Living for Disco

Well, that was a brief spell of blogging busyness. Apologies (to anyone still reading) for failing to answer comments - I normally would but for some reason, I think my blogging mojo was not fully recharged.

Not much has been happening, generally, except for the following little bits and bobs:

1. Wedding planning. All going well, except for extremely rude woman in bridal shop who seems to think I wear steel galvanised lederhosen which can be seen at armpit level under a corset. I think not.

2. Bird watching. Not going well. Grandly extravagant ‘bird-feeding station’ purchased, and yet no birds. However, the food is disappearing, so I’m thinking that we have discovered a new species of feathered garden friend - the stealth-bird. I even set up my new camera to do time lapse photography on the damn things, but still no birds. However, somehow, the meal worms I left out still got eaten. So, as I say, stealth-birds. I probably have to trap one and shine some special kind of light on it. Much planning to be done.

3. Fitness regime-ing. After a particularly distressing episode just before new year when I had to be ripped out of a £95 dress in Monsoon, I have been going to the gym. After 4 weeks of cycling, swimming and spinning, coupled with strenuous calorie control, I have put on 2lbs.

4. X-boxing. Project Gotham Racing. I have many fast cars. I drive like a demon. Hands a bit seized up. Dreams of power-sliding round corners. I have no life.

5. Work. Don’t get me started. I’ve gone from a frying pan full of crazies into a burning hellfire of crazy, masterminded by the queen of crazy.

Life is good though. And I hope to be blogging more regularly. Particularly about my upcoming holiday in Australia, courtesy of my sister’s impending wedding. Rah.