Tuesday, 31 December 2013

The 2014 52 Week Cash Challenge

This is something that I am going to attempt to do, although I have altered it slightly.

I first came across the 52 Week Cash Challenge via a friend who is on benefits, the reason I mention this will become obvious later in this post.

The idea is that you find an empty jar or pot, and at the start, or end, of week 1, you add £1 to this jar; week 2 you add £2; week 3, £3 and so on until week 52.


Unfortunately, this means that over the last 4 weeks of the challenge you would have to put away £202 (£49 + £50 + £51 + £52), now I work full time and can't afford to put this much money away in just one month, so the fact that someone on benefits can means there is something wrong somewhere.

So, my little tweaks are - I am using a bank account instead of a jar, this is so that I can get a little bit of interest; and my amounts will be - week 1 £1, week 2 £52, week 3 £2, week 4 £51 and so on.  I know I could just put £26.50 per week away, but this makes saving more fun and will make me more likely to carry on with it.

Is anyone else thinking of having a go?

Friday, 27 December 2013

Well it wasn't the day out that we planned!

I had booked today off work, I really couldn't face the journey which is an hour+ each way on the bus, so we (me, Mum, Dad and the dog) decided to go to Batsford Arboretum for the day.  Bess likes it at Batsford as she always gets lots of fuss from the staff as she walks through the garden centre.

We packed a bag with some sandwiches, turkey naturally, and filled a couple of flasks and off we went.  I had checked the website and twitter feed and there was no mention of the arboretum being closed, in fact the twitter feed was encouraging people to visit to walk off the Christmas calories.

We arrived shortly after 10am (it takes about an hour to get there from here) and just as we arrived the heavens opened! The rain was so heavy we couldn't even see out of the car windows so we had a cuppa whilst we waited for it to clear.

Eventually the skies cleared and we were able to get out of the car.  You have to enter the Arboretum through the garden centre and cafe (surprise), we walked through the building to find a notice advising that the Arboretum was closed due to the weather (bearing in mind that at 10am, the centre had tweeted that they were open and to come down).  

So back we went to the car.

We then headed off to Broadway Tower, and boy, was it windy there!  We had a little walk round, it was really too windy to be out too long.  



We had an early lunch and then set off again, this time to Evesham Country Park.

I may have bought myself a pair of boots costing £75 there.  I also bought some Irish Coffee glasses.

We headed back home via Hilltop Garden Centre.  As we were leaving, the skies had gone really dark and there was a terrific rumble of thunder.  I hurried back to the car in case Bess was scared to find her totally oblivious and snoring her head off.

By the time Dad got back to the car, it had started hailing, REALLY hailing, within minutes it was laying on the ground almost an inch thick.

The hail soon turned to sleet and then just to rain, by the time we eventually got home it had stopped.

So despite the day not panning out as we had planned, it was quite an exciting day!

Tuesday, 24 December 2013

The Pros and Cons of being Single at Christmas.

I'm feeling a bit (more) fed up (than usual) at the minute, so to cheer myself up I started to list the pros of being single at this family oriented time of the year, then added the cons to make sure I was still ahead.



So here goes

Pros
  • I don't have to worry about the cost of Christmas
  • I don't have to think about what to buy people
  • I don't have the last minute 'did I get the right thing/enough stuff' panic
  • I don't have to decide whose house to go to for dinner
  • I don't have to put a tree up because there is no-one to see it
  • I don't have to share the chocolates with anyone
Cons
  • I don't have anyone's face to watch when they open their gifts
  • I don't have anyone to cuddle up with after a hard day's preparation
  • I don't have a smiling face to wake up to
  • I don't have anyone to share the chocolates with
  • I don't have anyone to go for a cheeky drink with whilst doing the shopping
I am hoping next year that I won't have to worry about being single for Christmas, but then again I said that last year.  

So, everyone out there who does have someone to spend Christmas with, enjoy yourselves and make sure they know how much you appreciate them.


Friday, 20 December 2013

Christmas Songs

Much as I don't particularly enjoy Christmas, I do like some of the music that is associated with it.

Here is a selection.

