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eiffel_71The 12-inch vinyl single of the Zidane headbutt song I bought on ebay on Thursday arrived from France this morning - not bad eh? When I looked at the label and saw the group was La Planche, not La Plage, I realised it was a cover version. I gave it a spin straight away - it's a carbon copy of the original. Great to at last have access to the song without having to fire up the parents' big PC (my laptop is silent) and visit youtube.
Today my mother held her Mayor's Charity Coffee Morning and I was dragooned into manning the second-hand book stall. It wasn't too bad, although there were a few long boring spells when no-one came in - that it was bucketing down with rain didn't help. But after the quiet first hour, plenty of people did come in; admittedly a lot of them were friends and acquaintances of my mother. And my book stall did raise over £23, though I couldn't compete with Gran's cake stall which made £47 - it's true, most people head for the grub first. Jade's parents came and gave me her love, and Jade's mum's eye was caught by a James Patterson hardback as she'd read one of his and liked it. I was quick to point out some other Pattersons on the table; in the end we found six in all, all of which she bought. It was only after she'd gone that I spotted yet another two Pattersons on the table, so I was left ruing a couple of lost sales :( Some people had come expecting just a coffee morning and weren't expecting a sale, so were carrying nothing smaller than a tenner, though the first time I did have enough change and the second person managed to borrow 50p from his wife.
At the end at 1 pm I still had a lot of unsold stock and had to pack it all back into cardboard boxes. Thank goodness John the driver was on hand to help me hump it back downstairs. John and I loaded it all into the mayoral people-carrier and drove home and unloaded it while my mother gave Gran a lift home.
We had just half an hour's rest time before we were on the road again, to a local church to attend the installation service for their new minister. Among the greeters in the foyer were my old friend Jo and her sister Suzanne! We talked until we were pulled apart by an usher wanting to get us in our seats...
The service was pleasant enough, although I wasn't over-comfortable with the new happy-clappy style of songs performed by a keyboard and acoustic guitar duo. I'm not a Christian, but I just feel much more comfortable with an organ and traditional hymns. To tell the truth, I was sat next to the overhead projector, which was of course giving off heat, and that, plus the fact I'd been on my feet for four hours almost unbroken this morning, meant that some of the time I had trouble keeping my eyes open. No matter, it all went off smoothly. Everyone was given tea/coffee, sandwiches and cakes after, and I went over to Jo to catch up with her. After comparing holiday notes, she invited me to join a group of her friends who were going on to the Vine for a drink. I explained that I wasn't carrying, but she offered to buy my drinks. There's a true friend.
Jo and I were joined in the room out back by her friends Becky and Andrew (a couple expecting a baby), and we idly talked while we waited for their friend Affi, who'd gone home to change from the bright orange traditional African costume she wore to church into Western clothes. When she returned the five of us walked down to the pub, where Suzanne soon joined us (while we'd been standing around like suet puddings waiting for Affi, she'd driven to Fareham and back to buy a CD of 'Christian songs for kids' for her daughter's 5th birthday tomorrow). We all talked about all sorts, while Andrew and I kept an eye on England v Andorra on the big screen and we all tucked into two plates of nachos with chilli and cream cheese generously bought for us by Affi and Andrew. A discussion about the mayoral chain led to me telling the story of the young lass at the fete who decided she'd rather marry a Premiership footballer than become Mayor. Jo really went off on one at that - she said teenage girls whose ambition is to become WAGs are a pet peeve of hers. That reminded her of Nikki from BB7, so Jo and I talked about that for a while while Becky and Andrew groaned "Oh, not BB addicts". Suzanne sent text messages to her husband telling him she was in Asda, much to everyone's amusement! Later Jo's husband Jonathan arrived. With all the lively chat it was hard for me to get a word in edgeways, but I did get to tell Jo about my Australian and Swiss excursions, we reminisced about college days, and Jo promised to come and watch the Eurovision semi-final with me next year (she would have liked to do the final with Ann and me, but it's on 12 May, her brother's birthday).
At 6.30 pm Jo and Jon announced that they were going, as they had to get home and get ready before going to see Pirates Of The Caribbean 2 in Fareham. That was my cue to split too; while the others were lovely people, with my only friends in the group going I just didn't feel like sitting around with a bunch of strangers. Suzanne seemed a bit disappointed that I was leaving, so I explained that I wanted to be home for The X Factor.
Walked home, in the rain that had restarted while we were in the pub, got changed and watched the closing minutes of the football while my father wound me up about 'picking up two blondes' and 'pissing off to the Vine with a blonde on each arm while my mother was driven home alone' - especially when it emerged that I hadn't been carrying cash and had been bought drinks by Jo.
"I've been looking all my life for a woman like that," he complained. "How'd you let her slip through your fingers?"
"She's married."
"That's a blow."
KATIE TO WIN X FACTOR. Go girl.
