Sunday, July 28, 2013

Moving out

The big move happened on Saturday, I'd spent the week before packing and prepping my life into bags and boxes and was ready to load it up and send it back to Oxfordshire.

My friend, Jo, came to help, along with my parents, who were/are mega stars! I came back to the shire with them and all of my stuff and hung out for the evening. For some reason I was unable to sleep last night. I guess it was strange being in a quiet neighbourhood, minus the drunken calls of Essex lads at 2am. Also, it had been such a long tiring day, I assume I was over tired.

I'm now sat in my flat, on my mattress on the floor, looking at my swat like hovel. It's all so weird and bizarre...I miss my stuff!

One work week left and I'm going, going, gone!

Friday, July 19, 2013

The Beatles - Full of surprises

I thought I'd heard everything that The Beatles had ever recorded, especially during the years where I worked in the music industry and when I dated one of the biggest Beatles fans I've ever known,'s not true!

My friend Glenn visited from Minneapolis a few months a go and I put on Help! by The Beatles, to supply perfect background music. Mid record, just before I needed to turn it over, the most beautiful, catchy, incredible song played and I was awe struck. Conversation halted. The world stopped turning for a second. Everything froze!

All I can say is that I had never heard the most simplest, beautiful, heartfelt song known to man before. This song over took every other song that has struck me. It's just incredible...I now listen to this every time I lose faith, belief in the greater things or just need cheering up, it's now up there with TV on the Radio 'Wolf like me', and due to this post being about happy songs, have TV on the Radio, for good's still my 'happy song', well it's not my ultimate, life is bad and there is no way out of this hole song (that trophy is still held by a terrible 90s band) but it is my cheering me up, raring to go, party time song...

Wonderful photos

Wonderful black n white photos

Posted while away with the fairies

Sunday, July 07, 2013

Stupid Life Questions...

I've spent the morning looking online to see if there are any particular jobs I'd die for, I met with the work's HR department last week and was asked that horrific question, the question that I've shied ('shied' does not look right, not at's really freaky) away from for the last 30 odd years...

"What would your perfect job be?", now this question comes in various forms, it's starts with "What do you want to be when you're older?" this is a question you get asked as a child and as a child, you have no idea what the answer to this question can behold, you've no idea what crazy, mad jobs are out in the world, you're not even aware that you don't have to work, if you don't want could collect the dole forever or win the lottery, or anything and everything else that comes with not working.

You complete primary school, go to secondary school and the first thing you get asked is "What do you want to do when you leave school?", if you choose A Levels or college, you're safe for a few more years but people will want to check in and see where you believe you're you make a random selection from a list of possible jobs and start working towards it. You finish further education and then you consider university or the "real world", I applied for university and then chose the "real world".

Since entering the "real world" I've held various jobs and the only thing I come back to, when people ask me "what do you want to do with your life?", the only answer I have, to all questions with a similar nature to this, is "To be happy". I'm 31 and I have no idea what I want to do with my life, I never have.  When I was a child, I wanted to be a Policewoman (until Martella got shot in The Bill), as a teenager I wanted to be an Architect but I found out that the training was long and you generally ended up not designing buildings at all. At college I studied towards Stage Design but then I didn't go to university, as I wanted to earn money instead. I worked for Waitrose for a short time and then got a most excellent job, where I was an Assistant/Office Manager.

I'm a people pleaser, I like to make people happy, when people are happy, I'm happy. Therefore being an assistant is rather perfect for me. Since moving to London, I've become a Team Assistant, where I've had the chance to co-ordinate and manage events and dabble in archiving, among other things. Both of these things I've loved. I adore history, therefore dabbling within the archives has kept myself extremely content. Hosting and co-ordinating events works well for me, as I've spent most of my life surrounded by events and being a part of them, hence my finding it all so easy and during events, I get to see people enjoy themselves, which makes me happy.

But now, that could all change and once again, I still don't know the answer to that bloody question...

Maybe I never will?!

Maybe I've already done what I want and haven't realised?!

Maybe I'll be happy regardless what I do, due to my naturally happy disposition?!

Maybe, I need to leave the country and find myself with no ties what so ever, so I can work out the answer to this question and to all of life's other bullshit questions?!

Maybe, there is no right or wrong answer?!

All I know, is that up until a month ago, I loved my job, I loved the company I worked for and I was extremely happy, but these things are sent to try us, test us and make us question everything, anything and nothing...

Friday, July 05, 2013

Silly dreams..

Tom and I have broken up, it's all amicable and for the best. Randomly we appear to be able to be friends, even a week later. I guess being friends, before we got together, has helped a lot, plus there is no ill will, which is a blessing.

Due to being in a relationship, those silly dreams that girls have while single get scattered by the way side, and you start to design and dream about your lives together as a couple. BUT now that I'm single again, I can start dreaming about the moment a young desirable gentleman declares his love of me, while dressed head to toe in Regency garb, or dressed in a similar fashion to below...I'm really not fussed...