a weekend in bullet point format
Monday, 14 July 2008 11:26- Sunday was lovely and sunny, so went for a nice long walk around Bristol taking photos for my
tardis_view guide, lots of stuff I still want to take pictures of, but here's a sneak peak. Some of them could have been better, but as that would have involved stepping back into oncoming traffic, I thought it probably wasn't worth it.
- On Saturday I went to the huge closing down sale at House of Fraser and came back with six first class stamps and yet another v-neck top for work, sigh. I am not good at shopping.
- Apparently you can fit 49 million cornish pasties into Buckingham Palace. Presumably you would have to take the Queen out first.
- On Sunday evening I made
hhertzof's chocolate pepper biscuits, yum yum yum. (I also spilt flour all over the work surface, the floor and indeed myself, due to incompetence.)
- There is this Weetabix advert that has been annoying me. Most of it is ok, in the "Hello, I am Mrs Fake of Faketown, Fakeshire. Allow me and my lovely fake family to tell you about our love of [insert product name here]" mould, but right at the end Mr Fake is all "I love Weetabix, sometimes I have THREE!" and Mrs Fake is all "That's why we get through 48 a week!" and all the fakefamily have a jolly laugh. There are two things wrong with this. One, three Weetabix is not that many, when I used to eat Weetabix I would sometimes have four or even six. Two, a small sum: if a family of five eat two weetabix each for breakfast every morning, how many do they eat a week? Ans. 70! Lots more than 48! So this advert fails in terms of both knowledge of product and arithmetic. It is shoddy work and I am having none of it. No, I don't know why I'm so irritated by this either, but I do feel better now.
- Watched some more Hornblower, so much love! (Kitty Cobham ftw.) Why have I not watched this before? It is right up my alley.
- And now, off to catch up with the internets.
- On Saturday I went to the huge closing down sale at House of Fraser and came back with six first class stamps and yet another v-neck top for work, sigh. I am not good at shopping.
- Apparently you can fit 49 million cornish pasties into Buckingham Palace. Presumably you would have to take the Queen out first.
- On Sunday evening I made
- There is this Weetabix advert that has been annoying me. Most of it is ok, in the "Hello, I am Mrs Fake of Faketown, Fakeshire. Allow me and my lovely fake family to tell you about our love of [insert product name here]" mould, but right at the end Mr Fake is all "I love Weetabix, sometimes I have THREE!" and Mrs Fake is all "That's why we get through 48 a week!" and all the fakefamily have a jolly laugh. There are two things wrong with this. One, three Weetabix is not that many, when I used to eat Weetabix I would sometimes have four or even six. Two, a small sum: if a family of five eat two weetabix each for breakfast every morning, how many do they eat a week? Ans. 70! Lots more than 48! So this advert fails in terms of both knowledge of product and arithmetic. It is shoddy work and I am having none of it. No, I don't know why I'm so irritated by this either, but I do feel better now.
- Watched some more Hornblower, so much love! (Kitty Cobham ftw.) Why have I not watched this before? It is right up my alley.
- And now, off to catch up with the internets.
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Date: 14 Jul 2008 15:10 (UTC)