The Muppet Christmas Carol - Ebeneezer Scrooge: I love this, in fact it is my ring tone



Nativity! - Sparkle and Shine: It was ages before I actually watched this film, yes it was filmed in my city (Coventry), my former school (Coventry School - Bablake, used in the film as Oakmoor School) and a former workplace (I had a brief stint at the Cathedral), but it was about kids.  I eventually watched it and was hooked, tears were streaming down my face.  And who couldn't love Bob!


The Pogues and Kirsty MacColl - Fairytale of New York:  I can't find anything wrong with this track, I like the Pogues and I thought Kirtsy MacColl was great and yet another talent taken before their time.



The Waitresses - Christmas Wrapping: I know it is officially the countdown to Christmas when I hear this.


David Essex - A Winter's Tale


Slade - Merry Christmas Everybody: Will get everyone up and dancing, every time!



Queen - Thank God It's Christmas: I couldn't not put this in!


and finally, something a bit more serious

Greg Lake - I Believe in Father Christmas.


Sunday, 15 December 2013

Sunday Night Mash Up

Monday saw my final exam of this sitting, you may have seen my post from Tuesday about this.  Now I have the long wait for my results on the 8th of February.

Tuesday was our department Christmas lunch, it was also Secret Santa day.  Or should that be 'Secret Santa for now but we will work out who bought what by the end of lunch day'.  I received a book of horror stories, bookmarks and a handmade necklace (black heart, black cord, silver fittings), I was very pleased.

Friday night was our office Christmas Party.  We held it at the Village Hotel, it was a Willy Wonka themed event, we entered the room by crossing a bridge over a chocolate river, the compere was dressed as Willy Wonka (the Gene Wilder version, not Johnny Depp) and some of the servers were dressed as Oompa Loompas.

There was a quiz to take part in, on the screens (which were showing Charlie and The Chocolate Factory on continuous loop) a question was flashed up at regular intervals, mostly about identifying different sweets and biscuits.  And we won!  The prize was a bottle of perry, so a round of brandies later and we were all drinking, for intents and purposes, brandy and babycham.

After the meal we moved back out into the bar area where the disco was set up, I have no idea what time we left!

I had treated myself to an Upper Deck room and paid for a snack pack.  The bed was so comfortable I wasnted to bring it home with me.

I discovered once I had got back to my room that I had lost my phone.  I contacted reception the next morning and it had been handed in, so thank you to whoever did that.






Saturday morning I was a little worse for wear to say the least, but the Full English Breakfast and jug of coffee helped!

I am not looking forward to weigh in on Tuesday.

Friday, 13 December 2013

A Morning in Norwich.

I spent a few hours (and a few pounds) in Norwich a couple of weekends ago, it is very much a city of opposites.  Designer stores rub shoulders with Primark, jewellery shops with security guards on the doors sit between charity shops, stockbrokers are surrounded by market stalls.

There also seems to be a lot of Gentleman's Clubs on the walk from the train station to the city centre, great expanses of black glass and chrome.  I saw some of the 'artistes' leave as I was walking past at 9.30 in the morning.

I didn't realise that there was a castle in Norwich so I was surprised to see signs to one so I decided to check it out.



The first impression is somewhat spoiled by the huge glass lift.







This is a view from, and of, the balcony running around the inside of the walls.

You can access the garderobes from the balcony, I did, and I have the bump on the head to prove it!  There are signs up telling you that the ceiling is low, what they don't tell you is that it gets lower.

In the lower level of the keep, there is a display retelling the stories of the people who were held there when it was a prison.  It wasn't gory enough for me, I was looking forward to reading stories of torture.  But there were dressing up outfits for children.

Further into the castle there are several permanent displays - there is an Egyptian room, natural history (including bones and teeth from mammoths) and several others.  There is also a cafe and, of course, a gift shop.

After the castle, I had a wander around the shops, and there are hundreds of them!  I really wasn't expecting anything much and was pleasantly surprised.  I will go back again for another visit, but I would definitely allow myself more time.


















Tuesday, 10 December 2013

Exam Week 2

So this week has seen the second sitting of my ACCA journey, and my feelings about the exams are the same as previously.

Three hours is far too long.

If you know your stuff, then the answers will flow and you can be easily finished in under two hours.