Today my mother held her Mayor's Charity Coffee Morning and I was dragooned into manning the second-hand book stall. It wasn't too bad, although there were a few long boring spells when no-one came in - that it was bucketing down with rain didn't help. But after the quiet first hour, plenty of people did come in; admittedly a lot of them were friends and acquaintances of my mother. And my book stall did raise over £23, though I couldn't compete with Gran's cake stall which made £47 - it's true, most people head for the grub first. Jade's parents came and gave me her love, and Jade's mum's eye was caught by a James Patterson hardback as she'd read one of his and liked it. I was quick to point out some other Pattersons on the table; in the end we found six in all, all of which she bought. It was only after she'd gone that I spotted yet another two Pattersons on the table, so I was left ruing a couple of lost sales :( Some people had come expecting just a coffee morning and weren't expecting a sale, so were carrying nothing smaller than a tenner, though the first time I did have enough change and the second person managed to borrow 50p from his wife.
At the end at 1 pm I still had a lot of unsold stock and had to pack it all back into cardboard boxes. Thank goodness John the driver was on hand to help me hump it back downstairs. John and I loaded it all into the mayoral people-carrier and drove home and unloaded it while my mother gave Gran a lift home.
We had just half an hour's rest time before we were on the road again, to a local church to attend the installation service for their new minister. Among the greeters in the foyer were my old friend Jo and her sister Suzanne! We talked until we were pulled apart by an usher wanting to get us in our seats...
The service was pleasant enough, although I wasn't over-comfortable with the new happy-clappy style of songs performed by a keyboard and acoustic guitar duo. I'm not a Christian, but I just feel much more comfortable with an organ and traditional hymns. To tell the truth, I was sat next to the overhead projector, which was of course giving off heat, and that, plus the fact I'd been on my feet for four hours almost unbroken this morning, meant that some of the time I had trouble keeping my eyes open. No matter, it all went off smoothly. Everyone was given tea/coffee, sandwiches and cakes after, and I went over to Jo to catch up with her. After comparing holiday notes, she invited me to join a group of her friends who were going on to the Vine for a drink. I explained that I wasn't carrying, but she offered to buy my drinks. There's a true friend.
Jo and I were joined in the room out back by her friends Becky and Andrew (a couple expecting a baby), and we idly talked while we waited for their friend Affi, who'd gone home to change from the bright orange traditional African costume she wore to church into Western clothes. When she returned the five of us walked down to the pub, where Suzanne soon joined us (while we'd been standing around like suet puddings waiting for Affi, she'd driven to Fareham and back to buy a CD of 'Christian songs for kids' for her daughter's 5th birthday tomorrow). We all talked about all sorts, while Andrew and I kept an eye on England v Andorra on the big screen and we all tucked into two plates of nachos with chilli and cream cheese generously bought for us by Affi and Andrew. A discussion about the mayoral chain led to me telling the story of the young lass at the fete who decided she'd rather marry a Premiership footballer than become Mayor. Jo really went off on one at that - she said teenage girls whose ambition is to become WAGs are a pet peeve of hers. That reminded her of Nikki from BB7, so Jo and I talked about that for a while while Becky and Andrew groaned "Oh, not BB addicts". Suzanne sent text messages to her husband telling him she was in Asda, much to everyone's amusement! Later Jo's husband Jonathan arrived. With all the lively chat it was hard for me to get a word in edgeways, but I did get to tell Jo about my Australian and Swiss excursions, we reminisced about college days, and Jo promised to come and watch the Eurovision semi-final with me next year (she would have liked to do the final with Ann and me, but it's on 12 May, her brother's birthday).
At 6.30 pm Jo and Jon announced that they were going, as they had to get home and get ready before going to see Pirates Of The Caribbean 2 in Fareham. That was my cue to split too; while the others were lovely people, with my only friends in the group going I just didn't feel like sitting around with a bunch of strangers. Suzanne seemed a bit disappointed that I was leaving, so I explained that I wanted to be home for The X Factor.
Walked home, in the rain that had restarted while we were in the pub, got changed and watched the closing minutes of the football while my father wound me up about 'picking up two blondes' and 'pissing off to the Vine with a blonde on each arm while my mother was driven home alone' - especially when it emerged that I hadn't been carrying cash and had been bought drinks by Jo.
"I've been looking all my life for a woman like that," he complained. "How'd you let her slip through your fingers?"
"She's married."
"That's a blow."
KATIE TO WIN X FACTOR. Go girl.
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Date: 2006-09-02 08:06 pm (UTC)I've got one too.
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Date: 2006-09-02 08:14 pm (UTC)Also comes in handy when a song you like is available on vinyl via UK ebay, but on CD only from French online shops, which don't take Switch :)
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Date: 2006-09-02 08:59 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-09-03 05:03 pm (UTC)I reckon they'll do alright because they could all sing, they all looked alright and they all had a bit of a story behind them, which always seems to help!
I enjoy these programmes far too much, hehe.
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Date: 2006-09-03 05:13 pm (UTC)Just forget the perceived social stigma and come out as a telly addict - you'll feel much better for it and there are loads of us around :)
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Date: 2006-09-03 06:56 pm (UTC)I watched loads of daytime TV while I was off work this week, but other than that people can usually only get me to watch X Factor, good comedy (which is sadly pretty rare these days), Doctor Who and the football!
Oh, and the quiz stuff on ITV after midnight too, as my TV in my room can only pick up ITV and my lamp's broken... :)
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Date: 2006-09-04 11:28 am (UTC)Indeed it is, though I'll admit to enjoying Two Pints Of Lager. I much prefer the vintage stuff though - Wednesday nights' Comedy Doubles have been a highlight of the viewing week these last few months.