Archive for July, 2008

Hi everybody, I’m back from my holidays! πŸ™‚

I was in Scanzano in the province of Basilicata in the very south of Italy on the seaside. I came back last night and I’m wrecked, I would tell you all about it in a day or two.

The return to reality and job hunt is hard, you can trust me.. It was wonderful there, very hot, 40 degrees, transparent sea and burning sand. Oh and the food… Mammamia, it was so incredibly good and fresh!!


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Italian Wedding!

This week I am at the wedding of my ex-flatmate from Dublin. I’m going to sing all the cheesy Italian songs I know, yay!! Can’t wait πŸ™‚

The wedding is set in a village on the coast side, I’ll take loads of pictures for you.

A full week in the south of Italy with my girl friends, who says better? I’ll be back next week, don’t worry… I hope I’ll have nice stories to tell! And fingers crossed, no runaway bride πŸ˜‰

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This the second part (and hopefully the last one) of me being a tourist in London :).

Day 3: Oh yeah, day 3; I stayed home because of some bathroom casualties. But I sent them into the City, to see London Bridge, the London Tower, Monument, the Globe Theatre (Shakespeare’s theatre they re-built on the south bank of the Thames), the Jubilee Walk, St Paul, some Georgian Houses preserved in the centre of the financial district, etc. They liked it I guess, I mean it’s a nice walk anyway.

London Bridge

London Bridge

London Tower

London Tower

London Tower and Financial District

London Tower and Financial District

Day 4: Westminster. We went for a walk to see Buckingham Palace and the changing of the Guard. It’s funny it is THE worst touristy stuff, I think, you could do in London and then both my sister and I really wanted to see that. And in fact, because there are so many people there for the exact same reason as you, holding cameras at arm-length, it somehow makes you feel part of the crowd, like being at the zoo.

Changing of the Guard

Changing of the Guard

Buckingham Palace

Buckingham Palace

We then went for Westminster Abbey and the House of Parliament by crossing St James Park. I’ve never seen so cheeky squirrels! They were literally coming to us to beg for food, stopping 20 cm from our feet. One even climbed on a fence to be closer to me, as I approached my finger from its head, it jumped in my direction hoping to catch what it thought were food on my finger – in reality nothing – and as I withdrew my hand, scared, it scratched my fingers and fell head first on the floor… So cheeky!

St James Park

St James Park

In the afternoon we decided to go to Notting Hill. I think, but I’m not sure, my sister was secretly hoping to see some celebrities ;). We didn’t of course. Or maybe we did but she’s as bad as me to recognise famous people…

That’s a pretty area. With loads of Antiques Shops, small restaurants with hidden gardens, really really nice.

Notting Hill

Notting Hill

And then, once again, it was time to go home, and for them to catch their train to go back to Paris.

I had a lovely week-end, and I’m very proud to announce: Yes! I love being a Tourist!!!


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I have a question for you. We had an argument BF and I a couple of days ago and I was extremly pissed off. As for him I don’t think he realised exactly what he did, and obviously still doesn’t as you can see from what he sent me this morning. I made some changes to the question to give you MY version of the story but the 5 propositions are from him:

If BF eats the last of the bread – and when I say the “last” of the bread I mean there was 3/4 of the baguette left… – and when I wake up in the morning I have nothing for breakfast, should I:

(a) dump him.
(b) have a big fight.
(c) send a strongly worded email to him explaining your concerns.
(d) laugh it off, and say, ‘ah those men, they will eat anything’ .
(e) go on hunger strike and only have a glass of orange juice all day.

Can you guess how I actually reacted? I’m going to help you, it’s a mixed between two answers.

And before anybody starts judging me, I am giving you more details. I have nothing against the fact that he has some bread. On the contrary, especially when it’s good bread. But I mean, come on, 3/4 of the baguette, he didn’t even leave me a tiny piece.

That’s what I was protesting for, his complete unconcern of my needs!

Nah! And maybe it’s a woman stuff but there are things I know he cares about and I respect them even if I, personnally, have no interest whatsoever for it. That was what the quarrel was about and nothing else.

So when he answered back saying, “oh, blablah, I’m sorry, I will never have some of YOUR bread ever again“, I wanted to scream: That’s not the f….ing point!!!” – I know, very vulgar, I say “fuck” a lot when I’m mad!! – and I was even angrier…

So the answer(s) is/are:

a) No! I didn’t dump him, I’m not that big a psycho..

b) No! I didn’t technically have a big fight…

c) Yes! I did send a “strongly worded” email (his words; it actually means I called him names and said “fuck” a lot of times, every two or three words basically)

d) “Laugh it off”.. Are you joking???No, no, no, I’m not in a laughing mood when I wake up and I’m hungry πŸ˜‰

e) I didn’t technically go on a hunger strike, it’s a bit exagerated I just happened not to have got food yet when he called me later in the afternoon.

Here we are, that’s my side of the story. Some might call me a psycho, what can I say: freedom of thinking after all, and others – Mum?!? please tell them you understand me… – might understand my point of view.

Seriously, men…! It’s tough job to live with them πŸ™‚

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Touristy stuff to do in London…

Last week, or was it 2 weeks ago? I don’t really remember. My sister and her boyfriend came to visit me before going to China for a year. And eventually with them I could do all the touristy stuff I wanted to do since I arrived but that are not really funny to do all by yourself.

