I have always loved English...heck(is that even a word?), even one of my more interesting speeches in highschool was "English is a crazy language". I am pretty sure that I got the idea from my sister who got the idea from her teacher who got the idea from the Reader's Digest.
I was too clever for my own good, and recycled a speech which I am sure that the English teacher had heard before. We both went to the same school. Not the same teachers, but if there is one thing I do know: teachers talk...a lot. I guess I must have got a pretty low grade for that one.
Essay writing progressed to diary writing...dangerous stuff really...can get you into all sorts of trouble...to a few pages penned in Taiwan, the plot to some international thriller which is long lost and long forgotten I'm sure. Fastforward a few years...I entered a competition in the Metro. You had to write a mini-story via text and it got published in the paper. What a thrill to see my name in print!
Wednesday, 20 May 2015
Tuesday, 12 May 2015
Believe it or Not
Now I have seen it all...fish with fur, the lizard man, the man with crocodile teeth...believe it or not...seriously what would possess a person to do the last two is still beyond me. My trip to Ripley's Believe it or Not-London beggars belief for some of the things I have seen, or more so, that which Mr Robert Ripley saw all those years ago, and decided to preserve it for the world. His legacy lives on as you go on a journey that is a pleasant surprise at most turns.
Initially, you get to the fifth floor and after pottering around there to see some artefacts from around the world; animal freaks of nature, the biggest rocking chair I have ever sat on and a replica of a megladon jaw, amongst others! I remember thinking how disappointly small the area was...was that it? Did we come all this way to find out that Buckingham Palace is home to forty thousand light bulbs?
Of course, there were four levels to go, so we were bound to see more unbelievable things! On our way to the elevator, we nearly missed the opening to embark on a gallery that showed the life and times of its founder. Luckily we didn't though, because once you turn the corner, you discover a wonderful art gallery that fascinates. The things people use to create art is amazing; sweets, tape from 1980's cassettes (remember those...I am sure I still have some lying somewhere), burnt toast, butterflies, keyboard keys, cigarette ash, and lipstick kisses transform into portraits you can recognise. There was even a bubblegum sculpture of the Fab Four...the Beatles I mean.
I especially liked the virtual wall with the virtual spray can...inspiration abounded..take a look...the beginnings of which...well that is a whole other story...
Initially, you get to the fifth floor and after pottering around there to see some artefacts from around the world; animal freaks of nature, the biggest rocking chair I have ever sat on and a replica of a megladon jaw, amongst others! I remember thinking how disappointly small the area was...was that it? Did we come all this way to find out that Buckingham Palace is home to forty thousand light bulbs?
Of course, there were four levels to go, so we were bound to see more unbelievable things! On our way to the elevator, we nearly missed the opening to embark on a gallery that showed the life and times of its founder. Luckily we didn't though, because once you turn the corner, you discover a wonderful art gallery that fascinates. The things people use to create art is amazing; sweets, tape from 1980's cassettes (remember those...I am sure I still have some lying somewhere), burnt toast, butterflies, keyboard keys, cigarette ash, and lipstick kisses transform into portraits you can recognise. There was even a bubblegum sculpture of the Fab Four...the Beatles I mean.
I especially liked the virtual wall with the virtual spray can...inspiration abounded..take a look...the beginnings of which...well that is a whole other story...
Tuesday, 5 May 2015
62-Gun Salute
Welcome to the world, Princess Charlotte Elizabeth Diana...here is your 62-gun salute! I am sure the latest addition to the Royal family was thankfully tucked quite far away so as not to go tone-deaf, but this is an age-old tradition...wish I had went now. I was just wondering why it was a 62 gun-salute, and not a 21-gun one, at the Tower of London and Hyde Park. Here is the recipe for the gun salute: apparently 21 is basic, add another 20 because the Tower is a palace and a fort and Hyde Park is a Royal Park, and add another 21 for the City of London.
Erm...this is embarrassing...I can't recall her surname, but I am pretty sure her title would be Princess Charlotte Elizabeth Diana of Cambridge! I think Diana was a nice way to keep the little princess's late grandmother's memory alive...
Erm...this is embarrassing...I can't recall her surname, but I am pretty sure her title would be Princess Charlotte Elizabeth Diana of Cambridge! I think Diana was a nice way to keep the little princess's late grandmother's memory alive...
Tuesday, 28 April 2015
A Royal Night Out
I went for a preview of this movie and thoroughly enjoyed it! It was about the princesses night out on the town on V.E (Victory in Europe) day, which was a celebration to mark the end of the second world war. Hard to believe that it is almost seventy years on!
Funny and entertaining and worth a watch. Most of the time I find when I don't see the trailer, I enjoy the movie a whole lot more! I was hoping to recognise something inside Buckingham Palace...we did that summer tour and thanks to my darling mum, got to ride a wee-bit outback. Much to my dismay though, I remembered nothing! It was as if I had seen the centuries old decor, painted walls, grand staircase for the first time...ahh I console myself; it must have been some part of the palace that is not open to the public. This is a spoiler alert, but I have to say it. My friend cracked me up after whispering, "I didn't know they used the front entrance..."
