tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52927822011-06-08T08:00:36.588+01:00for when the eloquence escapes meSherrynoreply@blogger.comBlogger13081100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5292782.post-1158776535375107262006-09-20T19:19:00.001+01:002008-02-18T19:58:07.783Z

This blog has moved.

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1. Dan picks up an abandoned cup of coffee that has been sitting in the car for close to a month. The bottom drops out and icky liquid which STINKS goes everywhere. I refused to be involved in the cleaning because it was his coffee and this will teach him not to leave it there. 2. We go to the store to buy coconut milk which I forgot to buy yesterday. We buy stuff. We leave. We come home. I sit

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It's a sign of how my mind is working that when I read in a comment that I'd been tagged, I started thinking about curfews and Home Secretaries and Liberty going out of its mind.So thanks to the Wandering Dervish, all Shetai readers can read about 5 things to do in my city. While it's tempting to nominate a city I like for this task (Cambridge, Colombo, Dhaka), I feel obligated to pick 5 things

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Bad driver of the day: White Ford Transit Van Highway Maintenance driver, 2002 reg. Tailgated me on single carriageway road when I was going between 55 - 60mph. Eventually overtook and sped off into the distance. (This is likely to be a regular feature.) Bad domesticity news of the day: the price of laundry has gone up - £1.60 is a rip off. To protest this change in price (of which we were not

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I'm feeling tiredness on a new level - getting up at 6am is nothing something I'm used to at the moment; the going to sleep at 10pm (how else would I get 8 hours) is a lot easier.I've had to stop myself building up a collection of high heels in the car. Given the number of pairs of shoes I have, it is likely that if I didn't bring them in, I'd fill up the car eventually.Today was a hellish drive,

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That I missed1. Dan2. The power shower3. Double bed and lovely duvet4. The kitchen knives5. My laptopThat I could do without 1. Doing dishes2. Traffic3. High fuel prices4. Ironing5. Dodgy trolleys at TescoThat I will do in the next 5 days 1. Drive 500 miles all by myself2. Work3. Worry about how to get the housework done4. Feel tired5. Try to get the new blog going.----Blogging is likely to be

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"I've been shopping!" "Let me guess, did you buy clothes?" "Um, yes." (Thinking, am I that transparent?) "Did you buy a wardrobe as well?"   -----   "Why are you watching this again, we've seen it all." "I haven't seen it, they're keeping me company."   Twenty minutes later: "Their dad is dead? I haven't seen this!" "I thought you'd seen it all."   -----   "Aar kaam kaaj nai karo." "Aar koto kaam

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A seafood barbeque on a cliff overlooking the Indian Ocean.   Crab on the patio with a sea breeze in my hair.   Frozen margaritas while watching the ships out at sea.   Lobster and prawns at one of my favourite restaurants.   Crunching ice for fun.   I can't complain.

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Sleeping in until 10.30 = bliss.Eating loads of home-cooked food = ditto.The dog constantly shuffling in and out of my bedroom = drooly.You get the picture.---Edited to add: for some reason this post is not showing up when I refresh but exists in blogger. Grrr.

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Happy Birthday Puchicken   ----   We're off to the beach to celebrate. There's going to be cake - wheee!

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I often find that when I'm busy, or when I don't have any time to myself, I stop blogging. That is what has happened over the past few weeks - I've been busy. It's been great but I've been feeling little twinges of guilt (or maybe it's indigestion from all the eating I've been doing) for not blogging.   Right now, I'm in the airport lounge, checked in and settled 3 hours (!!) before my flight.

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Trewithen milk (at least that's what I think it's called) - gorgeously creamy. Non-homogenised I think.   Fish and chips at Rick Stein's. Mmmm, gurnard.   Sleeping in, in a warm bed.   -----   Next week, this time: in Sri Lanka   In a fortnight, this time: back from my second day at work.

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If you collect smurfs, you might want to check this out: SMURFS!   (Shameless promotion.)

