Showing posts with label poor kids. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poor kids. Show all posts

Friday, 22 May 2009

The Purpose??

On days like today I wonder... Is barreling backwards and forwards boxes of audio guides where I want to go in life?

No is the answer, but it does pay the bills (what little of them I have to pay at the moment!) and the people I work with generally always a good laugh. Still, days like today I wish there was just something with a little more substance than just ME in my life.

I am a Leo (starsign) for sure, which means I am supposed to like being the centre of attention. Now this works for me in a perverse way- I like to earn my way to be the centre of attention. I do not want to be the centre of attention just because it is my birthday for example- I have not chosen my birthday. I have not earned it therefore I do not want to be centre stage. I had this issue when dancing in competitions- If I didn't feel I earnt it or just didn't car you can bet you bottom dollar I wouldn't have danced my best! I am a buggar like that... :) However, my first degree- now I worked MY ARSE off for that so I am quite proud of that and will do my showpiece best to be in the limelight.

Otherwise I live for other people. Apart from that slight egotistical twist in my character I do prefer to live my life around others. I like to have people celebrate things and do things that I tag along to..

My basic point of this blog is that one of my friend, with two kids, is getting married next month. She is the same age as me. She has everything worked out (or at least I think she does.) I am no closer to being married (not that I want to be married necessarily) or have kids (optional) but she knows what she wants and what she is doing. She is charge of people (kids) that rule her day to day life. While I shouldn't envy her that, I do. I PREFER not to think about me. I am no closer to being a responisble adult that when I left for uni. I am still doing a studenty type job and I have no solid concrete plans.

However, one day in the near future I am sure I will regret this blog and my carefree manner when I have a life of too much responisbility and full of kids and partners needs. Still, today, I feel like a teenager.

Rant over :)

Tuesday, 16 December 2008

Country House Rescue







Howdy folks!!

I was just having a quiet evening before the week of traditional Christmas overindulgence, and I was watching this programme on Channel 4 'Country House Rescue'. Now then, I love this lady who goes in here and pulls these little posh oiks, who have the self-discipline, common sense (ok granted I am not well-endowed in this myself!) and hedonistic attitude. Now this guy who has recently inherited Elmore Court in the Cotswolds, one Anselm Guise, with a family tree as long and as old as the establishment of England itself! Ruth Watson, this posh but rather surprisingly profanity-issuer, advises this 30-year-old-something DJ how to "diversify and raise revenue to secure his future". I got the impression that his parents had left him to sort it out himself in the hope it might make him grow up and take on some serious responsibility! I guess it worked, he set up a cookery school within his house complete with accommodation in the grand Tudor rooms. He pulled his socks up and made it a success.

It just made me glad to see these half-aristicratic heirs to historical heirlooms can a) take over the history and commitment the house needed and b) also showed the upper class brats being pulled up by their boot straps rather than just working class/middle class kids with programmes such as Lad's Army etc, etc, etc!

Very good programme though- plus some seriously nice old stuff!! haha technical term that for us historians! Gawd if only I could get my hands on that house! The wonder it could become.... but to be fair, there was no money to do anything. A sad state of English culture and heritage eh?
(btw- the photo on the left- this sewing box was sold for £4000!! It was lovely! I wouldn't have sold it!! It was far too nice!! The middle photo is of Elmore Court itself and the last photo is the state the kitchen was in!! Eeeep!!)