If you don't know your stuff you answer what you can and then stare at the walls, the floor, the person in front of you until the end of the exam.

You should be allowed to leave when you have done what you can.

If the ACCA insist that the exams remain at three hours, then you should be able to leave when you feel you have completed the script to the best of your ability.

It can't be any more distracting to other candidates for someone to leave than it is to see them apparently asleep at their desk.

Constant trips to the toilet.

Most of the candidates sitting the exams are early twenties, in some cases late teens, and yet they seem to find it impossible to sit through the exam without going to the toilet at least once.

This is a photo I took after the exam, you can see the corner of my desk at the bottom of the picture, the door you can see is the door out to the toilets.  And yes, it was annoying when people were constantly passing me.



Tiny Desks

The desks really are small, the question paper and answer paper are both A4 size and there isn't room on the desk to open both out fully, they have to be folded back on themselves.

Still, they are over now, thank goodness, results are due out on the 8th February.

Friday, 6 December 2013

A Not So Grand Day Out or How A Full Day Can Still Be Boring. Pt 2

When Dad returned with Bess we had our lunch but I think that Dad was beginning to realise how fed up Mum and I were so we packed up the car and headed off into Mablethorpe.

I loved Mablethorpe and have spent many a happy day there when I was younger, on the beach or wandering around the 'sell everything' stores so typical of the English seaside town, or in the little arcades trying to win something on the penny-falls machines.

But as we walked into the town I could have cried.  The Mablethorpe of my youth was no more.  The little town was now a mass of huge arcades and factory outlet shops.  Even the people walking round were different and seem to have changed to suit the new facilities, I will leave it to your imagination to work out what I mean.

We walked up onto the Prom and along the sea front.  Bess decided to have a wee right in the middle of the pavement, but frankly, it did not seem out of place.

There had been some attempts to brighten up the front, several brightly coloured changing huts had been erected.





We made it to the Queen's Park end of the Prom and had a coffee at the cafe there.  It felt much nicer at that end of the town.

We then set off home, stopping on the way to have another sandwich and a drink.  It was a very long day, and one that I will not be repeating!

Tuesday, 3 December 2013

Lose a Stone for Christmas/Pounds for Pounds

I didn't post last week as I wasn't very well.  I don't know if it was something I ate that disagreed with me, or I picked a 24 hour thing, either way I got in from work and went straight to bed.

This week saw the start of my exams, so chocolate has been a staple part of my diet, somehow I only managed to put 1/4lb back on.  Maybe stress is a weightloss accelerator.

I have two more exams before my next weigh in, so fingers crossed for both my remaining exams and my weigh in.





Goal: 14lbs
Lost last week: 0.75lbs
Total lost: 8.25lbs
Still to lose: 5.75lbs


Goal: 14lbs
Lost this week: 0.25lbs GAIN
Total lost: 8.00lbs
Still to lose: 6.00lbs



Sunday, 1 December 2013

Sunday Night Mash Up

Tomorrow sees the first of my three exams for this sitting and the closer it gets, the less confident I feel!  I will be getting into town nice and early (in case there are any bus issues) and treating myself to a coffee before I check in to the exam hall.

Not much to report this week really.  I have had a few laughs, I have had a few strops.  I have got annoyed at some blog posts I have read, but I daresay people get annoyed at some of mine so no harm done, and I certainly wouldn't criticise anyone for getting their views out there, we are all entitled to an opinion.

There was a horrible accident in Glasgow this week.  A helicopter crashed into the roof of a popular pub and unfortunately eight people were killed and many more injured.  It was just an awful thing.

On a happier note, the busy period for us compers has started.  Yes, Advents.  Hundreds and hundreds of competitions to be entered on a daily basis until the big day.  I am selective and don't enter them all as many are not relevant to me, but I think it takes as long to sort through them as it would to just enter them all.



Good luck to everyone taking part in the advents.


And good luck to everyone sitting or resitting the ACCA F5 Performance Management exam tomorrow.


A final note for tonight, I bought some fish from Iceland called Basa, I had never heard of it but thought I would give it a try and it was lovely.  I am just having the second piece out of the box of two and whilst eating decided to google it to find out more about the fish.  I discovered it is a catfish, or at least of the catfish family, and I have gone right off it and left most of the piece I had cooked.  I don't know why catfish is such an issue, I love shark and swordfish.

