23 November 2007

Kate Rusby

This girl is so talented. Folk is not generally my thing but she has such a beautiful voice, the kind of voice that would sound beautiful without instruments. I have recently bought her latest album, Awkward Annie & it is one of the best I've bought in a while. Her music is an acquired taste but personally I think she sounds stunning. & unusually in the manufactured 'music' world of today, she sounds as good, if not better, live than she does recorded.

It may not be "cool" to like her but I don't care, she figures at the top of my playlist. Fantastic talent.

22 November 2007

You are now at Barking, please depart.

Barking Mad that is.

Seriously, this is the maddest thing I have read in a while. (I know it's the Daily Maul but forgive me, I was bored)

I can understand people not wanting children, some people just don't have that maternal instinct. Some people just don't want to turn their lives upside down with something that depends on you for the first 18 years of it's life, saps your income, scribbles on your walls, sicks on your shoulder & keeps you awake at night. I can accept that, because as much as I want children one day will be as much as somebody else doesn't want them.

What confuses me is the reason these people chose not to have children. Apparently they chose not to have them to save the planet. I can understand not running a car, eating purely organic foods, recycling, walking everywhere & having energy efficient bulbs. But not having children because you don't want to ruin the planet strikes me as just missing the point somewhat.

Cows are the biggest producer of greenhouse gases, bigger than cars even so going by their way of thinking why don't we just shoot every bovine on the planet?

As one says
"When I see a mother with a large family, I don't resent her, but I do hope she's thought through the implications." The implications of carrying on the human race you mean? The implications of reproduction against helping to save the planet?

& as another said
"We feel we can have one long-haul flight a year, as we are vegan and childless, thereby greatly reducing our carbon footprint and combating over-population" Oh right, you care about the planet but allow yourself one long haul flight per year because you're vegan & childless. That is still one long haul flight more & considering you are hyper eco friendly does that not wreak of hypocrisy to you? That's like saying "oh it's ok, I'm on a diet & I haven't had cake today so I can have this Mars bar instead"

It doesn't cancel it out, the good you've done with the diet is undone once you start stuffing a Mars bar! One long haul flight per year for the next 20 years adds up to a ridiculous amount of pollution. Muppets!!!

As I said, it is everybody's individual right to have children or not have them. I just find the reasoning behind their decisions absolutely & completely ridiculous.

Of course the damn planet would be saved, there'd be no bugger living on it!!!!

Rant over. :o)

18 November 2007

Tick Tock

How much longer?! Why is it that the past three weeks have felt like three months?! I'm a naturally slightly impatient person & seriously, if I don't have an answer in the next two weeks it's possible I'll go (even more) insane.
I'm hoping it will be next week I'll get an answer but then again, maybe ignorance is bliss. I feel a bit sick just thinking about it. Is there such a thing as wanting something too much? Whenever I bring it up in conversation at home my mum just tells me that it will be here when it's here, which if I'm honest makes me feel like screaming! Lol

Then I have to open the envelope & find out if it's a big fat 'YES' or a scary, didn't-quite-make-the-grade 'NO'.....

My GCSE's weren't as scary as this.

16 November 2007


No, this is not alluding to yesterdays (slightly) catty post. Some of you may remember
this post I did not that long ago & how I wanted to get another rat. Well, I did get another one & here she is:

As she is officially known as having "champagne" colouring I have christened her Moet :o)
She is a dumbo rat, you might notice the ears on her, incredibly cute.

In total we now have five, my original one, Moet & brother & two sisters decided they'd like one too. They're great fun to watch because they play fight which is quite hilarious.

Her usual snuggling place of an evening.

The blanket is there because she likes to burrow & it's either that or she crawls up my top which might be fun for her but really not for me! Lol

She is very cute & quite tame, just a little but timid but then she is only a baby. She also has an alarming habit of jumping onto things which is quite normal for rats but I'm not used to my other one doing it so it was funny but a bit of shock when she decided to launch herself from my lap onto the floor! Definitely a flying rat!

