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Not that I am feeling smug or anything, you understand but I got all the London 2012 Olympic tickets I wanted. I registered, along with millions of others and applied through the first ballot system. I wasn’t greedy and knew there was no point applying for the events that everybody wanted to see: opening / closing ceremonies; men’s 100M final; women’s beach volleyball etc. So I kept it simple: some
Dear ………….. hmm what can I put here You see I can’t use the word “Sir” as you are not. I can’t imagine you are any kind of gentleman at all actually so even using Mr is hard for me. And you didn’t sign the letter you wrote to my grandmother back in March. The footer of your letter says that the Principal is G Fryer. So we did
As some of you may know I was asked by the lovely Jonathan Lloyd who is in charge of the Kings Road website to write something for them recently. He had read my blog post on here earlier this month about “my” Kings Road vs “The” Kings Road and asked if I would write something for them based on my memories of the Kings Road in Chelsea and why it
Dear Sirs We found ourselves wandering into the HMV store last night as we had ten minutes to kill before a dinner reservation. We made a beeline for the iPad section and found a young chap busy turning them all off. “Hello, I wondered if you could help me” I asked of the young chap. Without even looking up from under his fringe or removing his large headphones he
I think it was on Tuesday afternoon that I first saw this: “15 year old girl with terminal cancer has written a bucket list. Let’s see if we can make some of it come true“. Alice Pyne is indeed a 15 year old girl, from Ulverston who has been fighting cancer for four years. She started a blog on Monday saying a little about herself and posting her “bucket list”,
Due to the fact that I am a really important high powered business woman lazy, I do nearly all of my dealings with the outside world on the internet. Reasearch / work / shopping / travel / liaison with school / arranging social events etc, all done via a website or email. My tweet feed is testimony to how I interact with the outside world remotely. Today though I was
“… but, mum, it is raining” “… and? Two weeks ago we wrote in the diary that we were going to the beach today and, therefore we are. Get up” And so it came to pass that we found ourselves off out for the day to Southsea (not Southend as I suggested on Twitter). When I say “we” I mean the Webb family (plus Miss W’s boyfriend) and our lot.
I made no secret on Twitter of the fact that I was off to get my wrist slapped on Wednesday night. I had been “flashed” doing 38mph in a 30mph zone about a month ago and this was my punishment. I knew as soon as I saw the van parked in the layby that I had been caught. I just thanked my lucky stars it hadn’t been half a
This is a topical one. Obama’s £1,000,000 car is grounded. http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-13507728
Dear Politician / Footballer / Celebrity Just what is it that you think you have that makes you so special? That makes you above the law? That you think allows you to live by a different set of rules from the rest of us? You came into the world the same as the rest of us and, therefore, deep down, you are just like the rest of us. And you
Games of “I will show you mine if you show me yours” usually end in one of three ways these days: divorce / an injunction / resigning from The One Show. But that was the conversation a friend and I had recently that ended slightly differently, with the most amazing lunch. You see I discovered that he is a member of “The Club at the Ivy”. I had heard of
I had a big response to my post on whether I should complain about shocking driving I witnessed, telling me I should name and shame the company. I haven’t done that, but here is the email I sent to them this morning. I wonder if I will get a response. Good afternoon I live in Hampshire and followed one of your vans on Wednesday afternoon for about ten miles from