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I finally feel like I'm on holiday. I've been without structure since the end of May but somehow the last week has actually felt holiday-like. It might be to do with the fact that Dan is also on holiday.   Lille was great - we had some good food, a lot of beer and nice wine too. I'll blog more about that later.   We're in Cornwall now and I spent a part of the afternoon staring at navy jets

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Dan and I watched A Scanner Darkly yesterday. Dan didn't believe me when I said it was animated (rotascope: they film the shot and then draw over the film or something like that) so there was quite a bit of I told you so going on. It was quite surreal but an enjoyable hour and a half.Today we headed to MK for some shoe shopping (green ballerina shoes with ankle tie for me!), lunch and book

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Dan and I are off to Lille next week. We're spending two nights there and we can't wait! If you have any recommendations for places to eat drink or just have a wander around, leave a comment or email me.

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I wake up because there's a loud banging noise."Sweetheart?!" Dan comes into the bedroom. "What's that noise?" "I thought it was you.""I was asleep.""It's probably nothing then.""Check the door.""There's not going to be anybody there.""It might be the postman."Door opens."Hello."Noises of parcel being handed over to Dan.A big parcel is handed over to me.My sister's birthday present has arrived. I

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I couldn't wait to see what all the hype was about so I created a new account to check it out. Answer: NOT MUCH.- Still can't make three columns. Damn you blogger, I want a three column template!- Forget that, I can't even seem to move my links etc from the right to the left!- All those new templates by the best web designers? Not seeing them.- The link creating device - not so handy. I wonder if

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Blogger have launched the beta version! It sounds promising with the opportunity for categories, and less html fiddling around and new templates! Now if only my account would be switched over like now, I'd get to spend my day playing around with it!(I know I have ended every sentence with an exclamation mark and people will raise eyebrows, but I'm excited!)

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Thanks to my sister's persistence in asking awkward questions and attempts to move her birthday party to a time when I will be in the country I've had to tell her that my plans actually mean that I will be there for her birthday rather than the version of the plan she knew of which would get me there a few days after her birthday. It was going to be a surprise, but now it isn't. Oh well. On the

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I'm feeling slightly under the weather. Last night's restlessness and general feeling of being unsettled didn't help. On the bright side, because the weather has cooled down to the point where I wonder if this is actually still August, I was able to go for my run this morning and actually enjoy it instead of swearing because of the heat. I've got part of dinner on the go; I have found this

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We landed up heading to MK today instead of Cambridge as we had originally planned. This had a little something to do with me being a lazy sod and staying in bed until half-ten and a lot of something to do with the miserable weather! After lunch at Wagamama's, I headed into GAP, to look for "black trousers to wear to work". Of course, the black trousers available were (a) a size too small (b) in

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You can infer what you like from the title.

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This was originally going to be a whine rather than a post about wine, but my whine-y feeling is more or less gone and I bought some nice wine when I drove to Tesco some time ago, so a post about wine instead.A few weeks ago, I bought the Ring-Bolt Cab Sauv home. It was one of the best red wines I've had (even Dan agreed!), and for the price, it's a steal. Today I've brought home this Yalumba Y

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Despite two good scrubs after my swim this morning my hands still smell of chlorine. Of course, there's worse things to smell of but that isn't the point.

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At around 4.45am today I stumbled to the toilet. As I got back into bed I looked out the window and noticed the sky lightening up over the horizon*. Dan fidgeted next to me while I dozed. At some indeterminate time he announced that he was getting out of bed. I looked at my watch, saw it was 5.30, said "Ok sweetheart" and thought "Score, I can stretch onto his side now".At some later time, I

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I am irritated. My brain is all over the place today and I'm having trouble with basic comprehension and keep forgetting things. I'd drive to the supermarket to pick up the things I've forgotten but I'm not sure I should be driving when my concentration has gone out the window.I might just land up like the moron who drove the wrong way on the M1. How do you do that? (Heard the story on the radio,

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We live on a private, access controlled road with residents only parking*. There's usually plenty of space about and while everybody seems to have a preferred place to park, the cars move around a fair bit depending on what's available. One of the cars though, it hasn't moved in months. Dan and I have watched it as its licence plate has deteriorated to the point where it can't be read - it's gone

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To the lady I don't know who was standing at a bus-stop on my route and gave me a massive smile, yelled "Well done" and gave me two thumbs up - thank you. I grinned for the rest of my run and it went a lot better than my run on Saturday did!

