Showing posts with label Winter 2008. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Winter 2008. Show all posts

Friday, 26 December 2008

Saturday, 20 December 2008

Friday, 12 December 2008

Pigeon Detectives!

Went alone on Tuesday night and it was amazing! The Virgins were could, not as good as I'd hoped but still good Pigeon Detectives were AMAZING! they really gave it their all I was at the very front and have bruised ribs but it was worth it And the girl I was stood next to got their set list which Matt gave to her Her name's Tannaz who i met there She was on her own too We might start going to gigs together which'll be good! She just moved from Glasgow Red Light Company played first who i didn't really like Then it was The Virgins I heard the girl next to me say they've drawn on the drum kit in pen they're gonna be good! oh no and they're gonna do acoustic too Well I thought they were great! And she danced so I'm hoping she changed her mind Rich girls was brilliant and I sang loudly even though no one else was! The singer's trousers were falling down and mid song they fell down completely which was hilarious They really gave a good performance, danced and looked like they enjoyed playing Then it was the Pigeon Detectives who were brilliant! I'd forgotten they'd had so many hits and it was brilliant to hear the crowd shouting along! Matt went into the crowd much to the security guards delight! 'It's like a posh Blackpool where you don't get mugged'


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Thursday, 4 December 2008

This one time I kissed a girl For class war I pulled her hips in close and held my left fist High above her pale right clavicle And she said, "Tell me darling, do you think we have a future?" Well, maybe, kinda, pretty sure we do between us Bring over pictures of your dead pets and relatives And we'll just say it's over if I don't shed any tears I'm calling you again on your telephone And all I ever get is another stupid ringtone He's gonna get drunk and call you at four in the morning (I know!) He's gonna get drunk and call you at four in the morning As if I walked into the room to see my ex-girlfriend Who by the way, I'm still in love with Sucking the face of some pretty boy With my favourite band's most popular song in the background Is it wrong that I can't decide which bothers me most? In the forefront of my mind it's the thought Not of you underneath, but me coming out looking worse I'm calling you again on your telephone And all I ever get is another stupid busy tone He's gonna get drunk and call you at four in the morning (I know!) He's gonna get drunk and call you at four in the morning

Thursday, 20 November 2008

Mighty Boosh Live!

Saw the Boosh last night at the BIC! They were awesome! Only 2 rows away from the front! My sides hurt and my face ached the entire evening! They mucked up a few times which made it even funnier! When noel was Tony Harrison he slipped down into the chair and couldn't get back up and Julian fluffed his lines a bit! Christchurch and Southbourne got a shout out from Howard the Geography teacher They got the audience involved and there was even a dance class from Bob Fossil! A few people were dressed up, such as Bollo, Howard, Vince, Mr Suzan, Old Gregg, The Hitcher, Spirit of Jazz, Future Sailors etc. I went alone as none of my friends like it. I got talking to a couple next door to me who had come all the way from Folkstone to see them and were staying in Weymouth! They even offered me some crazy jelly beans! I got a black pepper one which was funny! I bought a programme which came with wax crayons, those rub-on tattoos you got when you were a kid and stickers! They were brilliant and I'd definitely see them again!

Wednesday, 5 November 2008

For Natalie

Stourhead with Natalie Sorry! My computer broke down so I've lost all of my files etc . which is a bummer so I haven't written and published posts in a while.In half term Natalie and I went to Stourhead where part of the film Pride and Prejudice was shot. You know the scene! In the rain!
‘In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.' It absolutely chucked it down and there was hale too! Somehow it didn't seem quite so romantic as the film! If only Mr Darcy arrived to profess his undying love! Well, we did find our Mr Darcy inside the house. There was a picture of a sailor stranded on rocks at sea, being watched by an eagle. It was painted by Henry Thomson (1773-1843). I fell in love with that sailor! We stood there for at least 30 minutes looking at it and asking questions about it. There was also a poem written underneath by the poet James Thomson. You're not allowed to take photographs but I desperately wish I had. I guess if I go again I could perhaps sneak a picture! It would be weird if someone painted your picture and people still see you 200 years later. And admire you! We also went to the children's area and the lady dressed us up as servants!
The drive was beautiful!
Sometimes I like the journey more than the destination! Cruising along the winding roads, my stomach whirling as we fly up and down the rolling hills, clouds shadows smeared across the countryside.
I like to feel the wind in my hair
However on this journey it was far too chilly! I wound down the window slightly to feel the icy air prick against my skin, absorbing the countryside, imagining the men and women who had passed over the fields like the cloud, admiring their beauty as I did too. They're gone now
There is something so beautiful about British country that calms me
I daydream out the window down to the trees in a valley, yearning for a life living amongst the flora and fauna, picking berries for breakfast, sleeping under the shelter of a ancient oak tree.
When I was little and we drove to Wales, I would desperately wish to run away from everything and everyone, and live out in a valley.
I'd wash in the streams, weave a home from branches and mud, built in a tree. I would befriend the animals of the forest and drink nettle soup each evening buy a large fire, singing loudly and dancing wildly, my long wavy hair dancing too.
i would never be found by my parents, although they may wonder where i had gone.
this was a time when I also thought, when asked by relatives, hippy was a valid occupation.
How ridiculously naive this now sounds, although I miss this innocence of childhood. That anything is possible,
I try to cling onto it hopelessly getting further and further from childhood.
Adulthood frightens me. The cynicism the fear of loneliness, loosing imagination, being unable to occupy and entertain myself with games,
Anyway, on the journey back we stopped in Shaftesbury, the place where the Hovis advert was filmed on the cobbles,
We went to a bead shop where Natalie bought some to make a necklace for her mum
We went down the cobbled road which was really steep! the houses were lovely and i couldn't help but take quick snap of the window of this house. It looked so cosy and I loved the colours and lighting behind the lace curtains

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