Lets all mass debate

Wow, such a long time since my last update, namely due to the fact that Transport for London haven’t given me anything to have a grumble about.

I thoroughly enjoyed Amy’s blog on habits and had a little think myself. My worse/strongest habit is without question writing lists, which made formulating my ‘tag’ tricky as I was driving home. But lists, blimey, can’t live without them. My second major habit is tidying (normally as a stress diminishing task) which largely includes writing a list of what I want to do (sweep, cream clean, wash windows etc etc) but mainly consists of finding old lists and throwing away. I always like to give my list a good but irrelevant title. I have a list on me that gives an example of what these can be like (yes, I have a note book purely dedicated to listing):

When Neil and his lip gloss leave the BL this is the main title
Things I must do subtitle 1
Put air in tyre (around 1.30)
Tidy up a little
Phone Dr am (before 10)
Phone Gary
Things to do if feeling ok, but not great subtitle 2
Have a look at wardrobe esp. work stuff presumably I mean get rid of stuff as oppose to staring at it for an undesignated time
Sort out work bag not sure what the bag had done, but I guess it must have been naughty
Solicitors – get update
Things to do if feeling great subtitle 3
Sort out garden

For those that care I didn’t achieve anything as I was rather ill and pre-full blown Jenny Éclair voice. I do think that lists in mind, much like a problem shared is a problem halved, a job catalogued with detailed instruction and allotted time and date is a job half complete. Really, what reward is there in taking the bins out if you don’t get to do a satisfying tick on your list after washing hands, pulling disgusted faces and getting the slippers wet walking outside?? As such my favourite housewife of the desperate genre is Bree – I aspire to run a ship as tight as hers!

Oh, heard an interesting thing on the radio (LBC Vanessa Felzts/Felts/Fletzs) – Melanie Philips evil ho-bag and ‘non-thinking man aspiring middle class’ crumpet as featured in the Daily Mail (I guess this was the medium of her opinion) went forth and stated: We need more babies, but only middle class ones. As such there should be tax incentives and even a wage (like in France) for good mums to have super babies. This all no doubt follows on from the report in the Sunday’s (I had the Observer’s version) that we are 900,000 babies short then what we want. I have always held the opinion that the Daily Mail is not really good enough for Alley to pee on (poor absorption rates) but, as above, it is more of a life-style magazine for the have-nots who want to have if it keeps up with the Jones’s (those damn Jones’s – surely they are well over due a drugs test). It really is quite torturous – hey look at all the things you can’t afford (which usually is equated to a Labour government as oppose to capitalism) look how lovely you could make your home if you had the salary of a chief exec or a manager. Anyway, could this article be a F*** Off to the middle class (go forth and multiple – geddit?) we are happy as we are – we may not be able to afford your lovely things but we can still hate anything that isn’t white, straight, married (civil partnerships not included) and Tory voting???

Now, I may have mis-heard a uni lecture given by Pammy Sherrpa-Smithe, no doubt writing down as much detail as I could to unearth the Simon Armitage poem dissing her (why did she tell us that???) so I have found a report about defining class – and somehow I am….because I like the Kate Bush album Ariel (see previous blogs). This is a link to a report called ‘Class of 2006’ with a brilliant bit about Aga louts/posh chavs. http://www.theclassof2004.co.uk/download/class_of_2006_06.pdf or try the disseminated (oh, Middle class points for that word I am sure) version from the Observer archives online: http://observer.guardian.co.uk/focus/story/0,6903,1318463,00.html ohh, where am I going with this, sorry I was distracted about which series of BMW to buy, but…. I am going to try and start a mass-debate:
Do we need more middle class babies?
Should the Daily Mail be banned? Hmmm, maybe that’s more freedom of speech issue?
Is this the most boring blog in the world? Humph, I will send my butler round to kick your poor silly arse!

Saw a cracking gig at Brixton Academy and didn’t faint. Magic numbers, although looked like Jesus and/or fat hippies (how do you get fat eating lentils? – perhaps calories are not being burnt by failed attendance to facial hair).

Oh, Helen and I have signed up to do the British Heart Foundation cycle ride (note http://www.bhf.org.uk/ is the British heart foundation site, http://www.bhf.org/ is a sex site that I logged on to. At work. Had to report it to a ton of people….). It’s the London to Brighton ride on June the 18th. Supporters welcome. As is sponsorship. I shall update on our training progress. I have actually asked my darling sister to write Helen and I a training schedule (it should be noted I have not got on a bike since signing up). But in its absence, I am currently rowing, doing sit-ups and squats. Not a pretty sight. I am confident in the event that a sudden down pour will put me in advantageous position and I working on modifying my bike in to a biat or boke.

Will update shortly or at my usual height (that will never get old for me!!!)

Hope all are well,
Love Katty
xxxxx