That's quite enough of all this "it's late at night and I'm feeling wistful" romantic poetry from yesterday. Time for an update on the saga that is my "love life". This was a weekend of two dates, both of which were very nice and good fun. However, I didn't fancy the first man and the second man (who happened to be really quite attractive) didn't fancy me. So the magical mystery tour rolls on! I have however been cheered up by the fact that a good date is possible. Plus I've had 3 glasses of Pimms which has to be a good thing!
Other good things about today include me not doing anything stupid, the sun shining, watching Sense and Sensibility, and watching The Sound of Music which I just love so much! Julie Andrews is a goddess and a legend, and the whole film is a work of genius. I also had a nice chat to my mum who is coming to some of the concerts with me, and very excitingly she and my dad are coming to the Mahler as part of my birthday celebrations. Yay! I love arranging things and having stuff to look forward to. Currently I'm looking forward to tomorrow's adventure with Juicy. Bring on the cream tea!
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Would that be the directors cut version of 'The Sound of Music' where the Nazis win?
It most certainly would not! It would be the one where the Von Trapp family escape over the mountains while 50s style women sing "Climb Every Mountain" in the background and I cheer and cry stupidly and want to marry Christopher Plummer. Ahem.
That was so obviously Flibert. You can positively see the sarcasm oozing from his anti-sound of music body.
Have just bought olives and cut up strawberries...Hurrah for adventures!
Pity, there's something quite special about the chorus line of SS Stormtroopers.
To be fair, my dad used to make that joke whenever it came on the telly so for a moment there I had the awful thought that he might have discovered my blog and be reading my drunken/uber soppy verging on the nauseating ramblings. Although thinking about it he'd never have worked out how to post a comment as this would involve some understanding of what he calls "the modern world". Which means he could be reading it without me ever knowing! Arg. Ooh, post.
Ok, so the post turned out to be a magazine from my insurance company. If anyone's ever received anything less exciting through the mail I'd be very surprised.
I got exciting post! Well, it wasn't that exciting but it was from the Law College, so it was at least relevant and not junkmail worthy.
Flibert - of course I guessed. That witty post could only have been written by you. That or your mum.
Your mum.
And that's Mr. Flibert to you. Or Mrs. Flibert depending on whether I'm my mum or not.
You'd be a Mrs. even if it wasn't written by your mum.
Are you trying to say that I'm in touch with my feminine side?
Hah!
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