Rinky Dink Pink.....

Howdy doodles all 10, YES 10 of you. I think I might have to get some extra mugs and drafting in emergency chairs for everyone.


Firstly, I would like to welcome my 10th follower. Hello. I hope you like inane ramblings, cups of tea and the occasional soap box campaign (I don't campaign on behalf of soap boxes, I think they're covered under they're own union), but I occasionally clamber up onto one, rant on for a few minutes and then shuffle off back to my corner. I hope you like it, would you like a cup of tea?


I'm back from a few days of Pride parades, tequila swigging, drag queen chasing, beer slurping, more sequins than you can shake a Febo burger at, fantastic friends weekend in Amsterdam. I went over for Pride and my friend Rob's 40th birthday. It was such a good weekend and I'm cloggy home sick and want to go back again. Before you hear it from anyone else, yes I did get extremely pished on Friday night and chased drag queens around so I could have my photo taken with them. Honestly, I shouldn't be let out in public sometimes.....


I stayed with Garry again who's spare room was my home for 4 nights. I got to see all my gorgeous friends over there, I would name you all personally but you know who you are and as I always say you can't put that much love in a blog post!!


Happy 18th Birthday to Alex Moonen for tomorrow. Have a fantastic Birthday Alex.


So enough of my free flowing whitter, how are you all? Is everyone having a good summer so far, anyone developed webbed feet or trench foot because of all the rain??

Tuesday night is having tea at my folks after work night or HTAMFAWN...not very catchy, might have to work on that I think. Anyway, I was chatting away with my mum and she said to me 'I wouldn't mind one of those Ben Sherman Grills you know'....'do you mean a George Foreman Grill mum?'. Slippery slope, veeeerrrrrry slippery slope. Hello Mum!

Well I think I'll call it a night, I'm going to see what's been happening in the world on the BBC and head off for an early night. I sound such a boring Dolly, I don't blame any of you for deserting me and finding a more interesting blog to read, I won't be offended.

Till next time....x

Does my blog look big in this?.....

Dolly's off out tomorrow night to a wedding reception....2 friends of mine, Gail and Darren got married in Barbados a few weeks ago, and they're having a party tomorrow night at a hotel in Southport to celebrate they're happy occassion, which brings to the issue of what do I bloody wear??!

Now, my waistline exands and contracts more than your average pair of elasticated waist casual slacks, so I've a wardrobe full of clothes in various sizes ranging from 'wow, you look fantastic, have you lost weight?' to 'you look really well, that teepee style frock is really flattering' (code for, have you put weight on??). So I opened up the wardrobe doors the other night hoping to find a) Narnia b) Gok Wan and c) a miracle dress which i'd forgotten about and makes me look like I've got the figure of Beyonce. I have to admit, I found none of the above so I had a rummage around to see what I could find.

After sifting though umpteen pairs of shoes, enough scalves to keep a scarf shop going for months (now I know why i'm in a permanent state of skintness), and clothes I've not worn since Spandau Ballett were in the charts first time round (I'm sentimental, don't blame me), I think I've found an outfit, a nice green 50's style dress I bought about 4 years ago which I am going to accessorise up and add a little Dolly twist. That's after I've managed to squeeze myself into a pair of magic pants the size of a post-it note and with more lycra than Chris Hoy's cycling shorts!

Hopefully I'll get some nice pics for tomorrow night and might even be brave and post one on here, looking like a cross between a giant pea and a drag queen (no laughing!!).

Till next time...x