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Today has turned out to be chore day: vacuuming, mopping the kitchen floor, laundry... you get the picture. I still have the dishes to do and the laundry needs to be put in the dryer. I just folded the laundry from last week so it's not a wonder that I feel I'm a little behind. ----When I cook something new that Dan likes, we land up eating a lot of it. The other week I had to put my foot down

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So I thought that word of my wasp killing tendencies would get around the population and they'd stay away. No such luck. Turns out the wasps west of the M1 not only love ham, cheese and mustard sandwhiches, they get high on cranberry juice too. There was one such wasp in the house today, flying around and smelling everything from Dan's bananas to my oranges to the cookbook I made for Dan. It even

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I find I have some free time on my hands this evening. I was initially going to post about the playlist I have for my running expeditions but when I went into iTunes I realised that I could use the time to name all the unidentified songs on my computer. I've worked my way through "80s collection 1" and "Pop Collection 2002" both of which (thankfully) required liberal doses of Googling before I

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I had to be somewhere this morning. I got to a place I thought was close to there and then started to walk what I thought was the short walk over. Over 2 miles and multiple direction-requests later I landed up where I needed to be. Just at the time I needed to be there. I was dripping sweat and stressed but I got a few minutes to myself and relaxed. Another reason to get sat-nav: because

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A few months ago, I discovered a new blog. And then the new blogger I found wrote a post about running and I thought to myself that maybe I should start running. After all, I'm unemployed between jobs and have plenty of time on my hands so I couldn't use the time excuse; and heaven knows I could do with being fitter. So I went for a run, discovered that my underwear got scrunched up my ass and

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- my sister, aged probably about 4, after she'd just killed a mosquito.I've been taking a page out of her zero-tolerance approach book and just smooshed the wasp that has been plaguing our house the last few days. Everytime I open a window, it comes buzzing in and has to be chased out. Earlier it managed to avoid the vacuum cleaner but it just came in when I was half way through my sandwhich so

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Something in the Blogger system has been tweaked and all my previously "lost" emailed posts have now begun reappearing. Which means I have to keep deleting them. Rather odd.That's about the highlight of my day, which is an indication of how little I've been doing.On the holiday planning front: the holiday is now a bit more planned but I'll believe it when I have the tickets in hand and am

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We drove to Cornwall on Friday - it took us just short of 6 hours, which is about par for the course. Hoping to continue being the best girlfriend in the world, I offered to do the first stretch of driving which combines two really nasty things: roadworks on the M1 and the M25. I probably drove for about the first hour and a half and stopped because Dan was sitting there with an "I'm bored and

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I love making weekend affecting plans halfway through the day. Nothing new for Dan and myself to be doing it. In fact, regular readers won't even find the destination a surprise. With the first weekend Dan's had off in.. well.. weeks, we're driving down to Cornwall and chilling out for a day before driving back for work on Monday. We wanted to spend time together, just us, and what better way

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The last few days I've been feeling a little woozy - sitting up or standing suddenly the floor seems to shift and this throws me off-balance. It's happening with annoying frequency today (try writing a covering letter when the world keeps shifting) so I hope it stops soon. Drinking plenty, and making sure I have enough salt to replace the salt I lose from going on my run aren't helping. And I

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Because I'm on a bit of a roll on my other blog, I present to you: dinner tonight."I feel like a big piece of chorizo now" - Dan, in post-prandial bliss.

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After close to 6 months of wishing Dan would hurry up and come home from work I have found the ultimate inducement. First I'll tell you what it's not (among other things):- text messages- phone calls- demonstrations of my love for him- demonstrations of my irritation when he is late coming home- having to be someplace important at a certain time.I'll tell you what it is:- gin.

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My day is pretty much defined by the Radio 2 schedule; right now the last 20 minutes of Jeremy Vine is on and the nation is getting all het up about caravans. Personally, I'm not a fan and if you've ever been stuck behind a caravan going up a hill in slow moving traffic where the driver doesn't have great clutch control you wouldn't be ecstatic about them either. The caravan enthusiast they had

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Sleep is becoming an issue. Last night I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. When I did fall asleep I slept lightly, waking up whenever my pillows became too hot. When the alarm went off at 6.30 I was so not in the mood to get up and this afternoon I've needed a nap just to survive. The usual food dilemma (what do we eat this week) is raging in my head - weekly menus are tough for summer;

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New cake post up here.

