SOOOO! I know I haven't written, but why would I? I'm in Australia of course and am busy being happy.
Here's a brief update on the latest goings on for those who are interested. Last I wrote I was travelling to Sydney to do some Opera house looking and habour bridge gazing. We stayed at a hostel called "Wake up" and how um....kookie it was. Downstairs from the Wake Up place was a pumping disco called "side bar" and in it was a bar and a DJ and LOTS of students doing the good thing. So we joined in by power of sambucas and beer. Then I met a boy who wasn't 17! That is, I met a boy who was drunk and 28 (i think)! And he liked me at the time! YAY. So happy days dancing and staggering and laughing we had until 7am. The night consisted of us going to a casino at about 4am and then somehow I got us chucked out but I'm still yet to know why. I think it was because we was drinking not gambling. But who knows? Not me. Then we went down to a harbour (think it was Darling) and were rolling around on the floor (clothed) whilst commuters pretty much stepped over us. Oh Irish man, we'll always have Darling Harbour. See you on Facebook. Happy days!
Anyway, then the next day (and only full day in Sydney) I couldn't move at all. So I had Macdonalds and went back to bed. Then it was the next day and that day I COULD move so I tramped the streets for a bit and met my friend Abby for some lunch! She tried to convince me to move to Sydney and she almost did you know.
Next stop, Byron Bay and this place I fell in love with. Completely and utterly. I will have to write about this later on though cause its tooo long.
Today though, I went to Steve Irwin's zoo. Now for those who know me, they'll realise that I was devastated on hearing his passing. Today was a little tough if I'm honest, as soon as I walked through the gates, tears were in my eyes, yet I was happy to be stepping where he stepped. I know this might sound stupid to some, but to me it does not. At this Zoo I saw Agro the croc and I cuddled a Kangaroo, not sure if he liked it.
Tomorrow we're off to Fraser Island for a couple o nights. This island is riddled with Dingo's and apparently if you are attacked by one you're to fight aggressively. And not run away. Shit.
Will write proper soon.
Monday, 24 November 2008
Monday, 17 November 2008
I said to the man are you trying to tempt me?
Oh my GOD, I actually love it here. I'm trying to work out how I can live here for about a year or maybe six months. Lauren helpfully pointed out, I have no ties back home...(she means I haven't got a boyfriend). I tactfully mentioned I have a mortgage, a job and family and friends (in no particular order).... So how can I do it? I need to get a trade so I can bring something to the table of Oz.
Anyway, as you can prolly tell I really am loving it here. Today we flew into Sydney and have just had a marvellous dinner down at the harbour overlooking the bridge and the Opera house.
The thing about Australia is everyones so laid back and friendly and the things I've been getting my knickers in a twist back home seem so insignificant now. It's like Who Cares? Stuff thats kept me tossing and turning all night worrying my arse off has just become so minor now. It really is a wonderful feeling, I feel free.
Have I mentioned the men here that are hunks of spunks? They are blooming gorgeous and I canna work out if its just cause they've got tans and are all muscly and tall or whether they're..... Fuck man they're gorgeous.
The other night me and a girl I met out here called Leanne (good name) went out dancing in Adlelaide to a place called The Elephant or something.
Anyway, there was a live band there called "Pash" (HAHAHAHA) and they played all the classics, like "500 Miles" by the Proclaimers. But as the night went on, much like in the UK the crowd became more raucous. And with more beer came more beer being spilt over Leanne (2) and me laughing lots. Also someone kept doing the most evil farts ever. Every now and then either Leanne or me would have this look on our faces of disgust as the stench wafted up our noses until it came to a point where she did the "stink face" again and I'd just swallowed a swig of Gin and Tonic and her face made me crack up laughing, and I accidently sprayed Leanne with spit and gin in her face. How we (I) laughed. After this place became just ridiculous we moved onto an irish pub on East Terrace where there was another, cooler band. They were doing a cover by the Killers when all of a sudden an old man from the audience went up on the stage with them and started to tootle along on his descant recorder. We thought he was part of the band until a burly bouncer went up and dragged him off the stage exclaiming "if you get up on stage again, your out". What the fuck? Ah poor man, he just wanted to join in. We laughed at that too though.
