Valley of the Trolley Dollies

Four things about me that you may or may not have known in no particular order.
 
Yes, it’s a meme. My first, sent by Clare, who one wouldn’t dream o fdefying. So, here goes…

 
 1.Four jobs I have had in my life
 
1 .  A burger Dresser and general dogsbody @ Macdonalds.

2    Bank Cashier @ TSB: “How would you like your money, sir?”

3.    A paperboy (in v. Posh Kensington. David Bowie was one of my Customers. As was Mick jagger. I saw no Dancing in the Street, although I did See David Bowie in the street. He was lovely.

4.   Vice President of Operations at a Derivatives Subsidiary of the Bigegst Japanese Bank in The World. I’ve moved up from there….

 

2: Four movies I’ve watched more than once
 

1.  Withnail & I

2.  Any Bond Movie

3.  Die Hard (”Yippee Kay Ay, Motherfucker!”)

4. All About Eve (see, I am a Gayer, after all)

 

 

3. Four places I have lived:

1. Dublin

2. Crawley

3. Putney

4. Fulham

 

 

4. Four places I have been
 
1.  Here

2.  There (I prefer it here)

3.  New York (My favourite city on earth.)

4.  Sydney (Or maybe this is my favourite city on earth. Hmmm.)

5. Four people who e-mail me (regularly)
 
1.   Carl

2.   Warren

3.   The Editor of DNA magazine

4.   Dermot O’ Leary’s solicitors (usually to check I’m still observing the restraining order)

 

 

6. Four of my favourite foods:  
 
1.  Broiled Lobster

2.  Anythign Italian/Greek/Mediterranean

3.  Good Chopped Liver (but only if the restaurant has debrillator paddles handy)

4.  My homemade Hummus and Pepperonata

7. Four places I would rather be right now:
 See 4 above. I love so many places, and right now I’m sitting in front of a computer thinking “I should do my ironing and get ready for another week of work.” My husband is watching the olympics, having just delivered me a cup of tea. I’m fielding texts from two mates, bitching about the X factor on MSM, lookign forward to Carl’s birthday party this Friday, and you know what? There is NOWHERE I’d rather be. here, and now, is very good indeed.

8. Four things I am looking forward to this year
 1. Taking my parents to New York. My Father’s first time.

2. Christmas with my ‘rents and the Germen. And POssibly Marcel.

3.Two - count ‘em - writing classes to attend. One online, and one in the Groucho Club.

4. Copenhagen in October/November.

 

 

9. Four TV Shows that I watch
 
1. Rome (yes, I know it’s been cancelled, btu I’m a little behind in my catching up)

2. Desperate Housewives

3.Doctor Who

4. Heroes

Lay on the sofa fri and watched a rerun of the Orympic opening ceremony. They get 3,000 perfectly choreographed drummers and Sarah Brightman on top of a fifteen story metal globe. We’ll probably get Amy Winehouse in a shopping trolley.

Sat, sorted out my clutter - mental and physical - and feel incredible for doing it.

Sat night, the all-male Mikado at the Union, bookended by too many beers at the Fire Station, and a train journey with a disproportionate amount of eye candy, and all wrapped up in another great night with one of my oldest (in so many senses of the word) friends, was magical.

Abed at 2am.

Sunday, a furious bout of house keeping - dusting hoovering, bleaching the bloodstains out of the carpet - left both D and I exhausted but the house feeling tidier than it has in ages, and our mental states vastly improved. I cooked, though not brilliantly, and Carl and Stu turned up with the lovely Ellie, who was charming and funny and only tried to rip my leg off once during the visit. The dog was lovely too.

A new computer was installed by My friend Ennis, whilst his other half and I swapped stories of long forgotten Stock Aitken and Waterman artistes (Oh how I wish I’d kept my Mandy Smith Promo).

Four bottles (and half of a fifth) of vin rouge were consumed, which is very surprising, as the general level of drunk didn’t seem too high. That said, after they’d left, I was abed, and fell asleep on top of Tintin. Rather, one suspects, like Captain Haddock…

A weekend where I realised, again, how truly blessed I am. I have brilliant friends, a great great life, and so much to be thankful for.

I am now, however, knackered. Roll on next weekend.

 

 

I so would.

Captions for the above, please.