Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Making lists, watching films

In the manner of The Pillow Book of Sei Shonagon, I have decided to make lists. This one is:

10 things that smell nice

  1. rain in the summer
  2. freesias
  3. yarn bought from my local craft shop
  4. cats
  5. fresh coffee
  6. toast
  7. Mr S's forearm
  8. hay (although it sets off my hayfever)
  9. Camden Market
  10. clothes which have ben dried outdoors

Last night I went with L and her sister G to see 'Little Miss Sunshine'. It was really the best film I have seen for a very long time. Good plot, excellent script, very very sad and incredibly funny at once. My only very minor criticism was that at times, it almost descended into slapstick -- but it managed to stay the right side of the line. Highly recommended.

Mr S looked after L's son T while we went out. They watched Batman Begins together on Sky. I've not seen it but from reviews I'd read I thought it might be a bit deep, not to mention violent, for a 9-yr-old (it's rated 12). But they both really enjoyed it and Mr S told me afterwards that it had led them on to quite a philosophical discussion about the nature of good and evil. Just goes to show how much T has grown up. Crikey makes me feel old.

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

I'm dead...

...killed by a rather fab pair of Kool-Aid dyed socks from the USA. So I died happy. I'll post pictures soon.

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

A dilemma

This morning I had an email from someone I used to work with years ago, suggesting all of us who used to work together meet up for reunion lunch. So far, so good.

Trouble is, everyone else who'd be going has young children, ranging from very small to just-started-school. I really, honestly have nothing against kids. Individually they're very nice. But last time we all went out together, there were so many children that it was impossible to hold a coversation with anyone, and in the rare interludes when my former colleagues weren't tending to their offspring, all they had to talk about was... their offspring. It was chaotic, noisy and kind of negated the point of going out to catch up on each others' news. And what made things worse was one of the women, who I never really got on with anyway, had a go at the restaurant staff for not serving our group first just because we had children with us!So to be honest I really don't want to go.

The organiser wants to know the dates I can make in the next few weeks, so I can't just say, sorry busy that day. I feel if I suggest we go out for dinner, sans kids, they'll think I don't like their children. And if I just reply saying sorry I just don't want to go, they'll think I don't like anyone. But I really don't want to waste time and money on an outing I won't enjoy.

Bloody hell.