Say Hello, Wave Goodbye

I've decided it's finally time to call time on this blog. Come and visit me at my new place where, hopefully, I may be more a little more productive!




Say Hello, Wave Goodbye - Soft Cell (Non-Stop Erotic Cabaret, 1981)

Brand New Start

It's been so long that's it's almost tempting to forget about this blog and start a whole new one. After all, it's been more than eight months and the only hits I get these days are people googling Choux Pastry Heart. (Very random, I know, but try it, I'm up there at number three!) However, despite all evidence to the contrary, I am quite fond of this blog. When something amusing or interesting or annoying happens or when my head is filled with obscure musings, I think, I really should blog about that, but then I go away and do absolutely nothing about it! I think I may have mentioned my procrastination skills before but should anyone be in any doubt, this blog is the ultimate example of procrastination at its best (or worst, depending on your viewpoint): I moved to the new version of Blogger, I changed my template, I tweaked my template, I came back and fiddled some more. And I still didn't write anything! Is my blog forever destined to be a triumph of style over content or can I redeem it? Your guess is as good as mine...


Brand New Start - Paul Weller (Days Of Speed, 2002)

Remember Me

Home from work and checking my email. Tucked in amongst all the spam my filter has failed to remove, I see: "Message waiting on Friends Reunited from Peter B". My first reaction is the usual small glow of pleasure that an old friend has made the effort to get touch; swiftly followed by the second reaction: who on earth is Peter B? I rack my brains, delve a little deeper. No, it's no good. I can think of several Peters but none of them are Bs. I open the email:

Hi Julie

Remember me? I was Anne Marie H and we were best friends for a year at primary school...

Oh My God! She's had a sex change - I didn't see that coming! She hasn't, of course. She's simply using her husband's login. But what does it say about me that I immediately jumped to that conclusion? Slightly twisted, perhaps?

Anyway, it was lovely to hear from Anne Marie. I hadn't thought about her in years but as I read her email I remembered lots of things about the year we'd hung around together. It must have been 1976/1977. Charlie's Angels and Starsky and Hutch were both pretty big on TV and formed the basis of many of our playground games. I desperately wanted to be Kelly from Charlie's Angels and thought Jaclyn Smith was the most beautiful woman on earth. Lindsay Wagner must have been quite high up on our list of role models too; I remember Anne Marie getting a Bionic Woman doll, complete with a red mission pack, for her 10th birthday. I was envious beyond belief!

I'm a huge fan of Friends Reunited. I don't have a burning desire to meet up with many people from my past - I'm still in touch with most of the important ones - and yet I do wonder how people turned out; what they're up to now. I admitted to people watching and listening in on conversations in my last post and now I'm talking about checking people out on Friends Reunited... OK, hands up, I'm nosy! I think that's what appeals to me about blogging. All those glimpses into other lives... However, I can't help feeling that simply reading and slipping away again and then returning to check out the next instalment is perhaps a little furtive. I've made a conscious decision, therefore, to de-lurk. Comments boxes here I come!


Remember Me - The Zutons (Who Killed The Zutons, 2004)

Let Me Introduce You To The Family

Well, where to begin? I guess an introduction would be the polite thing to do, so here goes... My name is Julie, I'm 38 years old and married to the long-suffering Cam(ilo). We live in a small village in Leicestershire and have three (mainly) delightful children: Joseph (who prefers to be known as Joe these days), age 9; George, age 7 and Daisy, age 3.

I've been thinking about keeping a blog for some time but now I've actually got round to it, I'm not really sure what to do with it! Guess I'll just stick with it for a while and see how it goes. (Hmmm... that last sentence is pretty much the subtext of my life, actually. I'm a great one for drifting into things without making any big decisions...) Anyway, I've taken the first step and written something; albeit a waffly, pretty meaningless sort of something. Watch this space!


Let me Introduce You To The Family - The Stranglers (Singles: The U.A. Years, 1989)