Oh its simply grand here. I heard someone shout "rack off" the other day and he meant it. Life doesn't get much better than this folks, it really doesn't.
Anyway, as you can prolly tell I really am loving it here. Today we flew into Sydney and have just had a marvellous dinner down at the harbour overlooking the bridge and the Opera house.
The thing about Australia is everyones so laid back and friendly and the things I've been getting my knickers in a twist back home seem so insignificant now. It's like Who Cares? Stuff thats kept me tossing and turning all night worrying my arse off has just become so minor now. It really is a wonderful feeling, I feel free.
Have I mentioned the men here that are hunks of spunks? They are blooming gorgeous and I canna work out if its just cause they've got tans and are all muscly and tall or whether they're..... Fuck man they're gorgeous.
The other night me and a girl I met out here called Leanne (good name) went out dancing in Adlelaide to a place called The Elephant or something.
Anyway, there was a live band there called "Pash" (HAHAHAHA) and they played all the classics, like "500 Miles" by the Proclaimers. But as the night went on, much like in the UK the crowd became more raucous. And with more beer came more beer being spilt over Leanne (2) and me laughing lots. Also someone kept doing the most evil farts ever. Every now and then either Leanne or me would have this look on our faces of disgust as the stench wafted up our noses until it came to a point where she did the "stink face" again and I'd just swallowed a swig of Gin and Tonic and her face made me crack up laughing, and I accidently sprayed Leanne with spit and gin in her face. How we (I) laughed. After this place became just ridiculous we moved onto an irish pub on East Terrace where there was another, cooler band. They were doing a cover by the Killers when all of a sudden an old man from the audience went up on the stage with them and started to tootle along on his descant recorder. We thought he was part of the band until a burly bouncer went up and dragged him off the stage exclaiming "if you get up on stage again, your out". What the fuck? Ah poor man, he just wanted to join in. We laughed at that too though.
Oh its simply grand here. I heard someone shout "rack off" the other day and he meant it. Life doesn't get much better than this folks, it really doesn't.
Friday, 14 November 2008
Beautiful girl, stay with me.
So here I am, on the other side of the world having an excellent time. I have loads to report back on but only have limited internet time so will give you a brief run down for now and write proper tomorrow.
- Kangaroos are soft and furry, I should know, I touched one. That's right.
- Wallabees look like tiny scamping joeys.
- The Australian folk are very friendly and welcoming.
- All the men are hunks of spunk. Which sounds disgusting but is actually amazing.
- When I had a steak the menu described the preparation as "once the cow's horns are chopped off and its arse is wiped, its ready to serve" and it didn't even put me off.
- Wine tasting tours mean drinking alot and making friends with all on tour.
- The men out here are hunks of spunks.
- The Great Ocean Road is loooong but the waves are massive and I did splashing without a care in the world for sharks.
- There are too many flies.
- The australian verion of "This Morning" is better than our version. Seriously.
- Singapore is HOT.
- All the hostels smell the same.
- My feet are raw from burnage.
- I had reflexology and it hurt.
- Koalas are well moody.
More detail tomorrow. BYE! You're all asleep now and I'm typing! hahah! I'm typing and you're all asleep. If you're in England, you're all asleep.
Monday, 3 November 2008
Come on baby, don't fear the reaper......... baby take my hand.
I'm going to Australia on Friday! That's FOUR days away. FOUR! I know. I'm very excited but also a little scared, but also a little excited, and also a little scared. I'm not going to be contactable AT ALL. No mobile, no crapberry no nuffink. YAY.
I'm getting a bit concerned about the length of the flight in case I develop deep vein thrombosis. I have my sexy stockings that should compress those deep veins away and I plan to do lots of padding up and down the plane though and also consumption of water, not wine, water.
In other news it was of course Halloween this weekend and I went to two parties. I don't know why, but dressing up in scary costumes makes me feel a bit sick. Thus I decided to go as an EMO to friday's party (Newt from Hollyoaks) and I put on a hat on Saturday night for the party in my local bar. I think that's plenty sufficient.
