What ho everyone. What is new? Not much is new with me, except I can't remember how to write a web-blog anymore. That is because I am 'Instagramming' pictures of graffiti, cats and babies, and looking out of the window a lot.
"Stop being so bloody lazy and write your blog", said my friend Charly. It was her birthday on the 9th of September and I can't think of a good present to give her that doesn't involve yachts or private Zumba lessons with Bruce Forsyth, so this post will be a sort-of birthday present until I see something good that I think she would like. (NB she gave me a brass chip fork on a chain and that is hard to beat, so finding the good thing may take time.)
Anyhoo, here's what's going on.
Doing a bit of work
I am doing a part-time freelance thing that is extremely interesting, and I am a) learning a lot and b) working with people I like. It is pretty good and if I can keep this up I may do it forever. The main benefit is not having to be in an office all day. Other benefits include:
- not having to do conference calls;
- not having to worry about anyone's 'performance review';
- not having to pretend you like people who you wish dead;
- etc, with the "etc" being all the things I have written about before.
Signing up for courses
WTF etc. I have signed up for 2.
1. Intensive One-Day Course In Interactive Marketing And Advertising;
2. How to Sew.
I am looking forward to the second one more, but the first one will allow me to nod more sagely when people are talking about for e.g. internet pricing models. This is the problem with being old and working in the marketing: you have to keep on top of all the channels otherwise the young people (who couldn't write a strategy, build a fee proposal, talk a hyperventilating client off a cliff, spell or make a TV ad if you paid them) will be clicking their fingers in your face and calling you 'Daddy-O' when you happen to comment that getting 12 'likes' on a Facebook page is not going to contribute much to an objective of for e.g. increasing unprompted awareness by 12% or increasing value sales by 23%.
Watching TV
I really like TV. Here are my favourites:
The Great British Bake-off. If Mary Berry ever said "Oh you CLEVER girl" to me I would cry for 12 days. I want to touch Paul Hollywood with my pastry brush and I'm not going to wear surgical gloves when I do it.
The Real Housewives of New York. I will not hear a word against this programme. It is terrible and glorious all at the same time. Anyone who watches it will agree with me when I say Carole Radziwill is fantastic and LuAnn de Lesseps is a massive pikey with a man's head who is not French (as she claims); her mother was French-Canadian. It is not the same thing (not better or worse, just not the same thing).
The Real Housewives of Vancouver. Anyone who thinks all Canadians are nice just needs to watch this programme for 2 seconds. They are terrible people (apart from the one with the weird accent who likes boys).
Downton Abbey. I haven't watched the new series yet but I know it will be good. Won't it?
The Thick of It. I mean really:
Also, wasn't 2012 good.
Going to the Gym
Not doing super-well on this front yet, i.e. twice a week, but better than before, i.e. not at all for two years. I have a 'personal trainer' who I think will be better than the hapless Anuja. The reason I like her is that one year ago she weighed as much as me (i.e. far too much) but had surgery to get thinner and makes no bones about it. I am not going to have surgery but I am going to do her devil programme 3 times a week and we will see if I can lose 20lbs by Christmas.
Making jam
A lot of jam. This is about 1/10th of what we got out of the plum and apple trees:
Enjoying this excellent coffee pot cosy, designed by Hazel of Amsterdam:
Going to Toronto, which even the dogs wish they could escape from:
Finding Isaac "Figgy" Newton in the garden
And using the wood burning oven we (and 15 friends) built in the garden. That's a whole other post, but here it is before the roof went on:
And now, to the gym, where I will sweat like a killer and do unladylike situps.
Pip pip !
NWM
"Stop being so bloody lazy and write your blog", said my friend Charly. It was her birthday on the 9th of September and I can't think of a good present to give her that doesn't involve yachts or private Zumba lessons with Bruce Forsyth, so this post will be a sort-of birthday present until I see something good that I think she would like. (NB she gave me a brass chip fork on a chain and that is hard to beat, so finding the good thing may take time.)
Anyhoo, here's what's going on.