Anyway, when I can get some (decent) pictures of the other ones I'll put them up as well :o)

15 November 2007


Let me just get this straight, I'm not a bitch, I hate bitchy people & cannot stand groups of girls who slag each other off or backstab because it winds me up & I'd far rather just tell somebody straight out & be done with it.

Unfortunately my eldest brothers fiance isn't like that. They've been together nine years & split up last week. I'm gutted for him but glad because I know he deserves better. For the past 6 years she has slowly but surely turned into an absolute bitch. It's not often I have bad words to say about people but honestly, she has no redeeming features.

She started a new job & got in with a group of people about 5 ish years ago & in that time has managed to alienate their friends, push family away if they don't meet her exacting standards & basically be a complete cow!
She treats my brother like a sap & because he's so in love with her he;d make excuses for her. She'd finish work (nothing strenuous, just an ordinary 9-5 job) go running, come home, ask what was for tea, go & have a bath, eat tea & then go to bed. Every single day (I know because I've stayed round there a few times) weekends weren't much better because she'd go out on the town with friends & go clubbing in the evening & shopping during the day or out with friends & then complain to my brother that the house needed tidying because it was looking a pigsty! (forgot to mention she's a lazy bitch as well as completely selfish)

I know I'm slagging her off here but honestly, a relationship is give & take, not take, take, take by one person.

They've been engaged for five years & she kept moving the date, she won't commit because she doesn't want children & my brother does but he won't have them unless he's married. Fair enough if she doesn't want them but don't string my brother along. It's as much as she can do to say hello to anyone & when I was round there all she could do was say "hi" on her way upstairs. Apparently I, & I quote;

"lack drive & ambition & why do I want to join the police because that's a really crap career"

Oh well sorry I don't meet your perfect standards but at least I'm not a lazy, backstabbing, shallow bitch who is only with her partner until somebody better comes along! & I'd rather have a job doing something worthwhile than one sat on my perfectly lazy backside in a bank bitching with the other witches of Eastwick & sharpening my claws on other people! & the reason she starts on other people is because they may not be wearing the right labels clothes wise, or don't live in a certain area, or don't have the "in" haircut/colour, pathetically lame things like that. She doesn't judge people on who they are & what they're like as a person but on where they holiday, whether they wear Donna Karan & how many pieces of Tiffany Jewellery they have adorned themselves with.

Well to be honest I'm glad he's split up with her, I'd never say any of this to him because at the end of the day she was the woman he loved wanted to marry & it isn't my place but thankfully she's got what has been coming to her for a long, long time she can swivel because I am not sad to see her go.

I know this is a very snipey post but honestly, she'd make a saint despair at her utter shallowness & judgmental attitude.

13 November 2007


Having been tagged by the lovely Emma a few days ago I thought I'd do this. & the fact I have neglected the blog lately. Three posts in November so far? Unheard of! Lol
Anyway, here goes

8 passions in my life

  • My horse
  • My family
  • My friends
  • Listening to music
  • Guinness. I do have a liking for the black stuff even if I do only manage half a pint before it fills me up! Lol
  • Fun
  • My high heels!
  • & as corny as it sounds, life.

8 things to do before I die

  • Skydive
  • Bungee jump
  • Have a family
  • Own my own home
  • Travel
  • Do something that scares me silly
  • Find my soulmate
  • Own a vintage MG

8 things I often say
  • Oh for fecks sake!
  • What a nob.
  • There's a prime candidate for the gene pool cleansing.
  • Hun. A lot, it's my term of endearment.
  • Horse, for fecks sake stop trying to rip my arm out.
  • You will be glue if you don't behave { horse again.
  • Fool!
  • Ratbag

8 things I read recently

(I won't say books because my book reading is seriously behind lately)
  • Stuart - A life backwards
  • Horse-Mart
  • Horse & Hound
  • Glamour magazine
  • Local paper
  • Gloucestershire constabulary application form
  • Email from a friend
  • BBC News website

