Cloggy Dolly and the 8 bananas.....

Well I survived...just, but my voice didn't. I'm nursing dulcet tones huskier than Mariella Frostrup with a chest infection, which while it might be sexy for the most part, loses it a bit when I have a coughing fit, but we can gloss over that minor detail.

Well, first and foremost I want to say a HUGE thank you to my gorgeous friend Garry for giving me a home for the past few days whilst I was there. He really is a fabulous friend....and little does he know I'm moving back in next week, hahaha (oh and it's dark orange not RED!). I was touched (not in that way!) by all of the Amsterdam lovelies this weekend, I love and miss you all.

Well, it's been an eventful few days to say the least, I managed to get sunburnt on the one day of hot weather and I'm nursing a huge bruise on my leg, no idea how I got it, I've also got a huge bruise on my arm because I kept banging it on the door handle...you'd think I'd learn my lesson from the first half a dozen times I did it, nooooo, I carried on doing it.

Queens Day itself was a fantastic day with so much orangeness, drinking, dancing and good times that I hardly took any photos at all, and thats not like me, I normally end up getting completely snap happy. I've got a few on my phone so i'll try and find one which doesn't a) make me look like life size orange with legs b) a dodgy looking carrot or c) pissed!

Dolly went for dinner with Mary, Dette, Gisele and Rob on Saturday night to Gaucho's and I've not laughed so much in god knows how long, I was limp with laughter. We did end up though with a lovely present for Garry and a matching one for Gisele...and I'm still finding toothpicks!!! A word to the wise though, might be best not asking me to order Empenada's for your starter if we should happen to go together, you could end up with 8 bananas instead, hahahaha (you had to be there I think for that one...ahem). I'm also on a mission to see if I can get mutton flaps over here (now you lot are just being filthy), it's a joint of mutton meat, trust me...would I lie to you??!!!

Sunday was spent in the pub watching the footy, reading the papers and trying to avoid some very disappointed Ajax supporters from the pub 2 doors down. Riot police and undercover rozzers everywhere...I nearly ran outside begging to get myself arrested, nevermind the footy hooligans, you just don't get that at Southport FC!

And to top off an already fantastic weekend, I went to see Imelda May at Melkweg. She was fantastic. I've not heard her music before but I would definitely go and see her again, check her out if you get the chance. Fantastic voice. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZucJAkzCNq8&feature=related (not sure if this breaks copyright, but hey, it's on youtube!).

Well I think I'll leave it there, you're all probably nodding off by now anyway I've whittered on that long. It's going to take another day or two to fully recover I think and bring my raspy, knackered voice back to normal. Anyway...

Till next time...x

Well.....

Ok, ok so I jinxed the weather and it's freezing again. From 2pm this afternoon it's been cloudy, cold and greyer than it was yesterday. That's the last time I do a weather prediction...a weather girl I'm not, obviously!

However, that doesn't mean to say it's detracted away from my lovely mood. I only had a brief chance to catch up with my online life this morning before I had to spend an hour making myself look presentable for uni today, and I was reading blogs posted and saw one to Dolly from Martin, I can honestly say it's left me speechless at the genuine, heartfelt words. I'm truly touched by what he said, thank you so much Martin ;-)

Sorry this blog has taken me so long to write, I've been on the phone to one of my best mates, Di. When we get talking there's no stopping us and the conversation can cover anything from Abba to Zulu Warriors (and whatever happens to fall in between). Hi Di.

I got my 1950's fiction piece back yesterday and I'm really chuffed with my mark so I'm going to submit it for a writing competition. Why not, I've nothing to lose and possibly lots to gain. We have to take risks in life or else we'd never achieve anything. I've taken a risk today, it's something I had to do. Whilst it's not parachuting onto a li-lo in the middle of the mersey or volunteering to climb snowdon in a tutu and fairy wings (oh what a vision that creates....), it's a personal risk.

Tomorrow it's a trip to central library in Liverpool AGAIN! I'm thinking of moving in there with a sleeping bag and a thermos. I'm slowly making my way through books in there for assignments like Tiger Woods made his way through extra-marital hi-jinks (allegedly!!). Shakespeare is quite honestly killing my brain one cell at a time and there's not many in there with a capacity over 0.000000001% so, I need all the help I can get. My workload list is mounting up to, so it's about time I actually applied myself and got some work done....think I'll just make a cuppa first, anyone for a cuppa??

So I'm 3 weeks away from finishing my first year as a student, only another 2 years to go before I can (hopefully) walk up onto that stage in my cap and gown, trying my best not to trip up the steps, go arse over tit and falling at the feet of the main handshaker who gives us the pieces of paper we've accumulated a third world debt for, a stoop from carrying so many books and an aversion to reading any material other than The Metro or Facebook status updates. I know in my heart I have not one single second of regret doing this, it's the best decision I have ever made...and there endeth the sermon according to St Dolly of Peg.

Till next time....x