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Death by Nylons

As many as my close friends and family and co-workers will know I had another drunk accident recently resulting in a much moaned about back injury. However my quandary is, will the pain I am experiencing right now mean that I will forever more have a fear of my beloved retro nylons? It was said nylons which contributed to my crash landing down a flight of small stairs in ones house. The nylon and carpet friction failed to work and ended up with me having a rather sore bottom and spilling gin all over the wall, neither outcome a happy one. As I screeched out in pain from my falling down a whole 5 stairs, no one came to my rescue even though our house had at least 15 very well dressed people in it. It would seem the bellowing of the latest Sing Star heat was beating my wavering tears. As I struggled back into my 1940’s stiff upper lip demeanor, I poured myself another gin and got on with my evening. The following day HOWEVER was a complete other story, every cough, laugh, sneeze resulted in crippling pain and a tearful eye, damn that alcohol wearing off it helps so much with phasing out pain, memory and standards.

I have a rather comprehensive history that involves me, alcohol and injury, one which started at 16 and shows no signs of ceasing. My list of injuries include knocking out teeth, breaking a toe, fracturing a collar done, busting open my knee & lip the list goes on, I am currently still sporting a mark from falling down the stairs in April! The problem with all my injuries is that I think my boss thinks I’m winding her up with all my fantastical stories of hospital visits and pain killers galore. I went through my childhood willing a broken bone so I could sport a plaster cast for my amigos to sign, the reality being that you get rubbish medication (some please give me a cortisone injection) and have to sit on a pillow at work and become the laughing stock of the office. Worse than that my current injury finds me clasping my lower back/buttocks area quite a lot, and I have to do it in public or I can’t get out of the train seat, bring on unwanted attention of strangers.

The revelation that pains me is that perhaps my pretty green lined nylons are not to blame for all my agonizing incidences but maybe... yes perhaps maybe… I can’t believe I am going to say this… I have a massive alc balance problem. I blame my lack of dedication to my tap career.

Vintage Secret

Vintage Secret is my new favourite website. I have a lot of envy and admiration for the founder Naomi not only because she is from an Events Management background but she has managed to use her skills to really corner for everything vintage, building up her consultancy and style business to such a degree that she has worked with Vogue, Times Style Magazine and Cosmopolitan.

I'm a bit jealous of the success of Vintage Secret, putting people in pretty dresses for a living, telling people what they should and shouldn't wear - yes please. Also check out Naomi's blog as she is constantly updated on vintage themed holiday's, events, and other such vintage loveliness.

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My Birthday wish list

I've never been that humble when it comes to birthdays, I know exactly what I want and feel as if you don't let people know then your just not going to get what you want!

1. Sewing Machine Table - I would like one in this style, it reminds me of the one my Mum has/had (if Mum still has it 'SHOTGUN' I want it please)

2. A dressmakers dummy to accompany my new sewing table, ideally an adjustable one so that I can make the boobs to the right size without having to put a stuffed bra over it.

3. New perfume please. I ran out Dior Pure Poison a while ago and havent smelt the same since.

4. Quote me on holiday in Edinburgh, "I don't know if i have gone deaf in one ear or if my headphones are just broken." It would appear said headphones are broken and my tempoarary deafness was a figment of my stupidity. I will therefore need new headphones, hopefully rocking ones that look like the one's on the right.

5. New Chanel lipstick, the old one is almost gone and as we are approaching Autumn I feel as if I need a new darker shade.

If someone could ensure the appropriate members of my family see this entry that would be fantastic.

Ta

Hellie

xx

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lesbians who look like justin bieber

Probably the best website I have seen in a very long time.
http://lesbianswholooklikejustinbieber.tumblr.com/

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The Dinner Club

Me and the girls from work have started a dinner club, cool right! Well we are going to document our dinner's via an online blog, click to join DONT FUCK WITH MY DINNER CLUB blog.


Maria was first up and she made a delightful meal of loveliness including the sperm cake, which tasted glorious. We ate a lot of cheese, lentils and good shit, drank a lot of wine and all managed to roll into work on time the next day. We are adamant that we are going to become an online phenomenon, which i think is only fair!

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JULY............................

Paula & Dan’s Wedding
Manchester

Trip with one’s ex is always a tad risqué, but how about a whole weekend and a wedding? Luckily twas  a wedding of awesomeness.

Headed up to Manchester for the first time ever to see Paula and Dan’s wedding, adamant that a certain someone was going to miss the train because of drunk midnight calls to my sister, but we made the train. We arrived at the venue in the party cab to check in before heading onto the church. What is it with me and cab drivers that don’t know the way – stupid cab man went the longest way ever but we were there in good time for this one, no having to dash in just before the bride.

Oh I forgot to mention I did manage to rock my awesome big pink hat for this one, much to the old lady behind me dis-belief.

Anyway fast forward to wedding speeches – no ordinary wedding speeches but a quiz. A QUIZ, yes a quiz and guess what, my table rocked it and won that quiz and won amazing medals. Can you tell we were a bit smug! Music soon followed by the amazing Crown Top Kings, rockabilly tastic, followed by the DJ, whose rock collection i think we exhausted by the end of the night.

A truly fun wedding, new friends made, ROCK.

Fiona’s birthday camping
The Falcon Pub, Bedford, Milton Keynes

Only Fiona could suggest camping in a beer garden... she suggested... we followed.