I blame Jeremy Wade.

Friday, 29 November 2013

Christmas, Love it or Loathe it?

Christmas is coming, the goose is getting fat...

And I am getting grumpy.

I am not a fan of Christmas and haven't been for years.  I loved it as a child, making paper chains, covering the house, and the dog, in glitter, glitter which you were still emptying out of the vacuum cleaner at Easter, putting the tree up, putting the cards up, I even enjoyed wrapping presents.

But as I got older I started enjoying it less and less.  And any enjoyment I still had was knocked out of me by four Christmases working in retail.





As I was single and childless, I was obviously available to do every late night.  Occasionally, the late nights were planned ahead, but a lot of the time we would be informed on the 5pm regional conference call that we had to stay open until 10pm because M&S were, or Next were.  A 10pm close meant the earliest we would be out would be 10.30pm.  Being a manager I was paid for 40 hours regardless of whether I worked 40 hours or 140 hours.

Because of the hours I was working in the run up to Christmas culminating in a late night finish Christmas Eve to get ready for the Boxing Day sale, and an extra early start Boxing Day, I used to spend most of Christmas Day asleep, going to Mum and Dad's to open presents and eat lunch and then back home again. 

Mum and Dad started going to Germany for Christmas and did this for a couple of years.  The first year I spent Christmas Day with a pizza and the telly, the next year I went to a friend's house.  

I have been away for Christmas too, but I went to Spain, but it really is expensive to go.

There are adverts every Christmas reminding us to think of the old people whose only company will be the television, it's not only the older generation who can be alone.  In the past I have gone nearly a fortnight without speaking to anyone.  This was after I had been made redundant, Mum and Dad had gone on holiday on the Saturday, I had to attend the Job Centre on the Monday and I didn't see or speak to anyone then until Mum and Dad got back.

Even now, other than work and college I don't see anyone other than a couple of times a year.

I do think Christmas is for families and groups.  As a single person you do feel very left out.  I said last year that I did not want to spend this Christmas as a single person like I have all my previous 41 Christmases and New Years.  But I am.

I have volunteered to work this year, if I am going to be alone, I may as well be alone in the office using their heating and lighting as using mine!




Sunday, 24 November 2013

Sunday Night Mash Up

This week I have been in Birmingham again on the second of my revision courses for ACCA.  It was a four day course this time and I felt so drained at the end.

Tomorrow I have a Question Based Day (QBD) in preparation of next Monday's exam.  I don't really rate the QBDs but they are included in my course fee so I go.  On a QBD you sit an exam, but you do it question by question to exam timing.

You do the first question, that is then whisked away for marking whilst you complete the second.  You then get the marked papers for the first question back and then do the third, and so on.

Now in an exam, you can do the questions in any order, in fact this is encouraged.  So you choose your strongest topics and work down to your weakest.  In a QBD if you can't answer a particular question, there is no coming back to it, you just sit there panicing!.

Because I have been in Birmingham, nothing much else has gone on.

Apart from last night was the much awaited and much hyped Day Of The Doctor.  And I was a bit disappointed.  It seemed such an opportunity lost.  And, spoilers sweetie, why was it that John Hurt's Doctor appeared to be regenerating?  Wouldn't he already have done that?  Surely it should have been Matt Smith who changed?


This week, apart from tomorrow, I am back at work so normal service resumes.  Tuesday is weigh in number 3 for the Pounds for Pounds charity weight loss, I am not expecting a weight loss this week, I will be happy with staying the same as last week!

Silent Sunday - 24/11/13




Friday, 22 November 2013

The Consort Hotel, Wymondham, Norfolk.

I have posted about this hotel before on a couple of occasions.  I have now stayed on three separate occasions, once with the previous owners and twice with the current owners.



The first time I stayed I received entry codes a couple of days before my booking.  I had a single room and I loved it, it was on the first floor and so very quiet.  The hotel did not have a full time staff, just part time for breakfast and cleaning/preparing the rooms. It wasn't a problem, the room was spotless and the breakfast fantastic.  

