Revolutionary Rants

Well, 2007 is staring us in the face. Another year over and here we go on to another new one.2006 has been a busy year for us, with me finishing my Masters, Chicken gaining a First Class degree and starting his job and both of us leaving lovely Yorkshire for the equally (well, perhaps more!) green and pleasant Devonshire. Next year is likely to be fairly busy as well, with volunteering, working and marrying ahead of us.

Lets hope that it is a happy new year for us all!

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We have had a lovely Christmas day. We enjoyed a noisy Snow White and the Seven Dwarves at the Queen’s Theatre before heading back to Swimbridge for a buffet tea and glass of wine or three!

The next day we visited my Nan before cracking open the Beringer and the gifts at Toad Cottage. And then we headed down the hill to my brother’s cottage for our other pressies. My loved one got me delicious presents, a twelve year old Glenfiddich malt, Body Shop shower items and Snow Patrol’s Eyes Open. We also got, amongst lots of lovely things, a DVD player from my parents, books (including a lovely serial killer related one!), a liquidiser/smoothie maker from my brother ans sis-in-law, champagne flutes, chocs, eau du toilet (for Mr C), bath bits and a bouncing hen!

We then had a fabulous Xmas meal with one of the very best Christmas puddings I’ve ever had. After a suitable sofa lounge around we played games and drank lots!

Yesterday was a lazy day of Totopoly (one of my presents to Chicken), Pictionary and Bagdad Cafe, a funny, but very sweet little film.

Today we hit the sales before returning to the Sains/Boot homestead. Now it is the delight of Doctor Who and The Most Annoying People of 2006. Bloody bliss! Well, at least until This Life +10 next week…

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I am a happy bunny indeed, for I am finished working on Barnstaple high street for good. The boredom of the job and the bitchiness of the staff have driven me mental for the past three months but now at long last it is over and done with.

And now it is the Yule season! Chicken enjoyed his work “do” yesterday and found time to get a nice bunch of mistletoe to greet me with on my return. It was my Mum’s birthday, so after working/partying we headed off to the Stags Head Inn in Filleigh for a birthday meal. We had a very pleasant Christmas menu, with Chicken having duck and me a festive veg tart.

Today we are relaxing a bit and doing our cooking. Well, when i say relaxing I really mean cooking! Mr C is poaching a chicken for coronation chicken, we have just iced the cake and C will also be preparing brandy butter. We have been busy bunnies all day so far. Alex is just on his way for a game of Diablo and tomorrow we will all be going with the kids to the panto.

In case I don’t have time to post again I wish you all a merry Christmas/Yule/Solstice and a very happy 2007! Have a good one, folks!

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Ahh, ’tis Tuesday. Although I am happy, happy, happy that Chicken will now be off for the Yule period I can’t help but know I’ll feel even better on Friday, at about 17:30… Selfish, maybe, but true! Oh so true…
Our card string is now two-thirds full, which is pleasing somehow. This afternoon, which Mr C has off, we will venture (oh, why?!) to Tesco in order to stock up on things to finish icing our cake, create coronation chicken, mince pies and veggie sausage rolls. Luckily Mr Chicken can “do” pastry as I have not a clue about it! I am sure I will learn more through watching and then consuming his creation once it is wrapped round veggie sausage “meat” and mince “meat”!!!

We had an intensive evening of Diablo yesterday and I know have three skeletons, one clay gollum, an excellent necromancer staff thing and 11,000 bits of gold. All good fun, anyway. I haven’t played Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire much of late as the repetition of the levels is getting a little draining, but I am sure I will return to it at some point over the festive period.

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Well, nothing much to report of late. A lovely weekend of pottling. Friday and Saturday evenings a computer free-zone of cuddling on the sofa. We saw and interesting programme about Henri de Toulouse Lautrec and yesterday a bloody awful drama with Robert Carlyle in it. Born Equal? Rather it had never been born at all! We started playing Diablo II, or rather Mr C returned to it and started to teach me so I can join him is two-player games. We visited my Nan and we did the marzipan icing on our Christmas cake. All in all a very nice weekend prior to the big Christmas season!