8 songs that mean something to me

  • The Verve - This could be my moment.
  • Coldplay - 'Til kingdom come.
  • Snow Patrol - Chasing cars.
  • Dido - See you when you're forty. (sounds weird but it really helped remind me why I was better off without somebody I felt an awful lot for)
  • Darius - Rushes (I know it's not cool but someone special who it never went beyond friendship with dedicated it to me once. One of the nicest things somebody has done) Simon Webbe - No worries
  • U2 - Grace (somebody said it reminded them a lot of me, for some reason)
  • U2 - Stuck In a moment you can't get out of. (I remember this being in the charts & it really resonated with me at that time & it's stuck with me ever since)
  • David Gray - This Years Love. (Means an awful lot)

8 Qualities I look for in a friend

  • Honesty
  • Loyalty
  • Integrity
  • Kind
  • Generosity
  • Sense of humour
  • Compassion
  • Genuine

So there you go! I won't tag anyone but if you want to do it feel free :o)

11 November 2007


Don't weep for me
O' land of the free,
When it was my time to fall
'Twas for my country's call
'Twas for the land that I loved
That I gave my all,
And for the land that I loved
I did freely give,
And in her freedom and her
I'll continue to live.

For those who have fought for freedom & paid the ultimate price in doing so.

1 November 2007

Pastures New

Little sister (sixteen year old, not the ten year old) is off to them. She is off up to the British Racing School in Newmarket but before that she has to go for an interview at the beginning of November. She will either go onto the January/February intake or the March/April one. She has had her heart set on racing since about 8 years old & rides Sunny on shorts (stirrups at very short length) sometimes, she is absolutely mad on it & has absolutely no fear, she will get on the maddest animals & just ride them. After the nine weeks at the actual college she'll be placed in a racing yard (depending in whether she wants to go into flat or jumps will depend on where she's placed & what yard) to continue the rest of the course, which is about another 12 months. I love horses completely but I don't have the dedication to be up at 5.30 every morning to muck out 3/5 horses & ride them out as well whereas she would quite happily bed down in a stable if the horse was ill, she sleeps & breathes horses & somehow has a knack with them, they just take to her so it's the ideal industry for her to be in. I will just miss her when she goes, we never argue & just seem to get on so I'm secretly hoping she will go for the March/April intake!

& I'm not quite sure how it happened but I have to take baby sister into town at the weekend, I must have said yes without realising it. It's for school trousers but I just know it won't be as simple as that as we will have to trek round town for a pair that meet her high standards, well, that is what she thinks, the reality will be somewhat different because she will have the choice of the first three pairs & that is it. She is ten years old & a right little miss, she has an answer for everything, a wicked sense of humour & is beyond help in the head. She jumped from the banister the other day rather than take the few stairs down like a normal person, manical laughter as she did so. She is on a warning for that though, if she does it again it's trouble.
Even scarier is she has reached the age where she's getting into makeup, I've given her some of my old stuff to save her tampering with mine & wrecking the stuff. The reason it's so scary is she is ten but with makeup on looks about fourteen, she's banned from wearing anything other than lipgloss out of the house but it's still frightening. I just wish I could say the same, doesn't matter what I do I still only look about fifteen if I'm lucky!

Also scanning for a loan pony for her. I've been lungeing her on Sunny & leading her out & she's quite good but not good enough to go off the lead rein with her, Sunny can be a bit much & baby sister needs more confidence. Couldn't believe it when I was looking through as we were thinking about buying something for her to just hack around & take to the odd show, nothing spectacular. The prices ranged from £800 - £3000! For ponies that were just kiddies ponies, nothing amazing! Unbelievable! Especially as in a few years time she will have outgrown it. So for now it is loan only unless something else comes up that A. Is not astronomically priced & B. Doesn't have a screw loose. I've sent the word out with the farrier & vets & the local pony club so we'll just have to see what happens. I wouldn't even mind taking on a youngster to break in but the problem with that is it won't be quiet & experienced enough for her to ride & by the time it is fully broken it will be next year. All I need is something of about 13 hands, that is quiet, won't need mollycoddling with rugs & stabling & that is just ordinary & trustworthy & for that privilege it is £2000 upwards < not happening. Stupid money!

Going by that description, I'm looking at a rocking horse..!