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Tuesday, 30 September 2014

DAY 43: Three things I'd like to learn

Instruments, languages, handicraft - I've been learning all my life. It's something I really enjoy even though I'm a bit impatient with myself and expect brilliant results immediately.

This autumn I'm not going back to school or uni and I haven't picked up any new hobbies. But there are still plenty of things I'd like to learn, ranging from the superficial to the more existential, and here are three of them:

1. Hair dos - When I see someone with intricate hair I'm fascinated. I know you have to practice, but I feel like I'm missing a significant gene. My mum had a "live and let live" approach to her hair and I think it transferred to me. I watch Youtube videos and they make it look so easy, but all I end up with is achy arms and the need for a second shower. Can I learn? Help!
The leftovers after a film job. Even after they'd taken out the actual do, my hair looked better than when I try to do it myself. 
2. Ballroom/latin dancing - No, not just because Strictly is on again. I love dancing and last year I did find a class but didn't want to go without a partner. Of course you don't always need to bring your own, they can pair you up, but how many times have you been to a dance class where there's a whole bunch of "spare" men? I'd end up dancing with a broom.
Dancing at an abandoned jumble sale - as you do. 
3. Meditation - I have an overactive mind. It's a great asset when writing; plots, conversations and "what ifs" whizz around in my head. But in real life it's not as helpful. Being "mindful" or "in the moment" can prove difficult. Past and future (real and alternative) fight for attention. Sometimes, if only for a moment, I'd love to just turn it all off. Any meditation gurus out there?
This. This!
So, three things I'd like to get better at. And what's stopping me, really? In a few months time you could see me perfectly coiffed, all spaced out and waltzing happily with a handsome broom.

Any new skills on your list?

Cheers!

Monday, 29 September 2014

DAY 42: Mad's buns

Another bun post, I know. But there has to be at least one during my 100-day-challenge or I'd be misrepresenting the contents of this blog! Besides, these are COMPLETELY (krhm) different since I laced them with carrot and cranberries. Mmm.
I wanted some music while baking and entered "baking" into Spotify. Two playlists! One had the theme music to The Great British Bake Off. I tried to listen to it, being a fan of the show, but it made me too nervous! I expected Paul Hollywood to pop his head in and give me a sceptical look. I'm sure Spotify has a playlist for just about anything these days. Even if you looked for something like ... I don't know ... taxidermy?

Anywho, they turned out quite nice. I might have another one ...

Hope your week has started off well!
Cheers

Sunday, 28 September 2014

DAY 41: Extrovert for a day

Today I manned my friends' pop up shop in Camden and had a fun time doing so. It's good that I occasionally remind my introvert self that I can actually be quite chatty and do the whole sales pitch thing. And since Camden is packed with tourists and Londonders alike, I even got to do it in Finnish and Swedish! (The Nordic countries are invading.)
A fuzzy photo of my Finnish rye bread sandwich.
At one point my brain did get a bit frazzled and told a customer that the t-shirts were free range ... urgh, I mean fair trade. No harm done though. He thought it might be a brilliant idea to branch out with chickens, and he bought a t-shirt. Hurrah!

In the quieter moments I made some friends. Literally. Mr Cup and Cup Jr. Mr Cup always looked a bit worried because he thought Cup Jr spent too much time with Mr Big Bottle. By the end of the day, they decided to relocate. (No, it wasn't the bin! It was a pretty farm for old cups.)
Oh the drama!
I hope you've had a great weekend and look forward to the week ahead!

Cheers!

Saturday, 27 September 2014

DAY 40: Three small delightful things

(I'm almost halfway!)

Today I'm presenting you with three things that gave me a little burst of delight in the past 24 hours. It's not a winning lottery ticket or a diamond ring or even a call from NASA asking me to go to space, but a few everyday things that perked me right up.

1. Painted nails - It's silly really how covering your nails with some foul smelling toxic liquid can brighten up the day, but it does! (Actually painting your nails can be a massive pain thought ...)
Okay so not the tidiest work this close up, but how often do I stick my hand in your face?
2. Cat Square - Close to my house there's a square where you always find a bunch of chillaxing cats. I'm not prepared to become a crazy cat lady just yet (although one or two would be nice) so having a place to go when you want say a feline hello is great.
This one is giving me a little smile. 
This one not so much ...
3. Graham Norton - He's back! I do love me some Graham Norton Show so I'm delighted he's returned with another series on the BBC.  Bring on the Friday evenings! (Or BBC iPlayer.)
I don't have a photo of dear old Graham so I'll just put another cat photo here instead ... You're welcome. 
I don't know what craziness you're up to tonight but I'm having an evening in since I'm working tomorrow. I'm not saying I'm watching Strictly Come Dancing, but someone did turn the TV on (BBC 1) and there are plenty of SPARKLES.

Cheers!

Friday, 26 September 2014

DAY 39: Tears in public


Today I wolfed down my sandwich so I could then spend the rest of my lunch break in a coffee shop reading. These short moments really do make a difference! 
Sometimes, you end up drinking your coffee (and spilling it) before you take a photo. 
This time however, I reached a passage in my book that really resonated with me and I felt my eyes well up. There was no point telling myself not to be silly. Not to cry in public. That just made it worse! And I really wanted to keep on reading. That's what good literature does; it grips you, it makes you feel. It makes you look like a blubbering fool surrounded by dark suits and students. 

Luckily, I've learnt an important lesson by now: I can keep on reading, and shed a few tears, because this is London and even if I stood up on the table, mascara running down my cheeks, and recited a paragraph or two out loud, nobody would really make a fuss. Maybe someone would tut or avert their eyes in embarrassment, but at the end of the day, I'm just another eccentric in a city of eccentrics. 

They've always seen worse. (Hurrah!)

Have a great weekend!
Cheers

Thursday, 25 September 2014

DAY 38: A waterproof Jedi

Yesterday's trip to Collective 159 reminded me how much I enjoy sewing and how I actually brought over one of my novice creations when I returned from Finland a couple of weeks ago. It's perverse really, how it took me two years in the land of rain before I managed to prioritise my homemade raincoat!
We should all have a halo inducing skylight above our heads.
With the ridiculously massive hood up, the raincoat makes me feel like a Jedi. Or Red Riding Hood, gone purple. I also get a Gandalfian vibe, even though Gandalf actually wears a hat!
I call my camera hand The Claw.
Anywho, for a second I considered how much fun it would be to make things and sell. Then I remembered how long it usually takes me to knit for example a pair of socks. I would have to charge a gazillion pounds an item to make any money.

Oh well, with the days getting darker and wetter, at least I'll get my chance to roam the London streets as a dry plum coloured Jedi.

Cheers!

Wednesday, 24 September 2014

DAY 37: Everyone should go to Camden!


... And check out my friends Lotta and Gerry's pop up shop at Collective 159 on Camden High Street.
I went after work today to say hi to Lotta who was manning the Plane Clothing stall. We had a good natter (combining business with pleasure) and I also had time to admire some of the new designs. 
It's so cool to watch the brand grow! I now quite regularly spot their artwork and clothes around London and every time I see a random guy in a Plane Clothing t-shirt I want to run up to him and say "My friend made that!" But that might seem a bit childish and weird, so I try not to.
Anywho, if you're in the Camden area of London this week or next, why not go and say hi too? Both Lotta and Gerry are very friendly.

Cheers!