On Monday, I made birthday cake. On Tuesday, we ate the birthday cake and drank slightly too much wine. This morning, I ate toast and strong cheddar for breakfast and was taught how to add bullet points to a Keynote presentation. On Sunday, I saw a friend who was about to have a baby (she has had it and may be calling it Wilberforce), and on Saturday I went to Hastings, which looked like this:
Hastings also, occasionally, sounds like this:
Amazing.
Pip pip!
NWM
11 comments:
I am from Hastings. I feel so proud.
Are you with the Twirlers?
Sadly not. But I'm not sure I wouldn't rather be sitting on the back of a truck wearing a polyester bridesmaid's dress.
I think Hastings would be a better name than Wilberforce: especially if the baby is going to have a knighthood in due course (cf Heartbreak House).
I live in Hastings and 'amazing' is not one of the words I normally use to describe it.
No, no Anonymous- embrace the 'Amazing.' It's the only way to go. Trust me, Americans have known this for years and years. It explains Texas and Dollywood and just about all of our 'reality' TV.
Megan - a friend of mine who lives in London came to stay with us in Hastings and asked me if it was in fact, a theme park and everyone went back to normal at the end of the day.
They don't.
NWM - you are milking it now. go back to Canandadanada
I too live in a seaside down that could pass for some kind of open prison/mental hospital. I wouldn't have it any other way!
Ali x
Oh Anon. I am not milking it. I just LITERALLY HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO SAY.
oh for god's sake persuade your friend NOT to call her child wilberforce!
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