A year later I stayed for the second time, the hotel had now been taken over.  Reception was now covered until 10pm every day. The breakfast room was now leased out to an independent restaurant The Marrakesh and so breakfast, if booked, was served in the bar area.

On this visit, I had again booked a single room but was upgraded to a double.  There was a huge bed, two seater settee and a single chair, two tables, wardrobe and chest of drawers, a television bigger than the one in my living room, and the usual tea and coffee making facilities.  This time I was on the second floor which was even more quiet.

The third visit was definitely not the charm.

Having left the house at 10.30am I finally arrived just after 4pm, it's a long journey from home involving three trains, two tube journeys and a walk up the hill to the hotel.  The receptionist was talking to a man in the lounge so I waited until she came back to the desk.  

I asked to check in and she told me that the man who had had the room before me always leaves his case in the room and then comes back later for it, according to their website, check out is 11am, so why he is allowed to leave his case in the room until it suits him I don't know.  She said that she would check whether he had done this.

There was a young man at the reception with her and he opened up the laptop in front of him, he clicked a few buttons and brought up a picture of a room 

"This room?" he asked the receptionist, "Yes", she replied "I can't see his case, I will have to go and check".  So evidently this was a live feed which meant that THERE WERE CAMERAS IN THE BEDROOMS!!!  Is this not illegal?

This time the room I was given was on the ground floor, the wall behind my headboard was the wall of the bar lounge.

I was informed that there was a party booked into the bar but "as I always go out" it won't be a problem.  I think always go out is a bit of a stretch.  The last time I stayed here I didn't go any further than the local co-op to get sandwiches, wine and chocolate the first night, the second night I had been to a 4 year old's birthday party and was back by 8pm absolutely exhausted!

The party itself wasn't an issue to begin with, despite it being held just the other side of the wall, it was nothing really more than a murmur.  Unfortunately, my room was right by the back door and the favoured area for the smokers to stand to smoke and continue the party.

At 10.20pm the music suddenly ramped up, I am guessing the receptionist had left.  This went on until just after 11pm.

I then had nearly two hours of the hoover being bashed against the wall and heavy wooden furniture being dragged around to ready the room for breakfast.

The next night I was out at a party so I had no idea if anything had gone on.

Unfortunately for such a large town, there are only two hotels, the other one being disgusting by all accounts (I know people who have stayed there) so my options for my next visit are to stay here again, cameras and all, or pay twice the price to stay in Norwich and then have to pay for a taxi (about a 20 minute drive) after the party.

I need to think about this.

Tuesday, 19 November 2013

Lose a Stone for Christmas/Pounds for Pounds

This week saw the second weigh in of the Pounds for Pounds challenge at work.  Unfortunately, I am not at work this week as I am in Birmingham on revision courses for my ACCA exams next month

I did weigh in at home, and although the scales seem to weigh different to those at work, the overall weightloss should be the same, so that is what I am going with.  I will be back at work for next Tuesday's weigh in, so I will be back to accurate figures.

This week, according to my scales, I have lost 1.5lbs and I am pleased with this.  Hopefully it means that I have broken my usual diet/fail cycle.

Onwards and upwards!





Goal: 14lbs
Lost this week: 1.5lbs
Total lost: 7.5lbs
Still to lose: 6.5lbs

Sunday, 17 November 2013

Sunday Night Mash Up

This week has seen me in Birmingham on a revision course for one of my forthcoming ACCA exams and it was hard going.  I have another revision course this coming week and 2 weeks on Monday is my first exam of this sitting!  Oh, poo.

The Birmingham Christmas Market has opened this week too which makes getting to the train station fun.  You know that scene in every zombie movie ever where there are 100s of zombies stumbling along and one or two humans are trying to blend in? That's how I have felt.

I wasn't actually trying to blend in, but I physically could not move any faster than a shuffle and I was penned in on every side.  It was not fun.  I eventually managed to nip down a side street and away from the crowd.

Only five more evenings to get through, I will try not to kill anyone.

I have to say though, although the market is called the Frankfurt market, I did not hear one German accent, or see one German registered vehicle.

There was a Belgian Hot Chocolate van, noodle bars, falafal, stalls selling ostrich burgers, jerk chicken, none of which I believe are German.





