take me by the hand and tell me you would take me anywhere;

I didn’t have much of a weekend, yet today I seem to be struck down by the migraine to end all migraines. It hardly seems fair.

Now I’m not really one for watching The X Factor. And no, that’s not the inheresnt cultural snobbery that’s par for the course in the age-old Guardian readers vs. reality television debate – more that I just don’t have the time to commit to the whole televison programme plus website plus text message updates plus twenty-hour hour coverage on E4 experience that most of these phenomena seem to consist of. I have seen bits and pieces of this series though, which is how I know that Saturday night’s eviction of the only one with any talent in the competition was an absolute travesty and if I did watch it, I wouldn’t be now.


On Saturday during the day I met up with Susan, my best friend from when I lived in Edinburgh who I haven’t seen in a year and a half. We had coffee and then trailed around my favourite shopping centre in the world, Princes Square, lusting after articles of clothing that even in full-time employment we can’t afford. My general philosophy when it comes to buying clothes is to pick up bits and pieces as and when I fall in love with them – somehow, I haven’t run out of necessary items of clothing yet – but I can’t really reconcile that with a £210 dress from Raspberry Ripple or this skirt in Monsoon.

I might be tempted into getting some new perfume for Christmas though.

Accessorize have a range of pet accessories for Christmas – mostly little jumpers and jackets for dogs, if you like that sort of thing, but they do have some pretty collars and pendants for cats. They’d be wasted on Leah though, who would rip them off as soon as look at them. She went to the vet on Friday to get “done” and have her long-overdue vaccinations, and returned with one of those plastic cones around her neck to prevent her from worrying her stitches. It was supposed to stay on for ten days, during which time she was also to take it easy as anybody should after an operation. She was five minutes in the door before she managed to get the cone off and started tearing around the house, ending up on top of the fridge freezer.

By the way, is anybody looking for a ticket for the Decemberists in Glasgow on Wednesday night? Our Helen’s wanting rid of hers, and it’s leaving me without any company.



  1. Lola
    November 14, 2005 / 3:26 pm

    But da widdle kitty!!!

  2. Jo
    November 14, 2005 / 7:41 pm

    I lust over that Monsoon skirt constantly.
    Why is Helen not coming through anymore? I hope she’s ok. I wanted to go to that gig but I forgot and I’m working that night now grrr.
    You and Helen and Rob and I must have some kind of celebrating Christmas thing with food, and maybe even cocktails. I still have to give you your birthday present as it’s been that long!

  3. Jo
    November 14, 2005 / 7:42 pm

    Oh yeah I forgot the important reason why I came all the way here- I really can’t work out how to do rss feeds and I want to read your journal from my LJ, do you know how to make it work?

  4. marianne
    November 14, 2005 / 8:27 pm

    OHHH how I’d love to have a ticket to the Decemberists… she’s not giving away a week’s holiday and a flight to Glasgow as well is she?

  5. November 14, 2005 / 4:53 pm

    Leah sounds a suitably mad cat!

  6. amber
    November 16, 2005 / 11:31 am

    A non-Interesting fact for you concerning Top Gear is Jeremy Clarkson has just bought the lighthouse in Castletown on the Isle of Man. Actually most of the new series of Top Gear is filmed in the Isle. I wonder if this has anything to do with them not having a speed limit for much of the island. Hmm.
    One of my favourite views is on the Isle of Man, the one looking out over Port Erin and across the Bradda Head. It’s not my favourite, but it’s one of many.

    Another non-interesting fact for you is one of my friends was once knocked over by Nigel Manson, [who used to own a rather large house on the Isle of Man] but lucky for her, he was on a bicycle and not in his car. She didn’t sue silly girl. I think he bought her an ice cream and apologised profusely.

    I hope Leah is recovering nicely after her op. She certainly looks like she is.

    Enjoy your gig week, x

    It’s Bob for me tonight, can’t wait : )