Funny and entertaining and worth a watch. Most of the time I find when I don't see the trailer, I enjoy the movie a whole lot more! I was hoping to recognise something inside Buckingham Palace...we did that summer tour and thanks to my darling mum, got to ride a wee-bit outback. Much to my dismay though, I remembered nothing! It was as if I had seen the centuries old decor, painted walls, grand staircase for the first time...ahh I console myself; it must have been some part of the palace that is not open to the public. This is a spoiler alert, but I have to say it. My friend cracked me up after whispering, "I didn't know they used the front entrance..."
Saturday, 25 April 2015
Bug-a-boo
Okay, I shall take my OCD to the next level now...you just never know when the critters will creep up on you really, but they are affecting people pretty close to me. I was horrified about the latest saga of discovering I may be displaced from where I live due to that tiny speck of dust that could turn out to be one's worst nightmare..the humble bedbug. Thankfully...it glossed over me...I say this loftily, mostly due to my OCD tendencies...I am a bit I'd say, but not OTT. Either that or it is divine
intervention that I have escaped.
The mini vampires are not indicative of cleaniliness levels I have read...whew that is a relief...it could literally happen to anyone. Luggage is one way! I won't become more paranoid now...I won't become more paranoid now...what I mean to say is I shouldn't become more paranoid now...I mean I come across luggage almost everyday, and doing the mad skip and dance to avoid that hurried traveller from brushing their luggage against me as they haul it onto the Picadilly line on their way to, or from, Heathrow, is exhausting. I can't exactly burn my clothes everday either. I'd need loads of bucks to buy a new outfit everyday...hmmm, that would be nice!
Naturally prevention is better than cure, but fumigation is essential once they are in, that and throwing out everything(well within reason) and washing on 60 degrees celcius...I wanted to try 90 degrees, but the darn washing machine wouldn't allow me to go off the charts.
I am trying to read extensively on preventive measures anyway; sprinkling crystal silica gel on the floor, cleaning products with tea tree oil...I best go and run out and get some!
intervention that I have escaped.
The mini vampires are not indicative of cleaniliness levels I have read...whew that is a relief...it could literally happen to anyone. Luggage is one way! I won't become more paranoid now...I won't become more paranoid now...what I mean to say is I shouldn't become more paranoid now...I mean I come across luggage almost everyday, and doing the mad skip and dance to avoid that hurried traveller from brushing their luggage against me as they haul it onto the Picadilly line on their way to, or from, Heathrow, is exhausting. I can't exactly burn my clothes everday either. I'd need loads of bucks to buy a new outfit everyday...hmmm, that would be nice!
Naturally prevention is better than cure, but fumigation is essential once they are in, that and throwing out everything(well within reason) and washing on 60 degrees celcius...I wanted to try 90 degrees, but the darn washing machine wouldn't allow me to go off the charts.
I am trying to read extensively on preventive measures anyway; sprinkling crystal silica gel on the floor, cleaning products with tea tree oil...I best go and run out and get some!
Tuesday, 7 April 2015
Daylight Robbery...
I was wondering why my phone bill was higher than it normally should have been and discovered that Virgin was charging me for those cute emoticons I have been sending on my text messages...can you believe that???
Yes, I am talking about you, Mr Smiley Face, you guilty culprit, costing me 40p a pop. What the hell is mms or whatever? Apparently smart phones are supersmart, they convert smiley faces to mms'es, I think...all that techno mumbo jumbo was giving me a headache, but credit to Virgin, they refunded me the money, and advised me not to send a smiley face, via text messaging, unless it is this one!:)
Yes, I am talking about you, Mr Smiley Face, you guilty culprit, costing me 40p a pop. What the hell is mms or whatever? Apparently smart phones are supersmart, they convert smiley faces to mms'es, I think...all that techno mumbo jumbo was giving me a headache, but credit to Virgin, they refunded me the money, and advised me not to send a smiley face, via text messaging, unless it is this one!:)
Monday, 6 April 2015
Tools of the Trade
So I went one whole week without my laptop, not from some bet that I took with someone whereby I emphatically declared that I could go for a whole week without one, but because it blacked out, and I thought it was dying a slow and painful death (more painful for me than for it). Good to know IT people who know what they are doing by the way:)
I had no idea what I was in for...living without a laptop is really hard! It seems like our dependency on some technological gadget or the other is a necessity these days. I was left wondering what life was like before I had one!
Day 1 was hard, Day 2 was even harder, but I suppose I got by because I still had access to that wonderful thing called a smartphone. By Day 5 though, I had learnt to adapt without it --> hard, but not impossible.Truth of the matter is, I put pen to paper, but missed the clicketity clicking on the keyboard.
Glad you are back laptop and kudos to my friend who helped you get up and running again!
I had no idea what I was in for...living without a laptop is really hard! It seems like our dependency on some technological gadget or the other is a necessity these days. I was left wondering what life was like before I had one!
Day 1 was hard, Day 2 was even harder, but I suppose I got by because I still had access to that wonderful thing called a smartphone. By Day 5 though, I had learnt to adapt without it --> hard, but not impossible.Truth of the matter is, I put pen to paper, but missed the clicketity clicking on the keyboard.
Glad you are back laptop and kudos to my friend who helped you get up and running again!
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