A Fun Game for All

This kept me sntertained for hours! Think of a couple and swap the first syllable, or just the first letter, of each name around.

Me (Catherine) and Matthew = Catthew and Matherine

Jenny and Alby = Alny and Jenby

Hannah and Peter = Pennah and Hater

Pam and Doug = Dam and Poug

However, this one wins the medal:

My cousin Bridgit and her boyfriend, Dave = Didgit and Brave

Think you can beat it? Chinny Reckon! xxx

As Cunning as a Kitten

My cats are bad. Clever, but bad. Overnight they have pulled a pouch of cat food out of the box and gnawed their little kitty way to the meat. Rascal tried to hide the evidence and Shnarf just acted innocent. I don't know which one of them to blame and now they are both pretending that they can't talk.


As if that wasn't bad enough, a bunch of young townies just tried to kick our next door neighbours' front door in. The neighbours, who just happen to be Matt's cousin and her boyfriend, couldn't get out of their house because all the kicking had broken the Yale lock. Since Christmas the downstairs window has been smashed, two cars have been broken into, two cars have been dented by being jumped on, one car door handle has been snapped off and this is the second time that the doors have taken a good kicking. If we had CCTV, like the other inner city streets, I don't think we'd get so much trouble. Hmmm, I feel a strongly worded letter may be needed! (*sound of scraping as the soap box is dragged out from underneath the desk*)

Ele-fight

Something has been puzzling me for a few weeks now. Who would win in a fight: one elephant sized duck or twenty duck sized elephants?

Microsoft Works: My favourite oxymoron

I'll tell you who's an oxyMORON: Bill Gates. I bloody have the grammar and spell checker on Microsoft. It wants me to write stupid things. I'm writing an essay at the moment and I wrote that 'the world can see our pages'. Grammar check says that I am wrong. It wants me to write that 'the world can sees our pages'.

Do you have a degree in English Language, Billy Boy? I thought not. Now sod off with your red and green pens and leave me to write me essay.

Alcohol, Cigarettes and Roller Blading

This week I have mainly been obsessed with drinking. I haven't really had any cigarettes (for 5 months now!) or done any roller blading: just loving the Father Ted references this week. Really? Nooooooooooooooo!

I got my student loan on Thursday and of course it was a long bank holiday weekend. It would have been rude not to have gone out and got absoulutely hammered for three nights running. It was all fun and games until I woke up on Saturday, still pissed out of my face, and tried to slice frozen bagels for my breakfast with a huge knife and chopped right into my finger. Whoops! It was one of those stupid moments that could have easily been avoided if only I owned my own brain. I'm telling you, time share is all well and good for holiday houses. When it come to brains, however, I suggest you put in that extra investment and fork out for one of your own.

p.s. Mary, please can I have use of the brain on Friday, Monday and Wednesday?

Bad news on the 'woot' front

My friend Jenny and I (well done) have been discussing whether or not 'woot' is a word. There was speculation that he was using this word as a joke as none of us had heard it before. Alas, I am having to admit defeat in the word war. To be fair, I haven't heard it before because it is slang that has come from computer hackers and online gamers. Damn you computer hackers. As if it isn't bad enough that you invade our privacy, you then go and invent words without telling the rest of the world about it. Just you wait. I'll have the last laugh when the Repetitive Strain Injury kicks in. Oh yes I w w w w w will. This link takes you to an urban dictionary definition of the word.

Woot and out xxx

Midgets and Unicorns

Well, I've had another fun and eventful week. I really should have done more uni work, and I should be doing some now, but hey... I had fun. After all, isn't fun what is really important? Isn't it what will get me my degree? No? Really? Shame. Anyhoo, my friend Jen came to stay on Wednesday. It was so ace to catch up with her and have a few days/nights of nattering and drinking wine-a-plenty. We met up with some uni friends, Mike and Charlie, did some shopping, ate a lot, and donated a pint of blood each. To be fair, that wasn't the most fun part of her stay but it didn't actually hurt. I really only went for the free biscuits. I was also told that there would be crisps. There were not. I feel a strongly worded letter may be in order.

On Sunday, I went out for the day with my lovely sister and her children, Ciaran and Ellie. We went to an ace play area/cafe in Manchester and she kindly bought me lunch (number one way to win brownie points with me). We also went to an amazing health food super market. Mmmmm, fooood. After this, we all went for Sunday dinner to my mum's. I got to eat roast potatoes and didn't even have to cook. Woo hoo!

Anyway, I think that is enough of my rambling for now. Back to the grind stone..... xxxxxxx

More things that I want...

1) an aardvark named Keith
2) three peeled grapes
3) a small Amish boy called Yishmak
4) a hula hula dance

NB. I would accept an aardvark of any other name, as long as he would be prepared to change his name by deed pole

Pink Chopper

I want a pink chopper!

No, I am not dead

Forgive me blogfans, for it has been 15 days since I last blogged.

Hello to you! I am still alive! I just haven't blogged for a while. I don't really know if anyone noticed the absence of updates as I am not really sure if anyone reads this. Anyhoo, lots to tell you!

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That was the news according to Shnarf, who just jumped about on the keyboard!

My most exciting news is that I got into St. Martin's College to do teacher training. Woo hoo! I well didn't think I'd get in as there is tough competition for places. I start in September, so this time next year I will almost be a fully fledged teacher. Hmmm, I may need to buy a courdroy jacket and sew some faux leather patches on the elbows to mark the occasion. It is a bit shocking that they are going to let me teach kids. I'm totally nuts and a little manic. What the hey, at least I know how to punctuate!


I have also been on holiday to since we last spoke. Myself, Matty, the two cats and the hamster all took a lovely trip to sunny Llandudno. We had an awesome time! We spent lots of time just chilling out at the holiday house we stayed in because it was so lovely. It had a dead nice garden and a conservatory and everything you could ask for! The cats had lots of fun in the garden too! We also had a few cool days out. We went shopping in Chester and went to the Welsh Mountain Zoo. It was so ace there. I have been about five times before but it is still exciting everytime. I liked the guinea pigs the best. I even sung the 'Guinea Pig Song' to them. Yeah, I'm cool! Matt tried to disown me and run away. I foiled his plans by shouting loudly after him. Mwah ha hah!


Matt's favourite bit of the holiday, other than looking at the monkeys, was our trip down Llechwedd Slate Caverns. It was well cool! We got to wear blue helmets and evrything. Yes, before you ponder over it, I did crack a joke about polishing helmets. Some things never change. We were dead sad to come home on Saturday. Our flat seems yuccy now and I miss the garden. Boo hoo hoo.



The good news is that my lovely friend, Little Jen, from Uni (who graduated and is now doing teacher training in Norwich) is coming to stay for a few days. Hoorah! I so can't wait to see her. It's always ace to catch up and we are never short of things to natter about. The problem will be trying to shut us up. Hoorah some more!

Toodles xxx