Hansel and Gretel

One of my favourite topics in Literacy has to be 'Traditional Fairytales'. Children just don't seem to know as many stories as they used to, and it's always surprising how many haven't even heard of classics such as Rapunzel, Rumpelstiltskin and Hansel & Gretel. So every morning this week we've read a traditional story together, and it's been lovely. This morning, my story of choice was Hansel and Gretel.

It was horrific.

I'd already explained to the class how there are many different versions of the same story, and how authors such as the Brothers Grimm and Hans Christian Anderson weren't afraid to write about unpleasant events and people. (As an example, we compared two different versions of Little Red Riding Hood- one where the wolf swallows Grandma whole but then gets sliced open by the woodcutter, and another where a book falls off a shelf onto his head, giving him a headache so he forgets about eating Grandma in the first place and becomes a much nicer person.)

But it was only when reading Hansel and Gretel that I realised how scary some of the stories really are. Not only do the poor children have abandonment issues after being left in a forest by their wicked stepmother (on three separate occasions), they then get tempted by a seemingly lovely lady who has lots of sweets and goodies, and promises to take care of them. Only it turns out that she's actually a cannibal who loves eating children, and one of them gets locked in a cage and is force fed until he gets fat enough for a juicy meal. While this is going on, poor Gretel is made a slave and has to work all night and day, terrified of the wicked child-eating lady. (I have never seen my class so gripped by a plotline...) It all turned out alright in the end though, as Gretel eventually pushes the woman into her own oven and cooks her alive. And they lived happily ever after.

Terrifying, non?

The best part of the lesson was when I asked "So, what do you think the moral of this story is?" to be greeted with the reply, "If you see a gingerbread house, don't go inside it".

I thought that Hansel and Gretel would make a rather good horror movie. But when I browsed YouTube for a cartoon version to show the class, I discovered that some bright sparks in South Korea had already jumped on that bandwagon. You've got to admit, the music is a little creepy.

You can't stop the beat...

I love a good ceremony. Yesterday, we went to Daniel and Louise's wedding. Here's a picture of the happy couple:

Lovely.

At the reception, I was lucky enough to witness some rather splendid dance moves. Normally at weddings (especially at Salvation Army ones where the guests are sober), people tend to play it safe with the side-shuffle-in-a-big-circle option. If you look carefully, you might even notice it in the background...

Matt and Chris then attempted to re-enact a scene from Grease:

Finally, Ben and Glyn partnered up for a classic Barry White number:




Diversity, eat your heart out.

A week (or three) in pictures...

I was browsing through my phone when I realised that there were a few photos on there that I'd neglected to upload onto Facebook. And each one had a little story, so I thought it would be nice to put them on here instead. Unfortunately, it's taken about half an hour to work out how to upload four photos to this blog, so the post might be a little shorter than anticipated.

Here is a photo from my Bank Holiday weekend. Suz, Mike and I went on a little picnic to Danbury Lakes, only to discover it was pouring with rain when we got there. Not to be put off, we sat in the car and ate our sandwiches whilst admiring a family determined to share their lunch on the grass under a huge umbrella. So very British.

Last weekend, Heather and I went on a very special outing to Westfields. It was special because all she had ever talked about was her desire to own a Louis Vuitton bag, and finally her dream was about to come true. Doesn't she look happy? (The fact that she could have put a deposit on a house for the amount she paid for it is irrelevent...)


Here is a lovely photo of Heather and I playing with Ben's Warhammer figures (or is it figurines?) We tried to make their arms move, but I don't think they were supposed to. When Ben came into the room and saw what we were doing, I actually thought for a moment that he was going to kill us.

Lesson learnt: Warhammer take a long time to make and are NOT toys.

Finally, we were at Adventure Island the other day, debating whether to go on the new ghost train ride. However, when we tried to go on it, it was closed. We were a little upset until we read the sign outside the ride:

"Oh, they're RE-MAGICIALISING!" Ben said. "That's ok then..."

Eavesdropping in the playground

"I can blink with my eyes closed."

"I promise my lips will be as closed as a mouse."

"Mrs. Smith hurt me."
"Don't be silly. How?"
"By telling me off. She hurt my life."

"My mum is gonna name my baby brother Toby."
"Really?! My invisible friend is called Toby. He's a donkey."

"Why do they call the small chocolate bars 'fun size'? I think it would be more fun to eat a big one."

Mabuhay!