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I gave myself a mental kick in the ass* today and drove to Tesco**. I managed the round-trip without:(a) crashing into anything(b) being honked at on the round-about for majorly mis-timing my entry (something that terrifies me) (c) being honked at on the round-about for spending too long waiting for a gap I was happy with (something that stresses me out)(d) anybody showing me the finger(e)

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... I'm like a radiator.Dan and I went for a drive yesterday - we saw the aftermath of a car crash; I still can't figure out how exactly the cars collided.Dan has cooked dinner for me the last two nights - have to love the boy. Dan and I have been looking at holidays. Any suggestions for where we just *have* to go?I spent the afternoon in London - it was hot and wet and dry and I had a go on a

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Last night, Dan worked till 1am; then we had dinner and went to bed around 2am. Around 5am I got up and pulled the curtains shut (the sun hits the bed and makes it unbearably hot) to try to cool the room down but it didn't work so well.As a result I have been exhausted all day! Right on the dot at 9am my dad called and then hung up again when he realised he'd jarred me awake. After that though I

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I sincerely hope it cools down soon. Normally, sticking my hand out the window means I'm sticking it into a cooler atmosphere (that's how hot the house is). Not so yesterday and today: both days it's been hotter outside than in and warm air has been rushing into the house. Quite frankly I'd rather have a warm breezy house than a slightly but only just cooler stuffy house so warm air it was. I had

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Today is one of the hottest days for well, ages. And while I'm glad that our windows are all East-facing and that therefore we don't get much direct sun after 10am, I wish that the kitchen/living room could take after the bedroom and just be cooler. Of course, given that the stove has been on all day, it's to be expected that this room will resemble a sauna. I would blog about why the stove's on

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Yesterday Dan called home while I was lazing around in bed reading my book. "We're going out for dinner", I told him rather excitedly. "Ok, but you have to pick where we're going" (he knows I hate doing this). "Already done", I chirped back at him. I'd decided that we were going to The Birch at Woburn, a restaurant about a 20 minute drive away. We first heard of the place when we went to the

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More on my dreams (this is likely to make little sense unless you were at Cambridge or know a fair bit about it):A few nights ago I dreamt I was back in Cambridge. It was the start of term, it was a new supervision and for some reason I was doing a Part III in Law. (There is no Part III.) In my dream I was totally confused because one of my PIII papers was Family law which I had done as a PII

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I sat down to write this post and then I realised that I haven't actually been all that lazy today - just this afternoon. This morning though I went for a run and also went to Tesco for a shop. I went to Tesco with the intention of buying gin for g&ts. I picked up (among other things) the gin, the tonic and the lemons but couldn't find a single ice-tray in the place (bags of ice were bountiful

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Movies:1. The Breakup2. The Devil Wears Prada3. Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift4. Just My Luck5. Superman ReturnsAnd seriously, what is up with the traffic? It is backed up all the way from the Tesco to the motorway and down past the hospital as far as I can see. Probably the only day when walking would be faster than taking the car around here.

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1. So something's up with my body - I feel cold. My hands and feet, they're cold. And the breeze coming in through the window makes me shiver my big fat ass off. And whatever people might say about how lovely the weather is etc etc, it's cold here in Casa de Sherry and Dan. Case in point: last night, no fan and lots of duvet. We've been using the fan for about 5/6 weeks now and earlier this week

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And I've only just started drinking the beer. Pssshh.

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In this list.----I totally forgot about the mugging that has recently taken place near our house until I was running down that particular street feeling conspicuous because of my i-pod headphones. I may have to invest in some different headphones. Also, any recommendations for a piece of kit whereby I can strap my i-pod to my arm or waist or something? Putting it in my pockets is inconvenient and

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While there's some things I can't bear to do with other people (cleaning for example), there's somethings I hate doing alone; like going out to a restaurant by myself, or going for a coffee by myself. When I'm out alone, I rarely wander - I like having a purpose, hence a long walk in the countryside is not for me, but a long walk into town I can handle, because there's a purpose to it (getting to

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I have the day to myself today and getting up early has meant that I have even more of the day to myself. I suppose I could go into town and buy some specs but I don't have any change and it looks like it's going to rain. I'm fresh out of chick-lit to keep me occupied (the only unread books in the house at the moment are two Hardy's, one Bronte, a book of Tagore poems and some scary book which

Sherrynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5292782.post-1152708347655112862006-07-12T13:45:00.000+01:002006-07-12T13:45:53.370+01:00

New recipe here.

Sherrynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5292782.post-1152697713589800042006-07-12T10:48:00.000+01:002006-07-13T17:23:44.633+01:00

A word of advice: the Vision Express store on Oxford Street is a "premium" store. They don't do their 2 pairs for £99 deal there (why have a deal when you can rip the tourists off?) so if you walk around the whole store looking for the 2 for 99 rack and don't find it, don't be surprised.I had my last qualifying session last night. I managed to run some errands before I had to be there and even

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Last night I dreamt that I was stabbed in the back. Not metaphorically, but actually. There was a knife sized hole in my back and lots of drugs being provided through massive needles. I was also shot at and involved in a train accident. Funny things about my dreams:1. I've had the train accident dream before, and I died in the previous version. In this version I somehow managed to save a bunch

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I have checked the post about 6 times today. The last time I checked the post was when after walking back disappointedly from an empty box, I remembered that I had already brought the post in and when I picked up my keys to go check the post I picked them up from the letters I'd brought in not 30 minutes previously. And that's the sort of day it is.Am listening to Radio 2 as they debate what to

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Last week was a bit here and there. One day we planned to go to Cornwall, then we weren't going, then we we were going but on Saturday, then we weren't going, then we were going - in 15 minutes. When Dan came home at 5.55 on Friday and announced that we were going to Cornwall, I was not a happy bunny. We landed up having dinner on the train and got in rather late. On Saturday we picked up the car

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By a strange twist of fate, I was in Cornwall today to receive my results (which had been posted to the wrong address). Given that I've passed (and rather well too) all that's left is my call to the Bar. Bring on the wigs and gowns!

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So we've been living here 5 months. Without a tv. This means that we listen to the radio a lot. On my teeny little CD/radio player I got for my teeny little college room. In the mornings Dan (and recently myself when I've been awake) listens to Radio 4. I love Radio 2 though - the traffic announcements make my day, which is rather sad, but there we go. This week, I've been listening to Steve

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Because I look like a 12 year old!

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I had butter on my first slice of toast* yesterday. It didn't taste quite right, so I had to have a slice of toast with some jam on. Just now, I realised the mistake I made. Instead of using the slightly salted, I had used the unsalted (that I use for baking) - I wasn't going to make the same mistake twice. Now, the toast with slightly salted tasted so good that I shall probably have to have

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Occasionally, my finger pads decide to moult. This wouldn't be a problem, but all the fingers do it together and this for some reason affects my sense of touch (a lot of things just land up feeling like moulting finger pads) which is rather disconcerting. The weather has been odd today, sun, then rain, now it looks like sun again but because the house is east-facing straight into a fence I can't

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My sister left today. It was sad but we managed not to cry and to become incredibly stressed due to the incompetence of the various people we had to deal with. We left the house rather early this morning and then spent hours just waiting in Terminal 4, which is one of the most boring terminals ever. I wonder if Rebecca's flight left on time - I doubt it as five minutes before departure time

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My poor housekeeping was pointed out to me by Alex today. He rather intelligently waited until he was out of hitting range (about 3 hours drive away) before telling me that he noticed that the pedestal fan was collecting fluff. I knew this and had already tried to clean it this morning, without much success. Pooh. Still, I'm baking (not cakes, in the heat) and blogging while my sister and Dan are

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We watched "Over the Hedge" yesterday - it's not as good as Madagascar but isn't a bad way to spend an hour and a half. The three mile walk back took us just over an hour. I was hot and bothered and extremely cranky. A most riveting article in the Sunday Times yesterday by Christina Lamb about a "battle" she was caught up in; she's on Radio 4 now and doesn't sound at all like I expected her to.My

