Backwards In High Heels

I'll Have a P please Bob

I have been tagged by Kate for a meme where you have to write ten things about yourself connected to an alloted letter. Kate has alloted me P. If you want to be tagged leave me a comment or email me and I'll send you a letter.

So here goes....P....

People: I love people watching, especially at outdoor concerts. Some people may call it being nosey but I like to term it inquisitiveness. I like to think people are basically good and try to find that in everyone I meet unless they are hellbent on proving otherwise. I like to communicate with people but not have them in my space too much. I think being an only child from the sticks I am used to and like my own space and company.

Pussycats: I think it goes without saying if you look around this blog that I am fond of my furry friends whether permanent residents or guests. I love the independence and confidence cats have, if anything I envy it.

Potatos: hail the king of the veg patch. I love potatoes in any form - fry 'em, mash 'em, roast 'em just eat 'em. The jacket spud is the most comforting food and infact will be on my menu tomorrow night, covered in butter and cheese. And, they are great fun to grow too. I love harvesting potatoes, the thrill of turning over the soil and rooting for the spuds.

Primary School: I had a primary school experience many won't have had or ever will have. A village primary school surrounded by farm land, what a setting. In my primary school there were 11 pupils at one point, not 11 in my class, 11 in the whole school! We were all taught at our own speed so it was almost like having a private tutor until I was 11. I was put a year ahead in effect, fell in love with books and learning in the most glorious enviroment. Happy days.

Physics: staying on the educational tract, physics. I enjoyed sciences as school though I was somewhat railroaded into doing them at the school I attended for my A-levels. The leap from GSCE to A-level physics was a strain. My A-level Physics teacher was a gem, the spitting image of Penfold from Dangermouse who desperately tried to translate what was an alien language in my eyes. I struggled on and remain very proud of the C Grade I eventually got.

Portugal: when Formula One was still interesting, many moons ago, we would go to the Portuguese Grand Prix each year. It was held at Estoril and we would stay on the Lisbon coast, just a few miles from the circuit, in Cascais. I could fill pages and pages with the happy memories and gossip from those trips. The GP would often fall around my birthday to add to the celebrations. I would love to return one day soon, perhaps for the MotoGP which visits now.

Purple: one of my favourite colours to dye my hair.

Pantomime: what a great British institution the panto is. Going to the panto was one of the highlights of the festive season for me as a child be it the local am-dram production or the one at nearby Theatre with such big names as the Chuckle Brothers, Stu Francis or Bernie Clifton - I've seen the best of Panto, I have.  If there was a chance to be on the stage I was there in a shot telling jokes...perhaps this is when the seeds of loving comedy were truly sown.

Pompeii: Pompeii is a place I would love to visit. Everyone I know who has been there has raved about it and it fascinates me. I also love the film and series Up Pompeii, in fact I watched the film on dvd on Saturday for the umpteenth time. I have every intention of visiting the real Pompeii one day and reeling off every Frankie Howerd joke I can remember. Mmmm, now to think up what my character name would have been in Up Pompeii...

Pens: I love pens, in fact all stationary but especially pens. I go through phases of having a favourite, special and/or lucky pen.

So there you have it. I have gotten through the Meme of ten things beginning with P without mentioning penis because I am a classy bird, that and it would just be my theory on how male genitalia proves there is a God with a sense of humour.

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I Must Be Wicked...

I must be wicked because I am not going to get any rest.

I woke up this morning feeling as if the stuffing had been knocked out of me. I am hormonally challenged (listening to the scurrying as the menfolk take cover), there is the cloud over what to do regarding Zuzu's illness and the general doom and gloom in so much news related to me of late.

But I didn't have long to feel like this as the phone went. Could we take three emergency hand rears born last night. The answer was of course yes and we got ready for their arrival. And when they arrived they had multiplied...to SIX! I couldn't believe it. They are very, very tiny - quite unlike Bomber and Bruiser, in fact you'd have to put two of these together to get close to size of B&B as newborns.

As you will see from the picture on the left (click the pictures for full size shots) we have an array of colours this time. Two black, one brindle, one ginger, one ginger & white and a white and tortie who is the runt of the litter.

And to give you an idea of just how tiny they are, the photo on the right shows one of them in the palm of my mum's hand (excuse the paint!)

Whether we can keep them going, well it is a matter of hope more than anything at this stage. They are very fragile.

As they are so small we are having to syringe feed them every two hours. They are too tiny to take to the bottle well and by syringing we can ensure they are all receiving a measured amount.

Yes Pete Doherty, syringes can be used for the power of good.

So more long nights and disturbed sleep...what a great excuse to watch more Big Brother...I may even enter Quizmania.

Elsewhere in my Kitten creche, Bomber and Bruiser have been promoted to the penthouse suite. It is hard to believe these little porkers aren't even four weeks old yet. They are so spritely, and are now getting to grips with their legs - hey there are four to co-ordinate all at one, you lot took months to master two. Here are my stars:

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Bye, Bye Bonnie

Last night saw the first BB7 eviction, and it was no shock to see Bonnie be given the boot.

Q: What's the difference between Bonnie and a truck?
A: A truck can be articulated

The poor youngster seemed nice enough but was out of her depth in the Big Brother house.  The rare times we heard her speak it was littered with yeahs, buts and whatevers. She sounded like a Catherine Tate sketch, only with the jokes removed.

She obviously worried about whether the others spoke the same language as she finished most sentences with a worried 'do you get me?' Sadly, no, they didn't get her.

It was if she spoke on a different frequency to the other housemates, she looked to try and join in but they seemed never to hear her which made me really feel for her. We've all had that feeling of not fitting in. She was having that feeling in front of a few million viewers poor kid.

 

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