Fickle public

Wagner was booed.
Just because the public have kept him in the show.
I suppose the thinking behind the boos is....He's keeping out someone with real talent...like er....
First and foremost The X Factor is an entertainment show and folks like Wagner are entertaining...sort of. He also fills up press space. It's called Show Biz! It's banal nonsense and there's nothing wrong with a little of that occasionally.

Talking of nonsense.

I don't dig Aiden Grimshaw at all.

Chezza looked odd tonight. Unsure what's cheesing her off but her sneers and faux miserableness is hacking me off. Grow up.
And Mary Byrne is a one trick pony, sure she gets the money notes but there's no soul, well not from where I'm sitting. She's a bigger girl who belts...that's it.



Talking of bigger girls I must have had a weeks calorie intake in one day today, what with the lamb lunch and toffee cream sauce, then to pig out completely I had a Chinese:)
We need excesses sometimes, my weak day is Sunday:( That's when the choc rolls and the toffees disappear.
But come tomorrow it's back to crackers and water.



We had two trick or treaters tonight, both with mums in tow I gave them nuclear candies and a couple of orange fairy cakes. Their pleasure and excitement was a sight to behold. Dressed in green and black with pointy hats and floaty frightful dresses in scarlet and tattered black lace .....they looked like innocents on a day trip to hell.
I wish I could have had demons like the two I bribed tonight:(

I'd better stop now otherwise this will become a sad post and today has been a happy day, don't ruin it Ang.

So off to bed this voluptuous eater goes...

Shredding cabbage whilst gyrating to 'Proud Mary' is not advisable...Bits on the floor and my socks at half mast. Lovely:)
OMG... I'm fitter than I thought. My God I can boogie. Felt fantastic as I threw back my head...Yummy cooky.

I am ecstatic over this cd, has all my fav Tina tunes...Was a giveaway in the Sunday Hell. So since 9 I've been getting myself into a heated state over such classics as What's Love Got To Do with It, Goldeneye, Simply The Best and, of course, Proud Mary. What a glistening rock chic she is. Love you Tina.

When I'd peppered the parsnips I was transported back to my youthful days by Nutbush City Limits...Sounded just as cool and just as hot.

Pud alert...Pud alert....Have disowned the pudding in favour of the multi-appled crumble (Bramley and Cox) but will most definitely make the toffee cream sauce. Could be one of those kitchen moments when all sense is lost and manners fly out the window.
Will update later...

I'm cooking Lamb shanks today. They are braised in stock with 1 large leek and four small whole carrots. Alongside the shanks will sit 2 glazed parsnips and a hot mound of steamed savoy cabbage.

For pud I'm making a new recipe....individual apple puddings with toffee cream sauce.

What Time Is It

Who cares?

For the past thirty minutes I've been throwing myself around the bedroom listening to Tina Turner!
Too many good tracks to pick a fav...But I nearly died rollicking to Proud Mary. xxxxx

Now toast and Private Dancer!

The X Factor: My Favs.

Cher. Fabulous. Gorgeous girl. Great song. Loved it. Preferred this Cher to the Cher with rubber legs.

Wagner. A new man with his pony-tailed hair and red tears. Can't sing but with his Brazilian good looks...who cares. A little light relief from all the perfection.

One Direction. Had to be nailed to floor otherwise I'd have made a fool of myself over the sweet boys. The perfect boy band. Oodles of everything for both young girls and grubby older ones...

Loved Dannii's hair. Always out-glams Chezza. Doesn't have dead insects for lashes. Bronzed up yes, but a woman's woman.
Adored, as always, Simon's campness. Blacked out hair with a really gross parting but so likeable in a stiff sort of way.
Can't stand Cheryl. Insincere as always. Can't comment without reading her notes. Pretty without a doubt but that's all. Sorry hun.
Would love to discuss boys with Louis. Am digging the quiff. Such an old queen. Love you Louis. x
Dermot. The loose Man. Moves like a Thunderbird puppet. Slippery, loose and hips on strings. Swing my way why don't you. Love to tug ya wires. Irish? Not a prob.


Heard Slim Harpo on 'Sounds of the 60's' on Radio 2 singing 'Baby Scratch My Back'. Melted to it. So you Tubed it and been playing it like forever:) So hot.

The Sun Made Me Do It

Had to get outside so sped to Hockley>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Cream knee length cardigan with pockets. £2. Ideal for just about everything. Always loved chunky knits. Once bought a big rich navy blue cardi with brass buttons in a Kensington charity shop, wore it till the buttons dulled.

Grey Striped Tesco's Man Pyjamas in 'Large'. £1.25. I spoil Mr H terribly.

Two plates. One oval in blue and white. Very old Burslem. Is now home to apples and lemons. The other round, brown and oatmeal with 'British Bread and Cheese Plate' written round the rim. Also decorated with loaves of all kinds, particularly like the Cob pic.

New Stuff........
Bird seed.
Key Ring with big red rubber face and yellow shaggy hair. 29p. Factory shop.
Mania-inducing multi-coloured MSG'd sweets for if the Trick or Treaters turn up. I loathe Halloween. 50p.
A 2011 pocket diary with small black pen. Brown embellished with pure bronze flowers and beautiful squiggles of a William Morris nature. 89p.

Cooking Tonight:
Chilli Con Carne.
Last two inches of Chardonnay.


Last bag of Wotsits 20:00 hrs.

What a glorious morning at 9a.m.

A yellow hydrogen ball putting a still visible pale moon in her place.
A single pigeon on a branch.
And light, light, light..... everywhere