Doing a bit of work
I am doing a part-time freelance thing that is extremely interesting, and I am a) learning a lot and b) working with people I like. It is pretty good and if I can keep this up I may do it forever. The main benefit is not having to be in an office all day. Other benefits include:
- not having to do conference calls;
- not having to worry about anyone's 'performance review';
- not having to pretend you like people who you wish dead;
- etc, with the "etc" being all the things I have written about before.
Signing up for courses
WTF etc. I have signed up for 2.
1. Intensive One-Day Course In Interactive Marketing And Advertising;
2. How to Sew.
I am looking forward to the second one more, but the first one will allow me to nod more sagely when people are talking about for e.g. internet pricing models. This is the problem with being old and working in the marketing: you have to keep on top of all the channels otherwise the young people (who couldn't write a strategy, build a fee proposal, talk a hyperventilating client off a cliff, spell or make a TV ad if you paid them) will be clicking their fingers in your face and calling you 'Daddy-O' when you happen to comment that getting 12 'likes' on a Facebook page is not going to contribute much to an objective of for e.g. increasing unprompted awareness by 12% or increasing value sales by 23%.
Watching TV
I really like TV. Here are my favourites:
The Great British Bake-off. If Mary Berry ever said "Oh you CLEVER girl" to me I would cry for 12 days. I want to touch Paul Hollywood with my pastry brush and I'm not going to wear surgical gloves when I do it.
The Real Housewives of New York. I will not hear a word against this programme. It is terrible and glorious all at the same time. Anyone who watches it will agree with me when I say Carole Radziwill is fantastic and LuAnn de Lesseps is a massive pikey with a man's head who is not French (as she claims); her mother was French-Canadian. It is not the same thing (not better or worse, just not the same thing).
The Real Housewives of Vancouver. Anyone who thinks all Canadians are nice just needs to watch this programme for 2 seconds. They are terrible people (apart from the one with the weird accent who likes boys).
Downton Abbey. I haven't watched the new series yet but I know it will be good. Won't it?
The Thick of It. I mean really:
Also, wasn't 2012 good.
Going to the Gym
Not doing super-well on this front yet, i.e. twice a week, but better than before, i.e. not at all for two years. I have a 'personal trainer' who I think will be better than the hapless Anuja. The reason I like her is that one year ago she weighed as much as me (i.e. far too much) but had surgery to get thinner and makes no bones about it. I am not going to have surgery but I am going to do her devil programme 3 times a week and we will see if I can lose 20lbs by Christmas.
Making jam
A lot of jam. This is about 1/10th of what we got out of the plum and apple trees:
Enjoying this excellent coffee pot cosy, designed by Hazel of Amsterdam:
Going to Toronto, which even the dogs wish they could escape from:
Finding Isaac "Figgy" Newton in the garden
And using the wood burning oven we (and 15 friends) built in the garden. That's a whole other post, but here it is before the roof went on:
And now, to the gym, where I will sweat like a killer and do unladylike situps.
Pip pip !
NWM
4 comments:
Oh! The oven! I have been COVETING one of those and I haven't a garden to put one in! You are going to post on how you made it, yes? And what delicious bread and pizza and other things are cooked in it? Yes?
I mean, the rest is all very interesting and congratulations on having both an escape-proof chip fork AND a tea cozy that can channel Jim Henson for consultations, but OVEN!
Blimey, is that a teeny weeny axolotl? Also I like your writing on the jam labels. You are a very CLEVER girl.
HULLO MEGAN. Yes I will definitely do this. I will do it with my 'husband'.
HULLO NELLIG. I think it is a yellow-spotted salamander newt or something. Did you see his tiny hands on the massive hand of my husband, famous animal-lover? Newty Fingers = new favourite thing. Thank you for liking my writing. I think it looks oK but is illegible. Are you a graphologist and can I have a certificate to prove I am clever? Can I?
Approved NWM.
This is almost like a circular letter, most popular in the 70's transient suburban households.
Perfect b'day present.
I shall reward you.
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