So, I'm finally back from the Philippines after a long and rather stressful plane journey. I flew with Singapore Airlines, which meant that I had to change planes in Singapore. Unfortunately, it stated on my itinery that I would only have 45 minutes stopover time to make the connecting flight to London. Even more unfortunate was the fact that the computer system crashed in Manila, so my plane was delayed by an hour. Assuming I'd missed my flight (and a little disappointed I wouldn't get to ride in one of those beepy car things between the terminals) I sauntered off the plane in a leisurely fashion, only to be greeted by a man at the gate shouting at me, 'Are you London? Then GO! GATE 4! They are all waiting for you!' I ran onto the plane, at which point I realised that a whole cabin of English people (I hadn't seen an English person for two weeks) were glaring at me, as they had been waiting over half an hour. Of course, I wasn't the only person they were waiting for- there were about 15 of us- but still...

And while I'm on the subject of airports, does anyone else have a silent competition with the guy standing next to them at Baggage Reclaim? I do it without even realising. You know what it's like- everyone else seems to always get their luggage first, until there's only a few of you left. It feels like you've been standing there forever and know the people standing next to you really well, even though you haven't actually said a word to them. And the whole time you're thinking, 'I really hope my bag comes first... please be first.... come on...' I don't know why I bother, I always lose.

Anyway, this post was supposed to be about my holiday. I had a fantastic time, although it was rather different to last time as part of the holiday was spent in a province called Bicol, which is in a really remote part of the country with no internet access, phone signal or even proper roads! This was because every Holy Week my mum's family travel there (it was where they grew up) to take part in a town procession on Good Friday, as it's a Catholic tradition for them. It was a world away from the luxury I was used to in Manila, where all my aunties and uncles have lovely big houses with air conditioning and maids. By the time we reached the town it was very dark, and the house was literally in the middle of nowhere, near a tropical forest. Once I'd got used to the cockroaches and frogs (which seemed to be hopping about everywhere- I can't stand frogs!) I realised that I needed to relax and stop being so high maintenance. And once I did that, I had the experience of a lifetime. There aren't many places where you can drive around and see wild monkeys by the side of the road, and bats high up in the trees. I also got to see some amazing sights... here are a few photos from Bicol:

This is Mayon Volcano, the largest and most active volcano in the Philippines. Although you can't really see it here, it's in the shape of a near-perfect cone. And looks pretty impressive at sunset.

We visited some nearby natural hot springs, where the clear water flows straight from the volcano itself. It was a beautiful place and very refreshing!

When my uncle told me he was taking us on a boat trip to a desert island, I assumed he meant a modern motor boat. Oh, how wrong I was... It was a pretty cool way to travel though. Even though the boat owner laughed at me when I asked if he had any life jackets.

There was literally no-one else on this beach apart from us, not even any locals! And I saw some little sword fish when I was swimming. Very cool.

So that was the province of Bicol. Here are a few more photos from the main part of my holiday, which was spent in Manila:

Villa Escudero- where you eat lunch next to a man-made waterfall, with your legs dangling in the water. Fact: Filipinos love to eat. (Every meal is a feast, and during the meal they discuss the what they're going to cook for the next meal...)

Rafting. This was very hard work. And we couldn't work out how to turn the raft around, so in the end we just stood up and turned ourselves around to face the other way. Much easier.

My cousin Mikee and I at Camayan Beach Resort, in Subic Bay. Another stunning beach.

AQUA PARK!!!

There's so much more I could write about, but I feel this is a long enough blog post. Here is a photo of the whole family- these are my first cousins, aunties and uncles on my mum's side of the family. It was fantastic seeing my Auntie Linda again and her daughter Trisha, who I'd never met before as my auntie moved to Canada years ago. I was also reunited with two of my uncles, who hadn't seen me since I was 14 (they're usually abroad as they're both ship captains).

They're not a bad bunch, really.

To fill you in...

Here are the last two months summed up in statistics:

4 The number of incidents involving police that I have driven past on my way home from work- a car crash, a motorbike accident, a fire and a stabbing! (I should point out that all of these incidents occurred in Thorpe Bay or Southend, not in Leigh... Enough said.)

2 The number of places a little boy in my class had managed to break his ankle. Neither of us realised his ankle was broken, so he proceeded to do his spelling test and Show and Tell. What a trooper.

5 The number of choirs I currently belong to. It's great to be a part of so many little communities (some them overlapping) but I have a feeling something will have to give soon... I turned up at my friend Claire's gospel choir rehearsal the other day with 2 music folders, neither of which were the right ones.