The beer stalls were doing good business, I do think it is the novelty of being able to walk around with a pint in their hands that was attracting people, it certainly wasn't the price.

Majority of the craft stalls looked like they had all gone to the same warehouse to fill up.

I imagine that it would nice to walk around with friends, and stop now and then for a drink or something to eat, but when I am on my own and it is between me and home I have to say I am not impressed.

Silent Sunday - 17/11/13





Friday, 15 November 2013

Why do you watch your favourite shows? The story, the scenery or the eye candy?

We were having a discussion at work the other day about shows that we watch and people seemed surprised that I watch Downton Abbey as there is not as much murder, science or weirdness as in my usual fare.

And it got me thinking, why do we watch certain shows and films and shun other popular offerings.

I do not watch any of the so-called reality shows, reality is a camera on me sitting on the sofa, eating biscuits, scratching myself and burping; living in a jungle being paid a lot of money to attempt pre-approved tasks is, in my opinion, really not reality.  And now that 'celebrity' reality shows are populated by people whose only claim to fame is having been on another reality show isn't it time to end them?

I watch Downton Abbey because it is nice and easy going and I don't have to think about it too much.  And Mr Bates is pretty much a bonus (nothing whatsoever to do with the fact that he is a little bit dangerous of course).



I watch all of the Law & Order series, although Criminal Intent has dropped off my radar a bit since it all started becoming about Goren and his psychiatrist.  I like the murders and the investigations.  No eye candy here, just good coppering.

NCIS I love, again murders and science.  We do have eye candy here in the shape of Leroy Jethro Gibbs and I would love to be, and look like, Abby Sciuto.



CSI I watch, although Miami became a caricature of itself with H beginning and ending episodes in particular poses.  I fear we may be coming to the end of NY too, it seemed to have 'jumped the shark' recently when Mac Taylor doled out a Gibbs (NCIS) style head slap.  Eye candy here is in the form of Adam.



I watch The Big Bang Theory and Two Broke Girls just for the humour, they do make me laugh, which, I have to admit, is not easy.

I can watch episodes of River Monsters over and over again.  I think this partly because of the hours I used to spend fishing with Dad and Grandad when I was little (we never caught anything more than a few ounces but when you are only about 7 or 8 a fish that size can feel massive) but also because I do quite like the presenter, Jeremy Wade.




Body Of Proof is about a Medical Examiner and therefore will automatically feature at least one murdered person.  No eye candy here, but Ethan and Curtis are funny.

Criminal Minds is another show I watch for the content; murder, kidnappings, FBI agents, what's not to love? And if I can't be Abby Sciuto (NCIS) I want to be Penelope Garcia.




New Tricks I enjoy because occasionally I remember how old I am and Dennis Waterman has an appeal to women of a certain age, probably more due to The Sweeney than anything else.



And not just Dennis Waterman, Terry Collier (James Bolam), again women of a certain age.



There are productions, mostly films, that I watch because of someone in them.  After seeing Oliver Platt in The Three Musketeers I started collecting copies of every film he had been in, I also watched The West Wing and The Big C, neither of which I properly got into.



Brendan Fraser is another actor whose films I always watch, less for his acting I have to admit.



What do you watch, and why?

Tuesday, 12 November 2013

Lose a stone by Christmas, Reset.

I have been trying to lose weight with a group of fellow bloggers, and failing miserably.  However, last week at work we started Pounds for Pounds, we pay £2 each week with all money going to the onsite hospice.  It started off with just a handful of people taking part, but there are now 14 of us so we have been split into two teams.  After the final weigh in the losing team has to take the winners out for lunch.  Also, the last week's fee will be £4, half to the hospice and the rest towards a gift card for the biggest loser.

So, with this in mind, and also my dismal attempts so far, I have reset my weight to that which I weighed in on on the scales at work which was 244lbs (aaarrghhhh), my goal is still a 14lbs loss.

It was our first weigh in today, 13 of the 14 people taking part were available and between us we lost 30lbs!

I lost 6lbs which really surprised me (good old Weightwatchers), I am expecting to put some of that back on this week, but hopefully not too much of it.