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My gosh, late night shopping was crazy! Chicken went in to town to purchase his “secrete Santa” gift for work and have a look for my pressies. He got a couple of things and because of the crowds it took him from 19:30 to almost 21:00! I did not stop for a moment, bar toilet breaks, from 13:15 to 21:10… I didn’t sleep well due to vivid dreams of ringing in thing to the till… Thank goodness for the weekend!!! And my last week!

Cliff Richard really is a arse. He’s currently on telly, I’ve not just come out with that, by the way.

Anyway, I am too tired for any more rants so I am off to make soup before Mr C gets home.

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Late night shopping tonight, my last one working. Hooray! Even better, Mr C only has to work tomorrow morning, Monday and from 8:30 to 11:30 before it is time for the Christmas holiday to begin (well, I have to work a bit, but in essence it will be holiday time!). Hooray, hooray!

We have no plans for the impending weekend, none at all! Probably avoiding town will be a good idea, I cannot imagine the frenzy of it all. Plus watching a programme of Toulouse Lautrec and the shuddering climax of The X Factor. I don’t really care who wins and it has been quite boring this year, so much so that I have actually seen bits of Strictly Come Dancing. Oh the horror. I have been watching this mainly because I wait hopefully to see the week that Matt Dawson gets voted off. I hate bloody Matt Dawson. He is so arrogant and obviously obsessed by winning. Plus he robbed Hardeep of deserved victory on Celebrity Masterchef. Bastard. I don’t care who wins that either, as long as it is not Dawson.

In more television news I think I am doomed never to see the BBC adaption of Middlemarch. In Ireland we failed to record it (it was on at about 1am) correctly and thus failed to see it. The other day, however, I prepared to redress this balance as I had it on a DVD from my Mum. But she had chopped the end off whilst taping in from UKTV Drama!!! Noooooooooooooooo. I think my fate is sealed. Oh well, at least I know the ending!

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Well, I did roast in the end and got confuzzled on the cooking times, but all was well in the end. Mr C enjoyed a tarragon and garlic “flaming chicken” roast dinner (I had a lovely jacket potato) and he still has two large breasts and a leg/wing for a chicken soup. Good value indeed.

The weekend was excellent, as blogged, as we just pottled around really. Next weekend we have the big ambition of icing our Christmas cake; will we manage? Mr C is usually very good at calming me in such situations – icing panic – so I hope that we will. We have very few plans at present other than getting our heads down and through the next ten days or so and enjoying a long, relaxing Christmas.*

I have been looking around on Britblog for new blogs to read and I am quite distressed to find a number of BNP related ones popping up. Poor sad bastards probably think that blogging is cool so they better get in on the act. Even the merd site beats the BNP…

Have we got a new serial killer on our hands here in Blighty? It is strange because last week i was wondering if we’d get another British serial killer in my life-time and then the news of the Suffolk deaths came on. However, I would like to point out that the killer is not yet a serial killer. Oh no, according to the CIA you have to kill five to be one and I believe I read somewhere that the number is usually regarded as being seven here in Europe. The use of “serial killer” is just to get people worked up, as it does. “Spree killing” doesn’t conjure up the same terrifying images, does it? Oh well, enough of definition, whatever the case at least three women are dead and that is pretty horrible, nasty stuff…

I am waiting in for a parcel now, I hope it will come soon so that I can go and explore the local charity shops, but as a wheelie bin has just blown over outside may be staying in isn’t such a bad thing!
* Charles, thank you for the gift, it arrived yesterday!

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There are some really odd blogs out there. One bloke exclusively blogs about chien merd on the pavements of France. With photos of all evidence. Nice. Most other blogs are introspective type stuff. Mostly very tedious if you do not know the person concerned.

Just like mine…

No sign of C and his phone is dead. To roast or not to roast? This is the question… Out, out brief post!

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There has, apparently, been an arson attack on Barnstaple’s Banardos! Quite shocking. I have just returned from a Sunday trip to my Nan’s house and a shopping trip round Tesco. The main purpose of this trip was to buy stuff for Chicken’s roast “flaming” chicken, which he (or I) will be attempting to recreate from his father’s recipe sometime later today.

The walk up to my Nan’s was nice until half way up, when the rain set-in. It is still wet outside, but I am safe and warm inside, so I care very little. Chicken has been out since 9:00 driving first and now doing good computer deeds. Hopefully he’ll be back in time to take over the roasting!

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