7 The amount of Easter related chocolate gifts I received at the end of term. Only two of them were actually eggs- the rest were various farmyard animals. Yum.

1 The number of times I filled up my car with petrol before realising I had left my purse at home. My dad had to come to the rescue, as usual.

100 The amount of pounds I would have won at the casino (at our staff do last week) if I had been gambling with actual money instead of play chips. They had special 'training' tables just for us- I am now an expert at Blackjack. Although I spend most of the evening pretending I was in a James Bond film...

10 The average number of times I check facebook in a single day. Something has got to be done about this.

6 The number of musicals I have seen so far this year. Joseph, Hairspray, Beyond the Barricade, Chicago, Wicked and Flashdance... All of which were fantastic!




3 The number of times I have tried to eat at a Nando's restaurant this week, and failed to secure a table. That's three whole days of daydreaming about a lemon and herb chicken pitta with extra cheese, wasted.

19 The number of hours I have to spend on a plane by myself tomorrow- I'm off to the Philippines again to visit my relatives. I'm very excited!

30 The number of panic filled minutes I have just spent looking for my passport in preparation for said holiday. Argh. (I did find it...)

Another short conversation

Child: What's a stick insect?

Teacher: It's an insect that looks just like a stick. And, (realising this description isn't helping), it has antennae sticking out of its head.

Child: Why?

Teacher: A stick insect uses them to feel and explore the world around it.

Child: Really? I bet it can see really far away too. I wish I had ten eyes sticking out of MY head.

A facebook note

25 Facts about me

1. When I was 16, I was in a sketch with Ant & Dec and Blue on SM:TV Live, doing exercises in a 'gym' sketch.

2. I used to go the cinema solely for the purpose of buying 'Toffee Crisp Popcorn' until eventually they sold out and stopped selling them.

3. Whenever I have a task or challenge to complete, I like to pretend I'm on 'The Krypton Factor'.

4. On two separate occasions, I've been completely and utterly lost in a foreign country on a bus with a driver who spoke no English.

5. One of these places was Rome- my favourite city in the world.

6. My favourite meal is the 'half pizza, half pasta' meal at Joe Rigatoni's in Durham. Nothing else can quite compare.

7. I'm in the Salvation Army, which is a huge part of my life.

8. I LOVE musicals- my current favourite is Hairspray.

9. I am three eighths Filipino, one eighth American, and half English.

10. I occasionally suffer from sleep paralysis, which means that I wake up completely unable to move. Sometimes this lasts for a few seconds, sometimes up to 2 minutes.

11. Last year, I found a two foot long orange snake in my washing basket. After three hours, we realised it had escaped from our next door neighbour's (semi-detached) house!

12. During a sponsored skip in Year 6, I managed 125 skips in one minute. I've never been able to do it since...

13. I have been known to drive a fifteen minute journey to Tesco Pitsea in order to buy one Krispy Kreme doughnut.

14. I once got stung by a bee when I tried to do a cartwheel on the grass and didn't look where I was placing my hands.

15. On a flight to the Philippines, I once received a free upgrade from Economy to First Class. That will never happen again in my life, but I can safely say it was the best 18 hours I've ever spent in the air.

16. When I was younger, I had two gerbils called Bubble and Squeak. They had to be separated when they started to fight, but consequently both died of loneliness. A sad, sad tale.

17. I am lucky to be surrounded by people who are able to make me cry with laughter on a regular basis. Especially Heather, with whom I've developed a strange and unique sense of humour...

18. I've been on some unusual day trips to countries such as Latvia, Lithuania and Slovakia.

19. My first year at Durham Uni was one of the best years of my life- independence, great friends and not a care in the world.

20. I get really annoyed when people confuse 'your' and 'you're'.

21. Once, on a romantic Christmas trip to London, I suddenly got hit by a virus and was violently sick in the middle of a packed out Leicester Square.

22. I've tried to give up chocolate for Lent for the past three years, but have never quite managed it...

23. I still believe that half birthdays should be acknowledged and celebrated.

24. I'm not sporty, artistic or musically gifted. But I am excellent at writing limericks.

25. When I was little, my ambition was to be the girl who dressed up as Tinkerbell and got to 'fly' to the top of the castle to light the Illuminations Fireworks at Disneyland. It still is, if I'm honest...

A short conversation

Year 2 pupil: Miss Allen, look at my new book. Are you a parent?

Me: No

Year 2 pupil: Are you married?

Me: Erm, no.

Year 2 pupil: Oh, that's alright then. This book says 'Adults: KEEP OUT' so when you're an adult, you won't be allowed to look at it anymore.