This was a truly fantasmagorical weekend with a whole fuck ton of laughter. I think the following videos demonstrate the level we were at this weekend. We ate well, drank well (well i was shit faced crying to Dolly P songs), listened to Hanson and enjoyed a weekend of pure lovely friendshipness, fills me with belly love thinking about it. xxxx

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The Month of June

The Month of June

GLASTONBURY
Shepton Mallet, Somerset

It was awesome. Here are some of my highlights:


THE FLAMING LIPS – MUSE – PALOMA FAITH – STEVIE WONDER – THE SUN – FLOWER GARLANDS – THE BIGGLES – CARLY USING HER WAYS OF PURSUASION TO GET US INTO AN ACE CAR PARK – WARM CIDER – COLD CIDER – THE BIMBLE IN – GENERAL FUN TIMES – AWESOME FRIENDS – MICHAEL EAVIS’ SINGING – SLASH - BOY SAMS STUPID HEADGEAR - ALMOST GETTING ROBBED BY A MAN IN THE NIGHT - MOUTASHES - SILENT DISCO - SUN BURN - WRIST BAND MARKS

Nuff said.

It was incredibly sunny - no wellies but hats required!

LOOK AT US GLOW WITH EXCITEMENT

We had lots of fun!

I just love Fiona's face in this one!

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5 months.....

I haven't updated for 5 months now, which kind of defeats the whole purpose of starting this thing in the first place, but here goes a blow by blow of the past 147 days.


The Month of May
Imogen & David's Wedding
Flaxton, York

So I made my second visit to the uni folk up north in order to celebrate Imogen and David's nuptials. After my almost missing the mega bus up there, we were lumped with the most dense taxi driver in the world. We were all ready in our finery, in a lovely air conditioned cab, but then got stuck in a fuck load of traffic, the woman didn’t know where she was dropping us off, my good old Nokia maps to the rescue and I directed her to the venue! But by the time we had eventually got there the coach bringing us to the church had already left…duh duh duh. So, now fighting back the tears about the fact that we might miss the one most singular important day of our beloved Imogen’s life, BEN came to the rescue. Yes Ben, fresh faced young Ben who worked behind the bar, the best thing about fresh faced young Ben was that he had a car, he could drive that car, and best of all, he could drive it fast!

Approximately 3 minutes later we dashed into the church and took our pews just before the beautiful bride turned up. Imogen waltzed down the aisle like an actual princess (the dress was also called ‘the Princess’ so it’s a fact) with her Wild Thornberries Dad proud as punch.

Ceremony over, we got a massive old school bus back to the reception venue. The food, wine, champagne, toast, speeches were all awesome, but the highlight of the meal was the biggest fucking cheese board I have EVER seen in my life. It was a CHEESE TABLE! Michelle took full advantage of the cheese table, did me proud. In good old Imogen style there was the cheesiest wedding band known to man which pleased us greatly because by that time we were smashed and well up for a good dance.

All in all, a truly beautiful wedding and it was so nice to be around all the uni girls again – next time, they come to London to visit me!

The Number One House in Tulse Hill - FACT

NUMBER ONE HOUSE IN TULSE HILL

Tulse Hill, SE27

I moved into possibly one of the best houses in the world with probably the best house mates in the world, we have named our house The Number One House in Tulse Hill because it is (but not at pub quizzes, because then we’re the third best!) This picture is our first official house photo. Also did I mention, WE HAVE A SUMMER HOUSE!

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Happy Saint Patricks Day one and all.

Happy Saint Patricks Day one and all.

So this is the day when St Patrick did all sorts of good in Ireland like getting rid of snakes and stuff. And all the folk who live in Ireland get to not go to work today which seems a bit unfair because I kind of feel I should get the day off to because of having Irish blood and stuff and he’s a saint so it’s like a religious holiday – HR!


When we were young and at school we always used to get sent in with pigtails decorated in green, white and gold ribbons and a green badge with either a shamrock or harp on it. Then, ( keep in mind I went to a catholic school with lots of Irish people) at assembly we would all put on our Irish dancing dresses and do jigs and reels for our other school friends, there was usually at least one boy who also danced which was a novelty. Then the musicians would play some diddly diddly tunes and everyone would dance around the room, girls on one side and boys on the other!


So today my first plan is to get a lunch time beverage to take the edge off the pain in my head. Then after work get into some proper worshipping of the Saint, somewhere called THE PUB. I feel quite like I have to take lead on this as I am probably the most Irish person I know apart from Claire but I don’t have any actual friends with Irish accents which seems a right shame. I might continuously ring the pub because they all had really strong Irish accents, the man with the northern Irish accent better be hot coz he definitely had a ‘sex’ voice. Never the less I am sure tomorrow will tell a few more stories!


If you would like to do some further research into Saint Patrick, the man who gave me my middle name then you can see quite a concise entry on wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_Patrick or you can just go down the pub and raise a glass to him.

The most awesome cushions ever...

I thought I would share this with everyone because they are frickin awesome. I found a lady online who makes alphabet cushions, they are soooooo much cheaper than the shops which retail each letter at about £30 – these were £7.50!

They now sit pride and place on my small sofa which has never been so clutter free, they have also prompted many a conversation about what rude words would be funniest to display (suggestions welcome.) To all my friends soon to be wedded this year, this is a preview of your gift so if you don’t want comical words let me know now.

To order yours you can contact Debbie on debra.brown11@virginmedia.com or visit her blog of lots of lovely things where my cushions are featured http://auntywainwrightstreasures.blogspot.com/

My Boyfriend ROCKS!!

I know I haven't written on here in a very long time but my boyfriend actually ROCKS, check out the video which is him playing Eugine's trick bag, as seen in Crossroads. 

As most of you will probably know me, it is not the Britney film, it is in fact the film starring The Karate Kid and Steve Vai, a guitar hero - or Devil if you have seen the film! Either way it's ace, and I'm not being biased or ought.

P.S. Yes she is Star from lost boys!!