Posts by Jackie Clark
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Well I hope you're all happy with your tweeting and your parties and your curries and your general frivolity. I had a completely bland and disappointing meal with friends and came home to 350 tweets, and everyone having had shitloads more fun than I. Bastards.
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Up Front: Fairy-Tale Autopsies, in reply to Emma Hart,
However. This is not the end and all that. My hope is that two new sites will come out of this, but there will definitely be one.
I say hurrah to that. And the weeding of beetroot. Because you just can't beat beetroot relish.
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Hard News: Any excuse for a party, in reply to Geoff Lealand,
Please, please reassure me that there will be other people here NOT watching. Just when I thought PAS might be a royal wedding-free zone
Before a couple of days ago, Geoff, I would have sworn up and down that I wouldn't be watching it. But I have a dinner engagement this evening, and my dearest bestie tells me that we should have dinner early, and then retire to her place to eat chocolate cake and watch the wedding. This may prove to be like her "let's go nightclubbing" exhortations of a few years ago (when we actually did go, but at 10pm and no-one else was to be seen. She never exhorted again. ) but then again, she might be serious.
I'm not fussed either way, really. To watch or not to watch, it doesn't worry me. I know people who are, as Russell plans to do, having a Curry and Beer Wedding Watching Party. (Scarily, they also live in the Chev.) And others who eschew it. I will be pleased if they can have a happy life together. -
I don't think I could ever work from home because the Internet would get me. It's been bad enough the last couple of weeks, home on holiday, having to remind myself that the world won't go away if I don't check my email and PAS and twitter and facebook every 10 mins.
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Hard News: Friday Visions, in reply to Kumara Republic,
I don't know if I've told this story before, but when I was living in London, this guy came stumbling into the pub where I worked to ask for directions to somewhere or other. He stayed and had a drink and we got chatting. He had on this guitar pendant thing, and when I asked he said he was in a band. Would I know it? I asked him. You might, he replied, it's called Iron Maiden. I indicated that Metal wasn't my favourite thing. And he said, neither was it his. He loved classical music. I have no recall of his name or even what he looked like, just that he was lovely guy.
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Up Front: Fairy-Tale Autopsies, in reply to Deborah,
I am so pleased about this. So, so pleased.
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Hard News: Friday Visions, in reply to Deborah,
One of these days you'll have to meet my Mum. She's at the Auck Phil or NZSO concerts every 2nd Fri and Sat, and she goes to the Bridgeway Cinema with her friend, Joan, where they watch these filmed operas that go on for hours. She's a real buff.
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Hard News: Friday Visions, in reply to Deborah,
xx
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I just have the need to write something down. Please ignore this. Please don't respond to it. It’s only really for my eyes. I can’t write it on twitter or facebook because the dear friend I am writing about would see it, and that would just make her day worse. I have a darling, darling beloved friend in the UK whose father has been diagnosed with lung cancer and a brain tumour. They have been given a treatment plan but his prognosis is extremely poor. She is beside herself with grief and the unknown, and I want to be there for her physically, but of course, I can’t. So sad. So terrible for her to be sobbing down the phone from Essex to Auckland, on her mobile in the yard of the place where she works. So hard for her. Thanks for letting me get that out.
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There are stereotypes, and then there are truisms. Just saying.