A bit of spontaneity

I'm not a spontaneous person. I need to know exactly what I'm doing, usually months in advance. But tonight, as I was looking through old family photos, I realised that I really missed my relatives in the Philippines. And then I did something about it. Suddenly, instead of spending the first part of April in a rainy cabin with forty Year 6 children on the Isle of Wight, I'm gonna be spending Easter weekend here:

My family had already planned their Easter break, and asked if it was ok if I tagged along to Mayon Volcano (which is an active volcano- I'm not sure how I feel about that) and the hot springs and waterfalls surrounding it...

It was a difficult decision, but they managed to twist my arm! So it's all worked out rather well.

In other news...

-I'm currently in the middle of 'The Shack' by William Young. I know I'm a little late jumping on the bandwagon, but if you haven't read it- do! It's excellent.

-When bowling at the weekend, I was amazed that the 'chuck and wish' technique I've used since I was seven finally paid off- first strike ever! (This doesn't count Wii bowling and bowling with the barriers up- I've scored many strikes on these occasions...)

-I thought I had more to say, but it turns out I don't.

Dancing on Ice

On Sunday, myself and three friends from work went along to see Dancing on Ice being filmed live in Borehamwood. Because our tickets didn't guarantee entry, the process involved queuing for hours in the freezing cold. We were about halfway in the queue with around 200 people in front of us, so we thought we'd be fine! How wrong we were... the guy handing out wristbands ran out just before he got to us, apologised and explained that there was a huge guest list, and we were now on standby. Most of the people behind us were told to go home, but as we were clutching standby tickets 11-14, we waited. And waited some more. Eventually, at 6.30pm (we'd arrived at 3.40pm) once everyone else had been seated, an announcement was made saying that the first 20 standby people were allowed through... we were VERY lucky.

Now, my friends and I were split up because the only seats available were the ones where friends and family of the celebrities participating hadn't turned up. However, this meant that we were sitting in the VIP area! So it all worked out well. I was sitting with the entire Nolan clan, my friend Janine was next to Alan Carr, Jo was next to Kevin Pieterson (who was rather handsome) and Marie was next to the hosts of Loose Women. And there were a few others we bumped into during the interval, such as Suzanne Shaw and that Angelica Bell from CBBC. Poor Angelica- I made the classic mistake of thinking I knew her when she turned around. Before I knew what was happening a 'Hi!!' had escaped my mouth and she was looking a little blankly at me before politely saying 'Hi!' back. How embarassing! I felt like a prize idiot... until my friend Jo had to step over Graeme Le Saux to get to her seat and did exactly the same thing, but louder: 'Oh, HELLO!' she exclaimed before realising what she'd done. It was very strange.

Has that ever happened to anyone else?

Anyway, we had a fantastic time (even though we were all sitting on our own!). The performances were amazing and for just one single moment I had this thought:

'I want to be a professional ice skater when I grow up.'

Then reality struck and my world came crashing down around me.

'You're 24. You're a teacher. You have no balance or co-ordination. It's too late.'

It was very similar to the time I realised that at no point in my life will I ever grow up in Dublin and have a genuine Irish accent.

Sigh.

Still, if Coleen Nolan can give it a good go, so can I... (the ice-skating, not the Irish accent!)

Birthdays

January has been a busy time for birthdays. As usual, I successfully managed to make my birthday celebrations last about two weeks. There was a work birthday meal, a trip to see Joseph (Lee Mead was amazing!), family meals and an afternoon in London with uni friends (where we found the perfect combination of ice cream shake at the Haagen Daz cafe- Belgian Chocolate and Vanilla). However, the highlight was most definitely the princess themed birthday party meal which Ben threw for Stacey and I (we share the same birthday). We had the whole upstairs room at Ask to ourselves... and a good time was had by all. And I've decided I quite like being 24.

This week, it was Susanna's turn to have a birthday...

She looks like she's having a nice time, doesn't she? Well, she was... until we asked Ben to take a photo of us. Unfortunately, Ben couldn't quite grasp how to take a photo, and took a video instead. Check out Suz's face when she realises what's happened:

Hehehe...

Happy New Year!!!!

It's 2009! A year in which I intend to be a better blogger. However, I'm really tired right now and have to take my car to the garage tomorrow (not to the vet, as I told Susannah earlier tonight!) at a ridiculously early hour. The last time my car was MOTed and serviced, it was a disaster- the blog post I've linked to here was just the start of it, as my brakes failed the day after it passed its MOT and I had to fork out even more money. Fingers crossed they don't rip me off this time... (I'm going to a different place, don't worry!). Anyway, the point is that this is another lazy post, but I will blog properly soon.

