22 Feb -3 MArch

Generation gap

Quite sweet and ever so slightly scary example of the generation gap. Older lady from church says to me "When you go home after church on sundays, has your friend [i.e. flatmate] got your sunday lunch ready for you?" Yeah, right.... Even seeing each other between thursday and sunday evenings is pretty rare, and if we wanted to do a roast I think we might have to do it in a wok or something. Clearly she thinks we drift around at home in domestic goddess mode, without pesky children or husbands to get in the way. She'd be seriously disappointed by the reality...

28 Feb 2007

Costa del Solihull was better than expected. I haven't really been to that part of the world very often, but I knew I was out of London when the person next to me on the train was friendly. Had to make an effort to be friendly in return, instead of fixing her with a 'why are you disturbing me I'm listening to my mp3 player you freaky over-friendly commuter' stare.

Also had the interesting experience of realising I've been talking at cross purposes with someone for almost an entire year. What I thought I meant wasn't what he thought I meant. This surely ought to be some kind of record? Hope it doesn't happen in anything important - on my death bed, saying to partner "I never wanted 13 children but I'm glad I had them to make you happy", partner replies "I thought you were the one that wanted 13 children, I would have been happy with a stick insect."...


27 Feb 2007
grumpy old woman alert Current mood: grumpy

Been having a bit of a sense of humour failure lately. More GBH than GSOH. For various reasons this start of an article from the weekend Guardian sums up my mood:
There's an intangible something that radiates from couples still conscious of their coupleness. When it's new enough for each person to be constantly aware of their special, entwined state, yet old enough for them to be entirely comfortable with it, the pair emits a kind of glow that, as I'm sure you know, is really quite tiresome. You sit across the kitchen table, feeling the warmth of them on your face, and think, "One more little arm squeeze or smile at a shared secret, and I'll have to reach over and pour wood varnish into their hair."

But in the morning I'm off to costa del solihull... How do I stand the excitement???
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22 Feb 2007
defying gravity Current mood: tired

Someone asked if there's a defying gravity story... Well, it's an obvious choice for me: my hobby is free-running, I do zero gravity research, and I'm a great believer in a secret natural therapy that undoes the effect of gravity on the body.

Truth compels me to add at this point that anyone who knows me would cry with laughter at the thought of me running up walls, my research is on the internet and health, and don't even get me started on alternative medicine. So actually the truth is that I was listening to the song 'defying gravity' when I set up my myspace account. The song's from the musical Wicked, as always the book was better, but the musical is pretty good too.

Defying gravity

Something has changed within me, something is not the same
I'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game
Too late for second-guessing, too late to go back to sleep
It's time to trust my instincts
Close my eyes: and leap!
It's time to try defying gravity
I think I'll try defying gravity
And you can't pull me down!
I'm through accepting limits 'cause someone says they're so
Some things I cannot change but till I try, I'll never know!
Too long I've been afraid of losing love I guess I've lost
Well, if that's love it comes at much too high a cost!
I'd sooner buy defying gravity
Kiss me goodbye I'm defying gravity
And you can't pull me down...