Monthly Archives: November 2006

Blame Dave!

Having just read about Dave’s habit of greeting people through referrals to their blog, I have now started! (So apologies to all who get some very strange referrals while I’m playing!). I had a bit of trouble sending Dave a message back at first because every time I put “from Chelley” in the Google search bar, my other blog came up and Dave’s disappeared! I don’t think there is any exciting blog-importance in that – seeing as Dave has a lot more traffic, a lot more links and a well known blog; but is perhaps to do with the fact that mine is a Blogspot (therefore Google) blog… they must be biased?

I was slightly amused though when I searched Hello Random Wiblog Neil you can blame Dave for this and my blog came up second after Neil’s!! Haha!

Blatant Self-Promotion

I am 100 today. I think I look quite good for my age!

The train now arriving at Procrastination Central calls at all stations to Nowhere

Decided to delete the rather pointless procrastination quizzes – but in case you feel bereft (haha) I would like to inform you that I am cool (!) and that my crayon colour type thing in the box is blue!

Bah humbug…

…hmmm, I mention SPURS and the comments come out… hurrahs and harumphs! But bring out the piccies and tales of Camden (not to mention Chelley, boots, boats, TeenSon and all) and nothing… nil.. rien… What does this mean I ask myself? Well, putting my little hat of logic on I conclude that:

a) No-one has actually been here to see what we got up to in Camden.
b) No-one was in the least bit interested in what we got up to in Camden.
c) You were so interested in what we got up to in Camden that you went sprinting straight off to said little north London haven and had no time to comment.
d) You were so overawed by seeing the glamour/sack-of-potato-ness/scruffy intelligence* (*delete as applicable) of Chelley in Camden that you could not bring yourself to say anything – words just can’t cut it sometimes eh!
e) You were so overawed by seeing the glamour/clompiness/redness* (delete as applicable) of the beautiful new DM boots from Camden that you could not bring yourself to say anything – words just can’t cut it sometimes eh!
f) You couldn’t be arsed.

This is a serious socio/psychological research questionaire…. hahahahaha!

Books… glorious books!

What Kind of Reader Are You?
Your Result: Obsessive-Compulsive Bookworm

You’re probably in the final stages of a Ph.D. or otherwise finding a way to make your living out of reading. You are one of the literati. Other people’s grammatical mistakes make you insane.

Dedicated Reader
Literate Good Citizen
Book Snob
Non-Reader
Fad Reader
What Kind of Reader Are You?
Create Your Own Quiz

Well, not too shocking a result there seeing as I have always loved books, always have at least one in my bag, about six by the bed, little piles of books dotted around the house, book shelves all over the place and one wall looks like this… (and that’s when half the contents have wandered over to the desks/floor/hidden corners of the study!)

A few books

These are a few of my favourite things…

A fitting heading for my day, if I say so myself, but I have to blame a particular Wiblogger for putting ‘Sound of Music’ songs in my head this evening (well yesterday now)!!
Anyway, I’ve had a great day out with TeenSon at one of my favourite places. We tootled down to Camden for the market this morning, while it was still absolutely bucketing it down with rain – though fortunately by the time we got off the Tube it had stopped raining and there was even sunshine and blue sky! Part of my mission today was to find a pair of green tartan DM boots! Unfortunately I failed – how inconsiderate of Doctor Marten to have decided that their weird and wonderful designs this season would all be flowery (I don’t do flowery – except for real flowers of course)! And not even the nice man on the big stall with loads of boots had some old ones left. Ho hum… I went back to the same shop about 5 times during the course of the day, trying to decide what to get instead (the poor staff must have wanted to run away screaming the last time they saw me coming!) but ended up with these lovely new boots (well I think so anyway!):

Me Beautiful New Boots!!

The great thing about Camden is that there are so many places to stop, eat, have a drink, people watch, watch the world go by – and all that when the shopping gets too much! We drifted back into the Ice Wharf a couple of times for refreshment! Though it’s not the most characterful place in Camden (some would call that a severe understatement!) it’s good if you’re with younger family members and also has a lovely outdoor bit by the canal:

Camden
(Not the most flattering photo, but hey what can I do about it!!).

Camden

The Northern line was its not uncommon ‘delight’ and having just about avoided the delays and engineering works on the way, when we wandered back down the road to the station to go home there was a massive crowd and it looked like the station had just reopened. Rather than play squash-the-traveller with all the others, I decided we’d wander down to King’s Cross instead (so managing to avoid a Tube change as well). This little walk took us past Mornington Crescent station and TeenSon volunteered to take a piccie of me there so that the next time I’m playing the great game, and find myself at the winning station I can post the real thing! Well, that was the plan, but this is the photo… it is Mornington Crescent…honest… really!

Mornington Crescent

So, there you have it, a great day… and just a few of my favourite things!

Lost reflections…

I have just sat and typed my first serious entry in a while, a reflection on ways of going after strength and help and hope in God when things are challenging (which they have been for me for a few weeks) and just as I neared the end I knocked two keys (one was presumably delete or close window) and somehow lost it all. I can’t start again, so I’ll just post these photos, which I took in the Yorkshire Dales a couple of years ago and that (though they’re not great quality) remind me of the strength, joy and hope I get from being outdoors in the silence and beauty of places such as this. Perhaps another time I’ll try and say it all again, though I suspect God will find ways with each of us to say it a whole lot better than me anyway.

Dales2

Dales1

Dales sunset

Responsible serious morning = random blogthing here again!


You Are: 80% Dog, 20% Cat


You and dogs definitely have a lot in common.
You’re both goofy, happy, and content with the small things in life.
However, you’re definitely not as needy as the average dog. You need your down time occasionally.

I have to say that if the general person in the street came up to me and told me I was 80% dog they’d get a right good slap!

I’m at it again – blame JacktheLass!

You Are Not Scary

Everyone loves you. Isn’t that sweet?

Hmmm, well, that’s nice and all – but I think I’d like to have a tiny edge of scaryness!! Ho hum!

And on another second or two’s reflection: Not weird and not scary – everything I aspire to comes crashing down around me haha!

Weirder and Weirder…

Well, I have to say it’s been rather satisfying watching weirdness spread through the wibosphere after my work avoidance posting yesterday haha! As some of you may have noticed from my increasingly sulky comments on your “Weirdness” indicators, I am feeling disturbingly normal (this is rather a shock I have to say) at having only come out at 30% weird. I believe though, that if anyone who actually knows me happened to wander by here they might roll around laughing at the suggestion that I’m “not weird enough to scare other people!” Ho hum…

Just went back and changed a couple of “hmmm, not sure” answers… and still came out 30% weird!