As we are raising money for charity, even I fail someone will benefit.






Goal: 14lbs
Lost this week: 6lbs
Total lost: 6lbs
Still to lose: 8lbs

Friday, 8 November 2013

My Primark Haul

I don't know if it is a side effect of my medication, or whether the medication has just unleashed a part of me that was previously hidden, but I have bought more clothes in the last six months than I have in the last 10 years or so.  In fact, a few years ago I had a major clear out and was left with work clothes, an interview outfit and slobbing round the house clothes, as I never went anywhere but work I didn't need anything else.

Recently though, it seems that every time I go into town, I end up buying clothes.  I also seem to be reverting to how I dressed 20 years ago, which is a bit worrying seeing as I am now the wrong side of 40, but maybe that was the last time I was genuinely happy!  

This was today's haul, 1 dress, 2 jumpers, 1 pair leggings, 1 pair jeans and 1 skirt to go over leggings as a bit more camouflage for my bum!



They are all size 20, but the fits are different.

The jeans are labelled as skinny but are more like straight legs, I possibly could have got away with an 18 but they may have been too short in the body.

The jumpers are nicely loose, I am not Jayne Mansfield so like my jumpers slightly oversized and not fitted.

The leggings and skirt are fine, they stretch to cover a multitude of sins.

The dress, however, is too small.  It looks fine from the front when it is on, but I cannot do the zip up so that needs to go back, unfortunately I am not sure when I will be able to get into town again to return it.

I don't know when I will be wearing any of these clothes that I keep buying, but they are there in case!

Sunday, 3 November 2013

Sunday Night Mash Up

This weekend saw the final ACCA weekend of this sitting, I now just have weekday revision.

This was the smallest group of the sitting (my previous classes have been 40+ people and we have been squashed into tiny rooms) and we were in the biggest room in the building.  Admittedly due to the layout a lot of the space was wasted, but it was still a big space.


I was on the 5th floor of the hotel this weekend, the theme was orange, I have now stayed on every floor except the 1st which I think is mostly conference rooms anyway.  I am not sure why thread is to be associated with Birmingham, I would link it more with the weavers of Coventry.


The beanbag chair in the corner was very uncomfortable.

I am going to be at a loose end at the weekends now and will have to find something to occupy them.  I may even have to do some housework!

Thursday, 31 October 2013

Hallowe'en Tunes and Theme Tunes

You will never be able to accuse me of not jumping on a bandwagon whenever one passes.

So, in no particular order, here are my top ten creepy tunes for Hallowe'en (may not be suitable for children or those of a nervous disposition, especially no.9)


1.  Soft Cell - Martin.  This track was inspired by George A Romero's film of the same name released in 1978.  It is very creepy but reminds me of Sunday evenings listening to Annie Nightingale on Radio 1.






2.  The Whistle Song from American Horror Story.  In isolation this is quite a jaunty tune, but the association with the horror series just gets the hairs on the back of the neck just lifting a bit.





3.  The Watch Chime from A Few Dollars More.  Again, in isolation not threatening at all, but combined with images of Lee Van Cleef and Clint Eastwood staring at each other and waiting for the chimes to finish, the tension just builds.





4.  Mike Oldfield - Tubular Bells.  No explanation needed I think.





5.  Mike Oldfield - Sailor's Hornpipe.  It's that man again!  This is less scary-scary and more weird scary, like you wouldn't want to be in a room alone with the narrator.  I wouldn't anyway.




6.  Shakespeares Sister - Stay.  A song which can either be taken as being about a partner leaving or a loved one dying, there seems to be two schools of thought here.  I just like the track.





7.  Toyah - Angel & Me.  Every time I listen to this, I get the feeling that the Angel in the song is of the fallen kind.





8.  Hazel O'Connor - The Eighth Day.  A look ahead at what could happen in this over mechanised/automated world.





9.  Stealer's Wheel - Stuck in the Middle With You.  Not sure which is scarier, this version or the Bradley Walsh/Joe Pasquale collaboration.





10.  Ave Satani.  From The Omen, unlike some of the previous entries, this is really not scary when you listen to it out of context, or even in context, but, hey, it's from The Omen, and that kid was freaky!