BF isn’t really interested, for example, when we go for a walk around, I love looking up, watching stuff, buildings, people, I walk slowly to get as much sightseeing as I can, and he gets upset because I look too much like a Tourist! Well, sorry Darling, I am a Tourist πŸ™‚

So back to this week-end with my sister, it was great, sunny weather, perfect week-end.

Day 1: Hyde Park and Princess Diana Memorial. I so wanted to see that, it’s absolutely unimpressive but I couldn’t be in London, not see it and above all, not send a pic to my grandmother (who cried for days when she saw on TV how plain and “ugly” the Memorial was to be). It’s not ugly but I wasn’t impressed. Still it’s nice and quiet there.

We then looked for Peter Pan’s statue for about an hour and half (I was also looking for toilets at the same time ;)) We found it – Peter Pan, not the toilets. I was happy. My sister took about 50 pics of the sculpture while her boyfriend and I were scaring ducks away…

It was time to move on, they came to see London not to run after swans (evil birds!). So we walked back or on – still not very familiar with the map – to Oxford Circus, Regent Street, Picadilly Circus and Leicester Square.

Picadilly Circus

At this time we were tired, time to go back home and on the way home to the pub. We were also very thirsty.

Day 2: The British Museum. Another thing I was eager to see (for so long I forgot since when), the Elgin’s Marble or Parthenon Sculptures. Cool, really good. Ok I have to say and I apologise in advance for that but for me a bit of Greek scuplture is a bit of Greek sculpture, it could be Roman or Assyrian (figure of speech) I hardly make a difference… I know, but I still love hanging around in museums. Especially this one, there were amazing stuff. One of the bits of the Parthenon was the head of a horse, absolutely gorgeous and so expressive!

To sum it up, we saw loads of really beautiful artefacts, it’s definitely worse a visit.

Funny enough, when you go to visit the Elgin’s marbles, they give you a short booklet regarding the controversy between the Greek Government and the British Museum about who should keep – or get the marbles back. Obviously it’s written by the British Museum but fair enough they give all the facts and the reference for the Greek Ministry of Culture website. (I tried to link it but I couldn’t find an English version of it, instead I found that, which explains the story quite well: The Parthenon Sculptures)

I think it’s long enough, I’ll leave it here and will write the second part another day.

Have a good week! πŸ™‚

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The Wag's Diary, book cover

Last week I bought Glamour – Yes I’m still bored, nothing new, still no job. And with Glamour there was this book: The Wag’s Diary. I already spotted a couple of girls reading it in the Tube over the last 2 or 3 weeks, I knew about it. But as full of prejudices as I am I discarded the idea of reading it, considering that it was even worse chick-lit that I usually read. But you know, I got it free with the magazine so why not try to read a line or two. It’s how I started, and I put the book down something like 4 or 5 hours later, done, finished, loved it.

Now, no mistake, it’s chick-lit. One thing I always do (especially when I’m not too sure about the quality of my readings), I start reading the author’s bio. And there I’ve been impressed: Alison Kervin is a writer, a top sport journalist who travelled around the world, won many awards and wrote non-fiction sport books, she was the first woman to referee at Twickenham and holds coaching qualifications in 10 sports. Not the usual chick-lit writer. Wag’s Diary is her first novel. With that in mind I started reading about the adventure of Tracie Martin, a Wag, who has been married to the Captain of the Luton team for 12 years.

At first, you want to slap her, but the writing and the style of the novel makes it really enjoyable to read and Tracie becomes loveable, still helpless but moving and funny at the same time.

It’s a good book. Definitely enjoyable. It’s like the surprise of finding a diamond in a paddle of mud, you don’t expect much and you end up laughing and crying.

For example, there was another book I bought because I saw good reviews, it’s called Gods Behaving Badly, and I’ve been really disappointed the style of the writing isn’t half as good as The Wag’s Diary’s. I’ll talk about it another time.

So here we go. That was the first book review πŸ˜‰ There will probably be a lot of others…

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Mamma Mia, the movie

Sunday evening, BF and I went to see Mamma Mia, the Movie.

BF had been complaining all afternoon:

“oh no I can’t believe I’m goint to see Mamma Mia with you”

“oh no, I forgot we were going to see Mamma Mia…” etc etc.

After a while you just ignore and keep going. Things go so much better when you just don’t say anything πŸ™‚
Anyway, we went! I was very enthusiastic from the beginning, I just love Abba. But to be honest the first 15min were quite cringy, I was a bit worried. But then? Waow, amazing, good funny, I was crying and laughing at the same time, with just one wish, get up and start dancing in the cinema…

A Feel-good movie, a real good one. Amazing cast: Meryl Streep is just absolutely brilliant, a voice… I found Amanda Seyfried a bit annoying but BF loved her (of course!) and I can’t wait for the dvd release.

This film will definitely join my special dvd shelf with Grease, Dirty Dancing, Mary Popins, Love Actually and Bridget Jones.

I forgot to mention Colin Firth and Pierce Brosnan… Oh my God! quite surprising at first to hear Pierce singing but then it’s good cause none of them are professional singers and it makes it all more realistic.

Here is the most recent trailer:

After having seen the movie I checked the bios of the principal actors: Meryl Streep is 59!! When you see what she does in this film you just want to be as fit as her when you’re 59. She definitely IS the “Dancing Queen” !

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