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My darling Albie, 

I always imagined your death would be something I heard about in a weekly phone call from my mother as I struggled through life in my early thirties. Instead, it was something that knocked me for six on a Sunday afternoon, just over a year since I first laid eyes on you. You were the most handsome little thing I’d ever seen. I feel silly writing to you, seeing as you’re a cat and all, but you always felt like much more than just our pet. You fit in with our family straight away and we couldn’t imagine what it was like before you came along. We fell for you instantly - I had no idea animals could have such character or personality until I met you, and yours was the fucking best. You brought us all such happiness, I just imagined I would get years of it. It breaks my heart to know I will never walk into the living room to find you sleeping behind the curtains or sitting on the landing when I wake up sucking your tail. 

I miss you already little man. You were so very loved but you always knew that. Rest in peace.

Mumma 

x

Vous n’avez pas des os en verre,
vous pouvez vous cogner a la vie.

In four days time I will be one year ‘clean’ and I don’t really know what to say about it without sounding too forward or inappropriate. But I’m happy and I thought I’d share it :)

So my guilty pleasure at the moment is Sims Social (don’t judge) and my sim has just learned how to recite haiku’s to her neighbours. I thought this was pretty cool and thought I’d share one I wrote in year 10 that has stuck with me ever since;

I went to the shop
I bought a big pineapple
And then I went home

Consider yourself haiku’d.

So I just massaged a mixture of 2 parts olive oil 2 parts coconut oil into my scalp as I read it encourages hair growth, as does flipping your head upside 2-4 times a day. After realising how hard it was just to get the oil off my hands, I am less than enthusiastic about rinsing it out of my hair. 

The possibility that I’ve lost my frickin mind has not been ruled out yet. 

I do maintain that if your hair is wrong, your entire life is wrong.

- Morrissey

Unfortunately, I’m going to have to agree with Mr M, and, err, Lady Gaga, with the importance of hair. Having just had mine cut off I keep asking myself “Why an earth did I do that?!”. I maintain that the reason is that my mother was on holiday and therefore unable to talk me out of it, being the logical and sensible human being that she is. She says I have a cute pixie face and can pull it off, but looking in the mirror I only see a little goblin. I never in my life thought I’d say this, but I can’t wait to have a bob. At least then I can dye it darker, wear cat-like liquid eyeliner and red lips and feign some kind of parisian chic, opposed to the stuck-in-the-closet chic I am rocking now. The phrase a watched kettle never boils comes to mind as I pray for faster hair growth.

On another appearance note, it struck me earlier as I showered that I’m going to be an old lady with tattoos. Although it’s something my mum reminds me every time I mention getting a new addition, the thought only really sunk in. I’ve got to admit, I find that thought absolutely hilarious! I keep imagining flashing my bus pass at a driver to see him smirking at my tattoos. Of course there is the point that with so many of out generation getting extensive amounts of tattoos, old inked people will be a lot more common than it is now, but I will always have the hope that one day I will be some poor kid’s embarrassing (or totally rocking) grandma which pleases me greatly.

“Kids, you can’t talk yourself into falling in love. It doesn’t take days of deliberation; when it’s real, you know pretty quickly. And with absolute certainty. I had forgotten that but I was about to be reminded.”

I’m back, I think. Not to the extent I used to be but for personal things and photography and what not. Thought I’d start with a nice quote from Episode 2 of the new season of How I Met Your Mother. 

‘What are you going to do with your life?’ In one way or another it seemed that people had been asking her this forever; her teachers, her parents, friends at three in the morning, but the question had never seemed this pressing and still she was no nearer an answer. The future rose up ahead of her, a succession of empty days, each more daunting and unknowable than the one before her. How would she ever fill them?

‘Live each day as if it’s your last’, that was the conventional advice, but really, who had the energy for that? What if it rained or you felt a bit glandy? It just wasn’t practical. Better by far simply try and be good and courageous and bold and to make a difference. Go out there with your passion and your electric typewriter and work hard at …something. Change lives through art maybe. Cherish your friends, stay true to your principles, live passionately and fully and well. Experience new things. Love and be loved, if you ever get the chance.

That was her general theory, even if she hadn’t made a very good start of it. 

One Day by David Nicholls

positivexposure:

Fresh from releasing their second studio album The Wages Of Fear last month, Brits and Piece’s Alexa caught up with one half of the intelligent and bitter-sweet rock/pop quartet, Tellison, on the last leg of their UK tour.  

Okay so if you could start by giving a little introduction to yourselves
Peter: Hi I’m peter and I play guitar in the band Tellison.
Stephen: I am Stephen and I play the guitar and sing in the band Tellison.

How did Tellison as a band start?
S: In it’s ‘real incarnation’ I stole Peter from another band, and made Andy (bassist) start playing the bass guitar which he had never wanted to do in his life. Henry (drummer) and I had already been messing around in bands for a while together, so we became a band and went on tour in 2005 with Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly. 

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Probably my favourite interview yet; the guys were hilarious and really welcoming. You all need to check them out.

Need to concentrate on real life for a while. Although this website seems to be the internet equivalent of Crack so I’m sure I’ll be back to post a photo or two. 

Take care y’all!

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I’ve had such an amazing few days; I had a birthday present hunt, I drank a ridiculous amount of vodka shots, I was defeated by pizza hut due to a hangover, I won my first bet at my first races and I spent the whole time with a lovely, lovely man who treated me like a princess.

Oh what a beautiful morning, oh what a beautiful day. I’ve got a beautiful feeling everything’s going my way. 

Well yesterday was a good’un. I headed up to Heathrow airport with Jon Jo’s mumma and sister around 10 o’clock to meet Jon Jo off the plane for around 1ish. It was so good to see him! Although he is sickeningly tanned and golden-haired, so I’ll avoid standing next to him for a while. The tales of his travels just made me more excited to get out to the Philippines myself. Although with my second job just finished and no extra hours at H&M, saving going to be quite a struggle over the next couple months. 

I had to get up super early this morning to go for a passport interview, to confirm I was in fact who I said I was on the application form. Seeing as it takes nearly an hour each way to Bristol, the 10 minute interview was quite a mickey take. However, this did mean Mother and I could fit in a bit of morning shopping which I can’t complain about. I’m going out tonight to celebrate my 20th so I was scouting for accessories. I now have the whole afternoon to get ready, and Adam will be here within the next few hours too. I’m not a massive “going out” person, but I do love any excuse to dress up nice so I’m rather excited. Not to mention the fact that in this delicious weather, a cocktail or two sounds like a great idea. 

Just watched The Kings Speech for the first time - what a film! Captain Barbossa, Mark Darcy and Bellatrix Le Strange all in one room. As well as the Nigel from Finding Nemo, Lord Wessex and Mrs Lovett. Not to mention Phillip Henslowe, Harry from Mamma Mia and Marla Singer.

Okay I’m going to stop now before this gets ridiculous. Great actors and a great film.