Halloween's a chance for people to dress up in Scream masks and look like mentalists. Don't like it. Anyway I met this guy from the complex I live on and was telling him that my building isn't allowed to use the onsite gym. He was UTTERLY appalled and kept coming up to me and my friend to express his disgust. In the end we started to get a bit like "yeah, can you go away now please?" and so he gets the hint and goes to walk away and says "Ok but I'll just say one more thing girls, you need to get down that gym".
Thanks.
So then we did grooving about on the dance floor and these three lads came over and were like "Don't worry, we're GAY!" (Really? I'd never have guessed except that your friend's wearing a gold studded T-shirt spelling the words "Drama Queen.")
God, is this all there is? There must be more to life.
I keep dreaming about this man and its making me obsessional. I actually want to marry him and firmly believe I must be in love. If not, why do I have to keep dreaming of him? They aren't rude dreams, just ones where we love each other. Just like the dreams where you are best friends with a celebrity like Dawn French or something. Now my love dreams have made me realise that I must love him.
Either that or I need a holiday. To Australia. I wish I were Gabrielle from the 90's cause then all would be well.
Bloody cold weather. My nose keeps doing that thing where it runs and by the time I've realised it, I've had three conversations with people completely not knowing I have candlestick nose(s). And they totally do know, and are probably cringing and thinking "just fucking wipe it".
Just did another voiceover at work for MTV2. I like doing voiceovers. I did the voice of Jack out the Whitestripes with his sister-wife Meg. I'm so versatile.
Nothing more to report. Nothing.
K Bye.
I'm getting a bit concerned about the length of the flight in case I develop deep vein thrombosis. I have my sexy stockings that should compress those deep veins away and I plan to do lots of padding up and down the plane though and also consumption of water, not wine, water.
In other news it was of course Halloween this weekend and I went to two parties. I don't know why, but dressing up in scary costumes makes me feel a bit sick. Thus I decided to go as an EMO to friday's party (Newt from Hollyoaks) and I put on a hat on Saturday night for the party in my local bar. I think that's plenty sufficient.
Halloween's a chance for people to dress up in Scream masks and look like mentalists. Don't like it. Anyway I met this guy from the complex I live on and was telling him that my building isn't allowed to use the onsite gym. He was UTTERLY appalled and kept coming up to me and my friend to express his disgust. In the end we started to get a bit like "yeah, can you go away now please?" and so he gets the hint and goes to walk away and says "Ok but I'll just say one more thing girls, you need to get down that gym".
Thanks.
So then we did grooving about on the dance floor and these three lads came over and were like "Don't worry, we're GAY!" (Really? I'd never have guessed except that your friend's wearing a gold studded T-shirt spelling the words "Drama Queen.")
God, is this all there is? There must be more to life.
I keep dreaming about this man and its making me obsessional. I actually want to marry him and firmly believe I must be in love. If not, why do I have to keep dreaming of him? They aren't rude dreams, just ones where we love each other. Just like the dreams where you are best friends with a celebrity like Dawn French or something. Now my love dreams have made me realise that I must love him.
Either that or I need a holiday. To Australia. I wish I were Gabrielle from the 90's cause then all would be well.
Bloody cold weather. My nose keeps doing that thing where it runs and by the time I've realised it, I've had three conversations with people completely not knowing I have candlestick nose(s). And they totally do know, and are probably cringing and thinking "just fucking wipe it".
Just did another voiceover at work for MTV2. I like doing voiceovers. I did the voice of Jack out the Whitestripes with his sister-wife Meg. I'm so versatile.
Nothing more to report. Nothing.
K Bye.
Monday, 27 October 2008
Sooner or later in life, the things you love you lose...and just like before, I know I'll call on you.
A very decent few days. Here's what happened.
Catface Comedy at The Betsey Trotwood was exceptional fun, I got so excited that I licked a boy's neck in the audience. After the show I stuck around with some of the acts drinking and Luke McQueen taught me a great dance where your hands become crab's pincers. The next Catface Comedy will be on the 11th December so get involved.
