Okay, this is a quickie. Well I hope so but you know sometimes I just go off on a tangent so forgive me if it suddenly becomes an essay.
Talking off essays I 'm so glad I'm not a student anymore. I had enough trouble getting my arse out of bed without such things as computers, ipods and Wii's to distract me. Also, the other day I found a pile of my old essays in the loft ( Okay, when I say "pile" I actually mean a "handful") and started having a browse through them thinking "Oh my goodness did I really write that!" For example on an essay entitled "What was the nature of Caesarism in France after 1848?" I'd written;
"After Boulanger's victory at the Paris by-election of 1889 France seemed to be on the verge of a new era. It was at this point that the Boulanger movement began to wither away; for Boulanger instead of consolidating his his power after his victory went to bed with his mistress preferring the tastes of another kind of victory....."
And my tutor has written;
" I take it that on one para you are writing perhaps in a somewhat lighthearted and jocular mood!!"
To which my answer is;
"How else can you treat French History????!
Besides, any race that finds underarm hair attractive has gotta be warped..... says Mrs T whipping out her Immac/Veet and trying not to get it on her head like she did last time.
In fact, the story about the Immac is actually true despite that many of you may think this blog is a complete pack of lies. Yes, I was having a beautifying session and decided I would Immac my legs, arms (and cough, cough) various other areas.... whilst having a soak in the bath. However, in all the various bodily contortions I had to postion myself into, somehow I managed to get the Immac over the back of my head where obviously I could not see it.....
The next day, I'm at Mrs D's house with Mrs P and we've just finished playing tennis, I pull off my headband (A necessity otherwise my view is obscured by my hair and I mistake Mrs P's arse for the ball) and my hair starts falling out! Loads of it ! And then I realise, as I find dried lumps of white globules like toothpaste stuck in my hair, exactly what I've done....
Nope, I don't really know how I did it either but here's a tip...
Don't try to make out with your rubber duck whilst plastered in Immac.....
Nope, actually wait till you've got rid off the Immac......
Anyhow I'm supposed to be talking about Honest Bloggers. Now Usha and Eve's Lungs both received The Honest Blogger Award and have very kindly conferred it on to everyone on their blogrolls. So Mrs T has received it too... obviously they both felt it was too awkward to say;
" Everyone on my blogroll except Mrs T....."
Now what can I say? Hoorah! And now I've got this award some of you suckers out there may be believe everything I say is true....
Now about that time I climbed Mount Everest with Pierce Brosnan and was hunted down by a pack of rabid dogs.....
OK, so I have to pass on this award and also the award below from Usha which I received a couple of weeks ago for which I must follow the following criteria.
1. When you receive the prize you must write a post showing it, together with the name of who has given it to you, and link them back
2. Choose a minimum of 7 blogs (or even more) that you find brilliant in their content or design.
3. Show their names and links and leave them a comment informing they were prized with ‘Brilliant Weblog’
4. Show a picture of those who awarded you and those you give the prize(optional).
5. And pass it on!
I'm only going to pass The Honest Blogger Award on to a select few. This is not because I do not feel anyone else is dishonest but because I think both my chosen recipients are honest to the extent that I am compelled to read their blogs and their insight into their own lives and personal development has shed light on my own. So I gave this award to Tamera for her blog Simplifying Life and Love and Mr Geoffrey for his blog Love's Passage.
For the seven Brillante awards I nominate;
Tamera for Simplifying life and Love Simply the best blog about relationships and personal development.
Mr Geoffrey for Love's Passage A personal story of the rites of love and maturity.
( Yeah, and I've just finished read his manuscript for his book also titled Love's Passage and let me tell you I had to take "Timeout" in the freezer for half an hour just to cool down.....)
Mr Geoffrey for Geoffrey's Farrago All about Life in Geoffrey's own inimitable style
Jack Payne for Con Man's Blog All about those guys who rip you off written in a succinct and amusing manner. ( I 've also been reading his book Six Hours Past Thursday. And I've worked out he likes women. Quite a lot. Jack... I'm looking for a Sugar Daddy.....)
Michele for Tales of a Neurotic 30 Something. Huh, a young upstart trying to steal Mrs T's Mantel of Madness. And who really should be blogging a lot more than she does.
Intrepid for Intrepid Ideas My favourite American guy with a touch of class (even though he vomits on his shoes.)
And who else but ....
Master Sy, my favourite English guy, for the amazing, witty and completely insane
The Wheel is turning but the Hamster is Dead
Well that's it for the moment..... so to all my friends out there..Happy Reading! You're all special in your own unique ways!
Ps, If your curious I got a B++ for that essay; not bad after a pint of pernod and cheese on toast. ( I await an email from Mrs A to tell me she got a First......)
Copyright Jane Turley 2008