I took a pretty cool photo last night at a party I went to (more on that soon) and thought it would be quite nice to have as my first blog post of 2009. So here it is.

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!

Test your observation skills... Whodunnit?!

The holidays have started and I'm feeling very Christmassy. I've already caught up with one or two friends I haven't seen in a long time, and over the next few days I'm really looking forward to catching up with some more. There have been cosy Christmas gatherings round friends' houses and lots of carol singing... I love this time of year! And it wouldn't be complete without one of these:

Send your own ElfYourself eCards

Does that make up for the lack of posting, Matt?

Meh

So, the last couple of weeks have been reeeeeeally busy. And so are the next couple of weeks. I'm becoming one of those people who have to make appointments in order to catch up with old friends. And nobody likes that person. So if you're reading this and I've been a rubbish friend lately, I'm sorry...

Starting with the most recent and working backwards, here's a brief update on what's been going on in my life right now:

> I've finished writing my reports. That's the main task that's been occupying me over the last two or three weeks. But now they're done and dusted. Whoop!

> Actually, that previous statement is a lie. The main task that's been occupying me is my shiny brand new Wii and Wii Fit. It was supposed to be a Christmas present from my parents but it arrived through the post after a particularly bad day at work and I figured I would treat myself. Totally worth it... It's amazing! (Apart from when it tells me that I've been snacking too much this afternoon, or that I'm a couch potato because I can't hold 'the plank' position for more than 10 seconds.)

> I went to Cambridge on Saturday with Matt, Christina and Glyn. It was full of people saying things like 'I like to think that if music hadn't existed, then I could have invented it,' and 'To me, this clock represents time being eaten away by our mundane daily routine.' Or something like that. I was just mesmorised by the little blue lights on the clock.

> We recorded our very own Christmas single at the last Straight Ahead rehearsal of 2008. It was a lot of fun. We did a cover of 'Feed the World'- Here's us shouting 'Happy Christmas!' at the end (apparently you had to shout to the ceiling instead of into the microphones...):

> Hadleigh band visited Belfast the weekend before last, and Heather and I tagged along as talented 2nd Horn players. It was great! Although I'm fairly certain that over the entire weekend, I managed to eat more than I could lift. Here's us on the plane:

There are only 6 and a half school days left til we break up from school! I am VERY excited about the buildup to Christmas and catching up with lots of old friends- roll on the end of term!

Boysie

We've been up since 6am as my cocker spaniel, Boysie, was yelping and seemed really confused. He was slipping all over the place and bumping into everything. So my whole family took him to the emergency vet- it turned out he had some kind of tumor and needed to be put down. It was very emotional. I've had Boysie since he was a puppy (14 years ago- he was very old!). My dad got him for me after my mum passed away, so we've been through quite a lot together.

He was a lovely dog- he had the sweetest temperament and was very soppy. He was also afraid of EVERYTHING (lightning, strangers, cars, the little squeakers inside dog toys...). Whenever I was upset as a kid I used to sit under the table with him and and hug him- it was the only thing that made me feel better! It was really sad coming home and not hear his feet padding through the kitchen coming to greet us. Still, at least he's not in pain now.

Boysie 1994-2008

Yes, he really wasn't the bravest of dogs. But we loved him very, very much.

This is my wish for you...

"Comfort on difficult days,

Smiles when sadness intrudes,

Rainbows to follow the clouds,

Laughter to kiss your lips,

Sunsets to warm your heart,

Hugs when spirits sag,

Beauty for your eyes to see,

Friendships to brighten your being,

Faith so that you can believe,

Confidence for when you doubt,

Courage to know yourself,

Patience to accept the truth,

Love to complete your life.” - Anonymous

A close friend of mine from uni gave this quote to me (as part of a photo in a frame) on our last day at Durham, and I just found it under my bed. I thought it would be nice to share it.

So, last weekend at Carus we looked at influences, and how we influence the people around us. We took it in turns to share with each other a person or group of people we have influence on. Then somebody from the group would pray for that person. Now, I chose my place of work as somewhere where I feel I should have influence, but find it hard with so many restrictions in place to really talk about my faith and what I believe in. So somebody else prayed about that for me, and then we moved onto the next person and I kinda forgot about it all. Until the very next day, when I got to work and found a very excited little girl from my class and her mum waiting for me. "WE SAW YOU IN THE LORD MAYOR'S SHOW!" they exclaimed as I got there, and they proceeded to ask me all sorts of questions about the army. Her mum then passed the headmaster and mentioned to him about seeing me, and he came up to me asking if I'd do a whole school assembly about the Salvation Army and what it was all about! Which took me completely by surprise, as our assemblies are nothing like that usually. And although my close friends at work know where I go every Sunday, most of the school certainly don't. So I'm really looking forward to that.

