Excitement levels at an all time high.

Went to Radiohead gig last night, ill admit I didn't know half the songs but it was good all the same, though the did not play Creep which I was waiting for. But standing in a field having a cider really got me in the mood for Glastonbury!!!!!

We leave tomorrow for 4 days of craziness on a farm somewhere in Somerset. I am sure it will be hard work at times but I am so flipping excited I have butterflies. I have all my gear and I have highlighted all the set times and I have co ordinate like no one has co ordinated before.
It will be sweet, I will report back, I am sure there will be a few tales to tell.

Till then, enjoy your showers and beds as I will be in the mud without access to water or a toilet, but to be honest... bring it on,I can't wait!

Ever have that dream where you are naked in public...

I have done some random things in my time...right now I can not remember any of them but I am if I thought about it I could name a few beauties.

I was in Dublin on the weekend, to have a look around. It is a wicked city, I really liked I and would defo go back. I went to the Dublin castle and walked around the old ruins and I saw a few monuments and explored some cool areas.It rained 95% of the time I was there but really, after living in London for 14 months I can deal with it, my hair on the other hand...well it has a mind of its own, a very frizzy mind.

Anyway, the main reason I went to Dublin was a bit random, there is this photographer, Spencer Tunick. He is from NYC And does these massive landscapes with naked people in them.
I have been a fan of his work for a few years now and always wanted to be part of one of his installations (his wanky art word not mine).
A a few months back I got a heads up about this thing in Dublin and I registered to do it, bought a cheap plane ticket, booked a hostel and that was that.

2.30am on Saturday morning in Ye Olde Dublin, 2400 people meet in town and buses took us out to the Docklands which are the old shipping yards, and we had to walk for miles to get right out onto this wall near the light house, then we are each given a bag and told our poses and then asked to get nude and walk over and get into position.

So imaging 2400 people and me, nuding it up. The hardest part was dealing with the weather, it was freezing and I mean freezing cold. We were on the water and it was raining and felt like winter, man oh man, it was c-o-l-d.
Apart from that part, I am not going to say it was life changing like they said it would be, but it felt pretty bloody good.

It was fun, everyone was joking around and having a good time. I guess cause when you are starkers you don't really have anything else to go on so humor is a good bet.

For my efforts, I get a limited copy of the print that I was in which I will hang on the wall ,with a magnifying glass so I can try to spot myself I will be about 40 rows back on the left, long read hair, pale skin...you can't miss me.

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The count down is on till Glastonbury, its only about 8 more sleeps then its 5 days and 4 nights of muddy festival fun. I tried out my sleeping bag the other night and have borrowed a air mattress and I am already half packed., just need to get a torch and I will be on my way.
This weekend I am off to Dublin for some random adventures, should be good, I will report back on Monday...
Also, I just got a free tickets to the Radiohead gig in Victoria Park. Oh yeah, a free concert 2 minutes from my house...woop.

Nerd are rad, 90 is bad.

So went to the NERD gig on Saturday night, was honestly one of the best gigs EVER!
So, so, so good.
We waltzed straight in with our VIP wrist bands and hung in the VIP bar didn't meet Pharell but just seeing him in action was enough for me. My pal sent her boyfriend of 7 years a text mid concert to tell him she was leaving him to run away with Pharell, fair dues.
Great gig, but nothing like the tube line being closed for track work and having to sit on a bus for 1 hour to get some where remotely near where you live to really put a dampener on the evening and make you wish you had gone to the can before you left.

Then spent Sunday with the extended family for my Grandmas 90th birthday.
Please don't let me get to 90, it just seems like hard work. Gran and her 86 year old sister are honestly the oldest people in the world.
Sitting there with their hearing aids whistling like high pitched dog whistles, but they cant hear them because they are so deaf. Beige knee high stockings with open toe comfortable sandals and their slips hanging down under their skirts and them not knowing. Moving at a top speed of 5 miles a day.
Old = bad times, and whats with the eating, these old people eat soooo much food. We had a roast for lunch, so that is beef, and potatoes and Yorkshire puddings and vegetable and then dessert which was a massive brownie or sundae. Then there were sandwich's an hour later and scones and tea and two birthday cakes that got all eaten up and then cupcakes and sweets and snacks. I was done after the roast lunch but no no no , these oldies where in there hoovering it down like it was going out of fashion.
Someone explained to me that because they lived through the war, when they had nothing, they are making up for it now.
So, that's the trick, live during a war and you can eat what you want.