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It is soooo hot. And if you don't believe me, walk the mile and a bit from my house to Tesco and see if you don't feel like a limp flower afterwards!A busy day in London yesterday: Starbucks, an interview, shopping, lunch at Busaba Eathai, aimless wandering around trying to avoid the crush of the pride parade, ice water in Starbucks, more wandering, Hamley's, the South Bank, football, dinner on

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The last week or so has made it so very clear why I hate trains. Today, Rebecca and I were forced to stand for an hour because some Sun-reading granny type claimed she had a reservation. I would have happily yielded my seat to her on the basis that she was old but she rather rankled me. Can't wait until we have the car back. Or if not the car, a car.Dan is in charge of dinner tonight and R and I

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The fire in the Kings X area means that my journey north today will be even more of a hassle than usual. Argh.Last night: the open air theatre was amazing - I drank a fair bit of wine but it all went to keeping me warm. Next time I'm taking bin bags for the seats.

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Got home late-ish last night. After hours on the train we all felt grimy and miserable so after a quick dinner we collapsed into bed. Today is grey and miserable - a pity as we're going to an outdoor theatre tonight; I hope the weather improves somewhat. I don't imagine we'll be back home until ridiculously late (again) and so getting up to travel again tomorrow is likely to feel like a drag. I

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My sister has been here from Tuesday. In short, I've been busy (slightly longer version: music night, interview, shopping, napping) and tonight we're driving to Cornwall - wahey.Have to go do something. No time.

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My birthday i-pod has arrived! I charged it up, while charging expanded my music library and then loaded it all onto the i-pod. My sister and Dan are alternately amused and horrified as I dance around the living room bellowing tunelessly along with whatever song is playing. This is by no means my first MP3 player but I've opted for versions with simple displays and very little memory space when

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My sister is here!

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Dan and I returned from Tesco today (with a lot of shopping) only to find that the fire-alarm in our block had been triggered (again) and everybody standing outside the entrance door. Three fire engines were called out for a false alarm. What a waste of money. Too annoyed to blog about it.

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We drove to Cambridge yesterday, getting there around lunch-time. Because of a slip road being closed "due to unforeseen circumstances" (i.e. planned roadworks) we didn't enter Cambridge the way we nearly do and instead landed up practically in town. Rather than head out of town to a park and ride site we decided to park centrally. EXCEPT: the cheap car parks close at 6pm (no good) and the not

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Tomorrow in Cambridge I am going to meet people. Some I haven't seen in ages (like since December) and some I've seen since then (like 2/3 weeks ago). This is exciting because I love catching up with people - talk talk talk talk. That's me. That's why this blog is going strong three years down the line.Ice-cream plug: Gu ice cream, discovered in Sainsbury's last night. Very yummy.Sainsbury's plug

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I am slowly showing Dan how super it is to sleep in until 11am. While I may not convert him for life (and quite frankly I'm not such a massive fan of it either), it's nice to sleep in once or twice.I have dined at Middle twice this week, once last week and will dine once more next week. So far last night's meal has been the best but as is usually the case, that isn't saying much. I am ecstatic

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A few days ago, I sat at the dining table stuffing an overly sweet highly calorific cupcake into my mouth and swigged it down with some diet coke. Then, I looked over at Dan and said "The only thing missing is me revising for Tripos" (or something like that). And that's when it struck me, not only is this the first year where my exams were done before my birthday, this is the first year of my "

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Dan and I got to bed around 2.30am yesterday. I had decided to be a martyr and wait up for him and then once he got home he realised he hadn't returned his bleep so I decided to accompany him on a moonlit walk across the hospital site. We got back and he had some leftover kofta (I so don't do leftovers) and we collapsed into bed. The house phone rang this morning, jarring me awake. It's on my

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Continuing with my clumsiness this week...... (quick recap: break glass, get glass in hand; break something made of glass, get glass in foot; step on hot hair straighteners, burn foot)...Last night, I took a tumble down a flight of steps. A flight of steps long (?high) enough that I had enough time to think " So this is what falling down a flight of stairs is like... shit, I'm going headfirst

Sherrynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5292782.post-1149761648976155552006-06-08T11:14:00.000+01:002006-06-08T11:14:09.076+01:00

... that "rejected" and "selected" have the same key pattern when using predictive text.

