My silence can be attributed to: A. Doing some really exciting stuff in real life. ii. Working from home due to a broken lift. 3. Watching this video over and over: Found via For the love of bookshops or True. All of the above. What’s inside your brain? If you enjoyed this post, please consider voting for Gin & Lemonade in the Best Overall Blogger category at the Annual Bloggers Bash Awards here. Much appreciated, thank you!...
Read MoreIt’s Adopt-a-Geek Week over at Pretty Feet, Pop Toe. I think this is a fantastic idea. But I have my very own dearly loved and loveable geek. Mine is taking a day off from being a Senior Software Geek because he has Super Sad Sinusitis. I usually like it when we have matching days off, but not when he feels like this: But wait, not only is he a Senior Software Geek with Sinusitis, he is also a Band Geek: And before you think this is one-sided geekery, it isn’t. I’m the one who wants my very own Bazinga t-shirt. Are you a geek? Do you have a geek? Perhaps we can double-geek-date? If you enjoyed this post, please consider voting for Gin & Lemonade in the Best Overall Blogger category at the Annual Bloggers Bash Awards here. Much appreciated, thank you!...
Read MoreWhen I was a kid, people were always telling me to ‘have patience’. I thought it was some kind of gift, one that I’m still waiting for. And I’m not good with waiting. Well, that’s not necessarily true. There’s a part of me that likes to burn candles and incense and become as blissed out as someone who is into that sort of thing. Because I am into that sort of thing. But I also think sleep is a waste of time. And this may surprise some people who know me off-screen, but I don’t like doing nothing. Being idle makes me itch. Take yesterday for example, I was on the couch for hours waiting for spare parts and if that didn’t work, a spare chair. I’ve been saying I needed a change of scenery, but that wasn’t exactly what I had in mind. Let me back up a bit, because now I can. I’ve wanted to see Avenue Q since it was new. When we were in New York, it was on in Glasgow, so Sarge and I met up with a friend of mine from way back and we saw The House of Blue Leaves. Great show. We got home and missed Avenue Q again, because we went island-hopping instead. Anyway, Saturday’s tickets were an early Valentine’s gift (or as Sarge would say, Happy Arbitrary Day in...
Read MoreI’ve loved movies since I cried during Follow That Bird and my Dad took me to My Left Foot and called it research. Whether it’s at home with a bowl of burnt popcorn, or in a plush seat at the theatre, I don’t talk during the film and I watch to the end of the credits. And for the record, I didn’t ask for my money back because The Artist is a silent film. My most recent movie date with Sarge was Carnage, before a coffee and a successful book trade with a friend. I snapped some photos, and drove backwards over some cobbles on the way to cheesy nachos and an early evening showing. My kind of Sunday. I’ve loved Kate Winslet since Sense and Sensibility, and Jodie Foster since Nell. Jodie Foster’s most recent character is considerably less zen than Nell. I kept waiting for her to burst a blood vessel. After the film, we somewhat reluctantly switched on our mobiles. Sarge had four missed calls from work. On a Sunday. The next call he got sent him into the office. Somewhere in the world, a computer exploded. On a Sunday. And I found myself looking to dump Sarge’s phone into the nearest vase of tulips. If you enjoyed this post, please consider voting for Gin & Lemonade in the Best Overall Blogger category at the Annual...
Read MoreLast year, I declared 100 Books Or Bust. After semi-regular updates on my progress, I stopped counting. In the end, I got to the actually painful number 49. 49, I tell you. These were them. This year, I have set the same challenge for myself. But I’m going to be slightly more systematic in posting my progress of reading through the stacks. The ones in the bedroom, in my office, sometimes on the shelves and even in the fridge. I’m going to commit to monthly round-up posts and hope to get a rounder number in December. Here’s January’s tally: New Finnish Grammar – A must for anyone interested in WWII, memory/nostalgia, and the concept of home. The Paris Wife – Made me want to read Hemingway. The real one, not my computer. Though I could stand to read more on here, too. Two for the Dough (Stephanie Plum, #2) – I’m probably going to end up borrowing all of these from a friend. I needed another long series to get into. The Yellow-Lighted Bookshop – I read this on the way back from Cambridge. Beautiful and inspiring. Three to Get Deadly (Stephanie Plum, #3) – And now I need number #4! Bossypants – On Goodreads, I put this on my I Caved and also my Laughed Out Loud shelves. Because I did. Both. And I quoted bits to Sarge,...
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