I watched some cool things over the weekend, firstly, Nightmare on Elm Street on friday night and I really really don't remember it being as shit as that! It used to proper freak me out in the olden days. And the mum in it is really strange. I know she does drinking but she just seems completely mad.
Also watched this terrific game show called "Hole in the Wall". It's GREAT! This saturday's show consisted of the lovely Alex Wotherspoon as well, all lycra'd up. I would absolutely recommend this programme. Here's a clip: http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=WWIZg78EWWM
Speaking of lycra/spandex and all that.... I went to see La Clique yesterday in Leicester Square cause my mate Evie had a spare ticket. Oh what fun that was, and what hunky men. The good thing is, where Evie is a street perfomer, she knew quite a few of the acts so was able to know if they would be handsome or not. We were properly over excited like those women you see at Chippendales.
I'd so recommend this show. Afterwards we hung around in the hippodrone for a bit and then realised we were the only ones at the bar and as we jigged about to "Super Freak" by Rick James, we started to feel a little ashamed. Evie knew a lovely secret bar just down from there, where we supped on some more white wine. We were playing TV Tunes through Evie's head phones like "Cagney and Lacey" and "Home and Away" and then this man said to us... "Look I've come for a quiet drink and that noise is excruciatingly loud" so Caroline said helpfully "Yeah? Well you're excruciatingly fat."
When I got home Saw ii was on. I love that film, but unfortunately fell asleep five mins in.
Just got a phone call from my mum saying she's found a list in my old bedroom with boys names on it. Very very embarrassing indeed as some are quite recent. "Shall I save it for you for when you next come round?" she says. "Um no Mum, just chuck it."
Right bye.
Catface Comedy at The Betsey Trotwood was exceptional fun, I got so excited that I licked a boy's neck in the audience. After the show I stuck around with some of the acts drinking and Luke McQueen taught me a great dance where your hands become crab's pincers. The next Catface Comedy will be on the 11th December so get involved.
I watched some cool things over the weekend, firstly, Nightmare on Elm Street on friday night and I really really don't remember it being as shit as that! It used to proper freak me out in the olden days. And the mum in it is really strange. I know she does drinking but she just seems completely mad.
Also watched this terrific game show called "Hole in the Wall". It's GREAT! This saturday's show consisted of the lovely Alex Wotherspoon as well, all lycra'd up. I would absolutely recommend this programme. Here's a clip: http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=WWIZg78EWWM
Speaking of lycra/spandex and all that.... I went to see La Clique yesterday in Leicester Square cause my mate Evie had a spare ticket. Oh what fun that was, and what hunky men. The good thing is, where Evie is a street perfomer, she knew quite a few of the acts so was able to know if they would be handsome or not. We were properly over excited like those women you see at Chippendales.
I'd so recommend this show. Afterwards we hung around in the hippodrone for a bit and then realised we were the only ones at the bar and as we jigged about to "Super Freak" by Rick James, we started to feel a little ashamed. Evie knew a lovely secret bar just down from there, where we supped on some more white wine. We were playing TV Tunes through Evie's head phones like "Cagney and Lacey" and "Home and Away" and then this man said to us... "Look I've come for a quiet drink and that noise is excruciatingly loud" so Caroline said helpfully "Yeah? Well you're excruciatingly fat."
When I got home Saw ii was on. I love that film, but unfortunately fell asleep five mins in.
Just got a phone call from my mum saying she's found a list in my old bedroom with boys names on it. Very very embarrassing indeed as some are quite recent. "Shall I save it for you for when you next come round?" she says. "Um no Mum, just chuck it."
Right bye.
Thursday, 23 October 2008
Anytime, anyway, you're my playground love.
What about Kerry Katona eh? I watched the "this Morning" interview LIVE from my desk at work for I'm lucky enough to get to do typing and watching of stuff simultaniously. I can do a really good impression of Kerry on there but you can't hear it right now. I love Phil and Fern and feel that they had to point out the slurring cause it was getting awkward. I don't think they should be blamed for sabotage but I have to be careful what I say for I'm in the MTV Camp apparently and they think P & F are WELL outta order. Well, not most but the few that work on Kerry's show (they would). All Kerry has to do is dump that disgusting pig and then all will be solved. He makes me feel vomitus.
