead of me until the train arrived.
Back at home I had a Skype conversation with my friend, Lucy W (not housemate Lucy), watched Take Me Out, Take Me Out: The Gossip and the third episode of Sorority Girls. They were all excellent and I would have watched way more had I not been very tired and painfully aware that I needed to be up before 9.30am the next day. The next day in question (which is of course today) actually turned out to be rather fun, and a little bit surreal, but I shall talk about that tomorrow, after breakfast...
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