Sorry, but it is. I have just been to Sidmouth with my mother, to see my Aunt, and there are NUTTERS everywhere.
CLEARLY the elderly simply go there to die, and the deckchairs are probably full of corpses at the end of each sunlit day. I experienced a pre-death nutter yesterday, in a gawwjus lil' gift shop full of quaint loveliness named "All Things Bright And Beautiful".
I was talking about the Daily Mail to my Aunt, and it was just general chat UNTIL Nutter Number One grabbed my arm (yes, she actually touched me) and said "Oh they are far right, aren't they?" then went on this very disconcerting rant about political ignorance in the youth today, stated her awe at my future studying of Government & Politics at A-Level, assumed my Aunt was my mother and FINALLY let us, smirking and giggling, out of her vice. We escaped, just, with bruises on our arms and mouths aching from trying not to laugh.
It was BONKERS.
The rest of our trip was relatively un-fucking-weird, and I enjoyed the seaside overall. But... Sidmouth? WEIRD.
Tuesday, 22 December 2009
Sunday, 13 December 2009
Bon apres-midi, toulemondes...
...d'accord. Excuse mon francais, s'il vous plait - je sais c'est terrible. Et c'est de babelfish.com, donc je suis tres desole.
Oh fuck it, I like french but that was getting complicated. I'll try again another day (year). Anyway - this is a show-off blog post. Because I have been PRODUCTIVE. Babelfish says it is 'productif' in french, but I doubt their ability and knowledge, to be frank.
Would you like a list of my productivity? I'm sure you would:
1. I have followed Dixy's advice and created a 'revision zone' in my room. Admittedly, I am just blogging and facebooking in my 'revision zone' (speech bunnies are required whenever this phrase is said aloud), but the principle is still there.
2. I made some BANANA BREAD. I don't much like banana bread, but I had a dream that the food teacher in our school made some for me, and I woke up with a craving. Unfortunately, in the dream it had chocolate in it and was simply just CALLED Banana Bread. However, I trusted my subconscious and made the bread. And it's actually pretty nice stuff.
3. I have organised all my books/revision textbooks/sheets into magazine boxes. Unfortunately I am taking nine exams, and the desk will only take about seven. But there you go. Again, it is the principle.
4. My room is spotless. It's really lovely, and the cat has been curled up on the bed ALL day (and all night; she slept on my feet!) and there are fairy lights up and it's all wonderful. I have a lovely view from my window, too. Okay, so it's a cemetery. But it helps me focus on wanting to do things before I get there. I'll pose the biggest problem to you, however: the normal answer to "You've got noisy neighbours, who you gonna call?" is the police. Us? Ghostbusters.
5. I tidied downstairs too. Then messed it up, but managed to blackmail mama into re-tidying it, because I tidied it the first time. Mwaha.
And numero SIX is: I've written loads of my script :) I've gone all supersticious about it though, and won't read it back through, and I have to write in certain colours. Okay, that sounded LESS weird in my head than it does in black and off-white. Never mind :)
Anyway, have a LOVELY Sunday, I'll no doubt blog later. Or not. Who knows? I don't.
Au revoir,
Kate (:
Oh fuck it, I like french but that was getting complicated. I'll try again another day (year). Anyway - this is a show-off blog post. Because I have been PRODUCTIVE. Babelfish says it is 'productif' in french, but I doubt their ability and knowledge, to be frank.
Would you like a list of my productivity? I'm sure you would:
1. I have followed Dixy's advice and created a 'revision zone' in my room. Admittedly, I am just blogging and facebooking in my 'revision zone' (speech bunnies are required whenever this phrase is said aloud), but the principle is still there.
2. I made some BANANA BREAD. I don't much like banana bread, but I had a dream that the food teacher in our school made some for me, and I woke up with a craving. Unfortunately, in the dream it had chocolate in it and was simply just CALLED Banana Bread. However, I trusted my subconscious and made the bread. And it's actually pretty nice stuff.
3. I have organised all my books/revision textbooks/sheets into magazine boxes. Unfortunately I am taking nine exams, and the desk will only take about seven. But there you go. Again, it is the principle.
4. My room is spotless. It's really lovely, and the cat has been curled up on the bed ALL day (and all night; she slept on my feet!) and there are fairy lights up and it's all wonderful. I have a lovely view from my window, too. Okay, so it's a cemetery. But it helps me focus on wanting to do things before I get there. I'll pose the biggest problem to you, however: the normal answer to "You've got noisy neighbours, who you gonna call?" is the police. Us? Ghostbusters.
5. I tidied downstairs too. Then messed it up, but managed to blackmail mama into re-tidying it, because I tidied it the first time. Mwaha.
And numero SIX is: I've written loads of my script :) I've gone all supersticious about it though, and won't read it back through, and I have to write in certain colours. Okay, that sounded LESS weird in my head than it does in black and off-white. Never mind :)
Anyway, have a LOVELY Sunday, I'll no doubt blog later. Or not. Who knows? I don't.
Au revoir,
Kate (:
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