It was only on the way home that I started thinking about the day before and remembered that prayer. And it made me wonder whether sometimes prayers are answered in such unexpected ways that it completely goes unnoticed. Maybe I need to open my eyes more to what's going on around me...

Drenched

So, I eventually got hold of a proper hat. Which is just as well, as yesterday was the Lord Mayor's show. And the weather forecast?

Saturday





heavy rain

Great. Still, not to be put off, the Household Troops and the Hadleigh Timbrels (guess which group I belong to...) set off at 6.30am (seriously, who DOES that?!) and made our way to London. We had an hour of waiting around in a damp, underground car park, followed by an hour of waiting in the rain, but once the parade got going it was really good! Despite the torrential downpours there was an excellent turnout and the crowd were brilliant, cheering and clapping and encouraging us on through the rain. I felt so proud to be part of it all, especially hearing people saying things like 'Oh, look! It's the Salvation Army! HOORAY!!!'

However, there's only so much freezing, heavy rain you can take before your morale starts to go slightly, and as we made our way to Embankment to recommence the march after lunch, some soldiers (of the non-Salvation Army variety) stopped a couple of us and said 'You've lost it. You've lost it, haven't you...' before proceeding with a beautiful rendition of 'You've lost that loving feeling, woooah that lovin' feelin'...'. On spotting our tambourines, this was then followed by various chants of 'GO ON, SHAKE IT! SHAKE IT BABY!' (I did threaten them with 'I'm gonna shake you in a minute', but I'm not sure they heard it, as I said it in my head.) Heather and I just ignored them and carried on with our little game 'See Who Can Hold The Most Rain In Their Hat Without Spilling Any'. I won.

Oh, by the way, if you're reading this and don't have a clue what a timbrel is, then click here. I probably should have explained that at the beginning.

Anyway, imagine how excited we were when somebody sent a text saying they saw us on television! Fantastic. Totally worth getting soaked. Then imagine the slight disappointment when I got home, eagerly put the recording on and saw this (skip to 0:47):

http://www.bbc.co.uk/iplayer/episode/b00fh4xq

I was just off to the left. Still, we got a mention and everything- pretty cool, eh?

I'm still not a fan of the navy felt hats though. I ended up with navy dye running all down my face for the duration of the parade. Did I mention it rained?

My New Hat (A blog topic suggested by John...)

Yesterday, I was supposed to go to Trade to buy myself a new one of these for the Lord Mayor's Show:

I hate these hats. With a passion.

Anyway, by the time I got to London it was closed, so I bought myself this hat instead:

But now I'm not sure how I feel about it. And I'm pretty sure it doesn't go with my uniform.

And that is the story of my new hat.

Don't worry, I'm still here...

Half term is pretty much over. Rubbish. I know I haven't posted for a little while, but there have been lots of things going on, such as...

Fajita night- My teacher friends and I had a little dinner party. Here's a lovely photo of my friend Claire after a couple of glasses of Diet Coke:

A trip to Bristol to visit Glyn's brother- They have the poshest cinema and shopping complex there I've ever seen. Check this out... (The cinema has a bar and a restaurant!)

(Next time, if we save up, we might even be able to see a film there.)

Day in London with people from uni- Always great to catch up with these girls. We don't do it enough...

Reading about the Lego man who was washed up on Brighton beach:

How funny was that? If you haven't heard about it, read here.

Attending the annual Festival of Remembrance- If I haven't dragged you along to one of these, count yourself lucky. This ceremony is a good three hours long without a break... (Think how you felt after watching Titanic at the cinema. But with less popcorn.) Although I have to say, the actual ceremony and the RAF band and the international solo violinist and the singing company and the band AND the songsters were all very good in their own right, and the whole thing was very well done. But an interval would be nice. Especially when you're stuck outside in the foyer because there's no room for you in the main hall. Heather was very impressed by Winston Churchill's words of wisdom (somehow she hadn't heard them before), and felt very proud to be British:

So that's what's been going on in my life lately. Next weekend I'll be doing my first ever Lord Mayor's show- watch this space!