It was a really great weekend! Had almost forgotten how much I love the sea.
Oh, I do like to be beside the seaside
It was a really great weekend! Had almost forgotten how much I love the sea.
Waltzing? Keep on Dreaming!
André Rieu! (Who is that, anyway?) I don’t know what’s the most frightening – his hair or the fact that there must already have been plans for a “Waltzing in
Well, T was nice and compensated by making a personal playlist on Spotify for me. (And no, it was never played.)
Happy feet?
And I'm back!
So, for now we are all back in London. We have moved again - I refused to have a baby in that old flat (see old post on a certain rat...). We are further out from the centre (the fact that our street address has the word 'village' in it should be a clue), but it is green and leafy and baby friendly (though I feel far from one of the many yummy-mummies that populate the neighbourhood). I'll be home from work for the next year, looking after baby H. (I had some vague idea of finishing off some articles during this time, but considering how little time I have to myself at the moment that seems like pretty unlikely. I'm still impressed by people who claim that having a baby has made them much more time efficient. Hell no! It has just taking me from being lazy to making me completely inefficient.) Sunny days are spent in the park, rainy ones (which so far has been most of them) in front of the tellie, watching old seasons of Glee. Occasionally H allows me to pick up my Kindle (love, love, love!) for a few minutes, where I for the last six months have been trying to get through Karl Ove Knausgård's "Min Kamp 1" (in Norwegian, of course). A story, which so far (two thirds in) is a good, but not captivating read (therefore the long time). Hopefully, I will from now on be able to fill some of these baby free gaps with new blog posts. Fingers crossed!
Messy
Well, this is my working space (when it is not occupied by hubby). Here is almost everything I need - a piece of manuscript, some glue (not to be used on said piece), old candy wrappers, an empty coffee cup, a soft monkey, an empty bottle (from the night before), nail polish, party hats (not from the night before), loads of pens, old batteries and an assortment of happy meal toys. And you wonder why I am no longer very productive? British Library, everything is forgiven - I will come back!
Smell?
Is there something wrong with me?
A new pet?
The black box
A runner
Storage
Who's who?
I know I have blogged about it once before, but at the moment I just cannot emphasize enough how much a love the fact that people share their itunes libraries freely with others. (Mine, of course, is strictly personal.) Today I spent the day listening to someone’s ‘Arabic groove’ (their words, not mine). Brilliant! Firstly, it is actually very groovy (can one still say that, without being stuck in the 60s?) and very easy to listen to. Secondly, there’s no way I can sing along (highly embarrassing if done aloud) and I can’t even sit and listen to the words, as they mean absolutely nothing to me. Perfect for working!
Normally you can group people’s libraries into one of three categories: the senior academic (listens to classical and occasionally some jazz, the most modern stuff they have is ABBA), the fresh BA student (listens mainly to pop/rock, usually pretty mainstream) and then the ‘alternative’ phd student (who is trying to be a bit more ‘deep’ and ‘difficult’ than the average person – he or she is, after all, doing some serious research – and thus won’t have anything from the hit lists in the library). Of course these can also be divided into subgroups, and a good bit of gender and queer theory could be applied to it, but I am trying to keep it simple here.
I was thus very surprised when I the other day came across someone’s library, which mostly consisted of Disney music! I looked around. Who is this person? I came up with four possible explanations: 1) a stressed parent (most likely the mother) is sharing a laptop with the kids, 2) someone is doing a major research project on the importance of music in Disney stories (I was, after all, sitting in the Rare books and music reading room), 3) someone in my alternative group has gone way too alternative, or 4) Disney music has suddenly become retro cool (I definitely wouldn’t know) and someone from the young student group is like the hippest person around. Go figure!
Daily wonderings
You know it is going to be a good day...
Happy anniversary
So, Tim has since walked round singing Girl from Ipanema, and other evergreens. Who said marriage is boring?
Happy anniversary, sugar. You make my life an adventure!
The latest invention
Tim and I sat on the bus on the way to Bar Boulud, a very swanky restaurant in Knightsbridge. I had just put on some lipgloss, when Tim wanted a kiss.
- Mmmm, he smiled happily. (Not that it was flavoured or anything - you do not have to imagine any retro 80s stuff here - but it probably had some faint fruity scent.)
- Yeah, I smiled back (thinking it is pretty nice to have a husband who still occasionally likes to give you a kiss, even in public.)
- Fruit, he said. You know, they should make those in flavoures that boys like, then we could kiss you all the time. Like beer! Or tikka massala.[Oh, God!] Then you could have one on the upper lip and another one on the lower and it would be like a great meal!
- Eh... Yeah...
[Silence.]
- Or cheese and onion! I really like cheese and onion!
Test of the day.

This just came through our letter box. First of all, I am very impressed how they legitimize buying pizza by claiming it is healthy. Secondly, I love their selection of veggies. Spot the odd one out, anyone?