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I was feeling stressed as I started cooking lunch so Dan has taken over and won't let me near the kitchen half of the room. As I mentioned a couple of posts ago, we've rejigged our day so that we eat a big meal around 3pm instead of eating dinner together. I land up hungry later on but not hungry enough to actually cook something (or re-heat something) so yesterday this is what I ate for "dinner"

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Having managed like an idiot to burn part of the sole of my foot and my little toe (stepped on my hair straighteners!!) I am now in a fair bit of pain. It's kind of sucky. I'm more than a bit stupid.   Interview in an hour - hopefully the limp will hold off for some time!

Sherrynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5292782.post-1149544568817564952006-06-05T22:56:00.000+01:002006-06-05T22:56:08.930+01:00

When Dan started the last year of his degree and when he looked at jobs and when it became clear that I was very much going to stay with him for a long time, my mother (who knows my needy clingy side) warned me that Dan would be busy, that I might not see him as much as I'd like and that I should be prepared for this. Luckily, lack of time has not been a problem for us. His final year was the

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Friday: recovering from creme brulee, waiting for my amazon birthday delivery, watching Meet Joe Black, getting said delivery, cooking curry based on the delivery, red wine;Saturday: Milton Keynes (because there are no book stores in Luton - at first I thought this place was a culinary black hole, but it's just a black hole), Oxford, fuel light on on the way home, reading from my delivery,

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My last birthday present of the day is....... a creme brulee blow torch!!Woooooo.Going to go eat creme brulee now :)Updated to add: after I posted this last night, I shovelled two creme brulees into my mouth in quick succession. The combination of steak, roast potatoes, my two favourite vegetables (betcha can't guess what they are), half a bottle of vintage Veuve and the creme brulee meant that

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This is the first birthday I've had since entering the educational system where I do not have to worry about exams on/a few days after my birthday. This is good and bad. It is good because I can enjoy my birthday and spend all day reading blogs if I want to. It is bad because my body has decided that it should celebrate by being ill. Which is why I want to spend the rest of the day in bed, but

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My first day of 22 is rather like my last of 21. Except of course for all the bright yellow snot flowing out of me; I suppose it's better than Christmas themed nose goo*.I have been told to stay at home today; whether this is because I am contagious as hell or need to accept deliveries I'm not yet sure. Lots of meaningless blogging is likely. *It's my birthday and I shall be disgusting if I want

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I decided I'd call it a night at around 7. By the time I meandered through a few blogs and a pre-bed shower it was about half eight. An hour later and I've not been able to fall asleep and Dan is making my birthday card so can't keep coming in to entertain me and I've had to resort to using the internet in bed. ----It appears that my sister shall be coming in about 3 weeks to spend the first few

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I have recently discovered the perils of cohabiting with a doctor. The blood stained shirts and ties I can handle; the nasty cold/flu bugs which leave you having trouble breathing, coughing and rubbing your nose raw I'm not so good with. It all started on Sunday - I wasn't sure if it was an allergic reaction to the cats in the household we were house-guesting in or a cold so I went for the double

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My blog isn't loading properly since I posted my last post - the sidebar's disappeared and the last few posts don't appear. And I haven't even buggered around with the template. Argh. More wine needed.

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Rain, hail and wind - you'd never think it's June in 2 more days. Eastbound Fleet services on the M3 - the KFC servers are ruuuuude. Dan and I told them so and refused to buy from them.Have a fish pie in the oven and a chocolate pudding for later in the fridge - cannot wait. Feels like I haven't eaten properly in days.

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The last two days have seen me develop a new routine. Rather than reluctantly dragging myself out of bed in the morning hoping the trains are down because I didn't want to go to school, I have been up at 5.15am and dozing until Dan needs me to drive him to the station (before 7am). This is unusual for two reasons: (i) I do not like getting up early; I hate it.and(ii) Prior to yesterday, the only

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I have handed in my last assignments; I performed my last "camera" assessment today and professional development is just a bit of pink paper. I am officially done and it feels good. I feel happy. And that too is a good thing.

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I'm working on my final two assessment opinions. One of them is very very hard. I shall not be blogging much because that means coming online and that means procrastinating.I also have my negotiation assessment tomorrow. Eeep.

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