No-one ever really dies

So another weekend, another brilliant gig to go to.
Its been a bit quite of late, but I bought tickets to go see NERD ages ago, literally months, I swear it was last year and now, this Saturday, all my Pharell fantasies are finally coming true.
I love this group and mainly I love Pharrel, what a cool name he has.
I love everything he does.
I love him in NERD, I love him in the Neptune's, I love him when he works with Snoop. I love him when he works with Nelly and I also love his clothing label and those radical skate shoes he did.
The best bit and this is actually the best bit ever,is that I had bought tickets, just normal general admission tickets, which is fine by me. Then a friend of mine gets my name on the door with VIP bar access.
So its not a definite, but it is a possibility that I might actually see him in the flesh, if this does occur, then to be honest I am not sure what I will do.
Also, my mate Timberland in currently hanging in London, now those guys are friends. They are well tight, so I am crossing fingers and crossing my toes that there is a guest appearance, if not I am happy with my boys as they are, but if he does show his lovely face I will most definitely loose my shit - in the nicest possible way of course!

Stuff

I'll always love a lunch. Went to J Sheekys for lunch today with Vogue magazine. I forgot when I got dressed this morning and wore my jeans that I did some gardening in the other day, oh well. No celebs but had a rather lovely asparagus salad. Love asparagus, makes me laugh cause I want to call it Asparaguts.

Anyway, went to Sex and The City last Friday.
Now that's a good movie. You sit around for 4 years waiting for what happens next and its good. Its an emotional roller coaster, highs and lows, I didn't cry but the girl next to me did.
But really the movie could be total rubbish but its so brilliant because of the clothes. You just can't fault that Patricia Fields, she really knows what she is doing when it come to putting an outfit together she is my idol and when I grow up I want to be her.
There is one minor slip up where Miranda wears some horrendous knee high Chanel boots but apart from them, every other piece of clothing or accessory makes me want to be a better person.

Things I hate

There are a few things that really really get on my nerves that I hate.
For example.... having to sit outside when its cold cause all your stupid friends still smoke and they pretend like its not cold but really it is, I hate that.

Junk mail, when you have a no junk mail sticker on your letter box, I hate that.

When you get a missed phone call and its from a number in Australia, and you are in London and you think you know whose number it is, but you are not really sure, and they never call back, hate that to.


Most of all, the thing that bugs the crap out of me is, that I hate the most...paying for things unnecessarily, wasting money and paying for things and not getting my cash worth.

Yesterday, went to a lunch with new man and his friends. So that's the first part.
If it was my friends I would defo of said something but I am new to this group of people so didn't want to rock the boat.
So, there were about 14 of us at the pub for lunch and 2 kids. nice crowd, I was having a blast till the bill came.
We all had lunch, some people had an entree, I did not.
Some people ordered drinks, again I did not.
I had a desert, some people did not.
So, the bill arrives and 1 girl, who was organising the thing says lets just split it down the middle. I thought for a second, and as much as I despise shit like this, I was like, yeah sure. I didn't have a glass of wine but I did have a desert and a teas so its all about the same same, that's fine with me. Split away.
We are all asked to put in and so we did. Then the mum of the two kids give her credit card and says. 'that's for the 3 of us', and the girls organising the thing says...'Its OK, we have all put in for them, I have included there meals in ours'.
I nearly fell of my chair.

They are kids, not babies, they both had lunch, a full meal and desert and drinks. Why the F**ck am I paying for them!
I was sooooooo angry but held my sh* together and didn't' say anything, but I was furious inside, my blood was about to do a mount Vesuvius outta my veins.
The thing that got me even more was the parents going 'Oh OK, thanks, that's nice'.

Nice. What. How about this.
They are your kids, yes they are very cute and polite and I liked them but its would be NICE if you paid for them instead of just taking my money and not thinking that I won't be fu*ked off.

Honestly, I am never going ot lunch with these people again.
I wish now I had said some thing or none that I was couging up for some ones else young.
The nerve of some people, what do they think, that I am made of money, please.

Also, jsut a side note. Iwent in a car on Saturday night. You wouldn't think it wa sa big deal, but honestly its been months and months since I was in a car. And in London, wow, thats living!