So tonight its Catface Comedy and I'm looking forward to it lots. Although the new venue (for this month only - Betsey Trotwood) is the size of a postage stamp I feel it will lend a nice intimate feel which is something we all crave don't we? No. I don't anyway. We have half the seats pre-booked so at least there will be audience which is always essential with stand-up comedy I find.
Hmmm what else? God I'm properly clutching at straws with what to write about. Dunno how people write blogs every single day.(MICHAEL LEGGE) http://michaelleggesblog.blogspot.com/
Hmmm oh yeah, at the weekend I went to a party and got drunk! What gossip eh? The next morning I had to be up at 8am to go to Victoria to do SW1 radio. I was still a bit tipsy I fear cause the hangover hadn't yet set in. Made the show more fun I reckon but I knew I wasn't completely right when I listened back to the recording of the show and I'd introduced a track like this. "And now its time for my all time favourite recluse, Kate Bush." That's not very nice is it, we have a very strict contract at the show so I felt instantly regretful. Louisa was there doing the celeb gossip section and did very well indeed. She will be covering me when I go to Australia. Which is in 2 weeks on friday! YAYAYAAYAY! I shall be uncontactable completely when I am there and its going to be GREAT.
After the radio show my hangover started to set and in and became increasingly worse and I worried that it might turn into a "special" hangover (special = vomiting inc.) I had to go to Caroline Mabey's house to do recording of my voice and knew I wasn't up to it without a lie down first. Luckily I explained this to her en route and she helpfully prepared a darkened room for me ready for my arrival. After 1.5 hours sleep I was ready to roll. I'm so versatile.
And that's that. Don't forget to set your alarms for SW1 radio on Sunday 10-12pm sw1radio.co.uk and click listen now. I'll play a song for ya, you might not like it but I'll play it all the same.
So tonight its Catface Comedy and I'm looking forward to it lots. Although the new venue (for this month only - Betsey Trotwood) is the size of a postage stamp I feel it will lend a nice intimate feel which is something we all crave don't we? No. I don't anyway. We have half the seats pre-booked so at least there will be audience which is always essential with stand-up comedy I find.
Hmmm what else? God I'm properly clutching at straws with what to write about. Dunno how people write blogs every single day.(MICHAEL LEGGE) http://michaelleggesblog.blogspot.com/
Hmmm oh yeah, at the weekend I went to a party and got drunk! What gossip eh? The next morning I had to be up at 8am to go to Victoria to do SW1 radio. I was still a bit tipsy I fear cause the hangover hadn't yet set in. Made the show more fun I reckon but I knew I wasn't completely right when I listened back to the recording of the show and I'd introduced a track like this. "And now its time for my all time favourite recluse, Kate Bush." That's not very nice is it, we have a very strict contract at the show so I felt instantly regretful. Louisa was there doing the celeb gossip section and did very well indeed. She will be covering me when I go to Australia. Which is in 2 weeks on friday! YAYAYAAYAY! I shall be uncontactable completely when I am there and its going to be GREAT.
After the radio show my hangover started to set and in and became increasingly worse and I worried that it might turn into a "special" hangover (special = vomiting inc.) I had to go to Caroline Mabey's house to do recording of my voice and knew I wasn't up to it without a lie down first. Luckily I explained this to her en route and she helpfully prepared a darkened room for me ready for my arrival. After 1.5 hours sleep I was ready to roll. I'm so versatile.
And that's that. Don't forget to set your alarms for SW1 radio on Sunday 10-12pm sw1radio.co.uk and click listen now. I'll play a song for ya, you might not like it but I'll play it all the same.
Friday, 17 October 2008
You were the last high.
Bloody hell my 40D isn't working and I'm having massive troubles catching up with Hollyoaks. If there's a time I need to catch up with this, it's NOW. Niall's lost it! Whilst I'm waiting for the download of this episode I though I'd write what the latest is with me.
Well, firstly I had a massive nightmare last friday when the guy who runs the Slaughtered Lamb emailed me to say he'd made a "boo boo" with my booking for next thursday (Catface Comedy) and so he would have to pull my night. (Basically, this month there were to be TWO shows instead of one cause November I'll be in Australia so clearly won't be doing Catface and that's why he reckoned he'd made the fuck up....)
I. Was. FURIOUS. Boo boo? FUCKING BOO BOO?
All my listings are in, all acts had been booked, this isn't just a Boo boo! I called him up about 5 times and left various messages, all very professional mind you but obviously ebbing on hysteria. Haven't been that angry in ages...
In the end he texted me and said he would try to sort it out with the other people he'd double booked my night with. (hang on my download is complete, back after Hollyoaks!) O.M.G!
Right, back to my tale. Yeah so anyway the long and short of it is, I had to find a new venue for the same night. After much discussion I went with the Betsey Trotwood which is loverly. So all the details remain the same, 23rd October, Catface Comedy on at the Betsey Trotwood in Farringdon road, starts at 8pm! Phew.
Last night I went to the Canal Cafe Theatre to see Caroline in News Revue - twas good. I was on my own so Caroline seated me with her family which included the famous SUGGS of Madness fame. He isn't her family though, just a friend of.... and what a lovely man he is too! I fancied him a bit actually, he really is very very nice.
My sister told me that the TMF AWARDS were put up on youtube and you can hear me in the background doing me' voice over. There's loads of screaming going on but you can still make out my "Best pop international" bits and naming of the artists. Have a listen if you can be arsed:
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=Vpvir3c3lfA there's quite a few videos under TMF Awards 2008 but this one was the clearest over all the screaming youth.
Tonight I'm staying in to watch Hollyoaks, and then tomorrow I'm off to another 30th Birthday party. Don't forget this sunday its my radio show on SW1 - listen online at www.sw1radio.co.uk from 10am to 12pm.
I hope you have a great weekend.
Bye!
Well, firstly I had a massive nightmare last friday when the guy who runs the Slaughtered Lamb emailed me to say he'd made a "boo boo" with my booking for next thursday (Catface Comedy) and so he would have to pull my night. (Basically, this month there were to be TWO shows instead of one cause November I'll be in Australia so clearly won't be doing Catface and that's why he reckoned he'd made the fuck up....)
I. Was. FURIOUS. Boo boo? FUCKING BOO BOO?
All my listings are in, all acts had been booked, this isn't just a Boo boo! I called him up about 5 times and left various messages, all very professional mind you but obviously ebbing on hysteria. Haven't been that angry in ages...
In the end he texted me and said he would try to sort it out with the other people he'd double booked my night with. (hang on my download is complete, back after Hollyoaks!) O.M.G!
Right, back to my tale. Yeah so anyway the long and short of it is, I had to find a new venue for the same night. After much discussion I went with the Betsey Trotwood which is loverly. So all the details remain the same, 23rd October, Catface Comedy on at the Betsey Trotwood in Farringdon road, starts at 8pm! Phew.
Last night I went to the Canal Cafe Theatre to see Caroline in News Revue - twas good. I was on my own so Caroline seated me with her family which included the famous SUGGS of Madness fame. He isn't her family though, just a friend of.... and what a lovely man he is too! I fancied him a bit actually, he really is very very nice.
My sister told me that the TMF AWARDS were put up on youtube and you can hear me in the background doing me' voice over. There's loads of screaming going on but you can still make out my "Best pop international" bits and naming of the artists. Have a listen if you can be arsed:
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=Vpvir3c3lfA there's quite a few videos under TMF Awards 2008 but this one was the clearest over all the screaming youth.
Tonight I'm staying in to watch Hollyoaks, and then tomorrow I'm off to another 30th Birthday party. Don't forget this sunday its my radio show on SW1 - listen online at www.sw1radio.co.uk from 10am to 12pm.
I hope you have a great weekend.
Bye!
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