Have you ever stopped to wonder….?
- Why the sun lightens our hair, but darkens our skin?
- Why women can’t put on mascara with their mouth closed?
- Why toasters always have a setting so high that could burn the toast to a horrible crisp which no decent human being would eat?
- Why there is a light in the fridge and not in the freezer?
- Why you don’t ever see the headline: “Psychic Wins Lottery”?
- Why “abbreviated” is such a long word?
- Why Doctors call what they do “practice”?
- Why you have to click on “Start” to stop ‘Windows’?
- Why lemon juice is made with artificial flavour, while dishwashing liquid is made with real lemons?
- Why there isn’t mouse flavoured cat food?
- Who tastes dog food when it has a “new & improved” flavour?
- Why people point to their wrist when asking for the time, but don’t point to their crotch when they ask where the bathroom is?
- Why your Obstetrician or Gynaecologist leaves the room when you get undressed – if they are going to look up there anyway?
- Why Goofy stands erect while Pluto remains on all fours? They’re both dogs!
- Why Noah didn’t swat those two mosquitoes?
- Why they sterilize the needle for lethal injections?
- Why sheep don’t shrink when it rains?
- Why they are called apartments when they are all stuck together?
- If con is the opposite of pro, is congress the opposite of progress?
- Why they call the airport “a terminal” if flying is supposedly so safe?
- Who the first first person was to look at a cow and say, “I think I’ll squeeze these pink dangly things here, and drink whatever comes out?”
- Who the first person was that said, “See that chicken there, I’m gonna eat the next thing that comes outta it’s backside?”
- Why the professor on Gilligan’s Island can make a radio out of coconut, but can’t fix a hole in a boat?
- If people evolved from apes, why are there still apes?
- What do you call male ballerinas?
- If blind people can see their dreams? Do they dream??
- That if Wile E. Coyote from the Road Runner had enough money to buy all that ACME crap, why didn’t he just buy dinner?
- If quizzes are quizzical, what are tests?
- If corn oil is made from corn, and vegetable oil is made from vegetables, then what is baby oil made from?
- If electricity comes from electrons, does morality come from morons?
- Why the “Alphabet Song” and “Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star” have the same tune?
- Do illiterate people get the full effect of Alphabet Soup?
- Why it is when you blow in a dog’s face, he gets mad at you, but when you take him on a car ride, he sticks his head out the window?
- How come we put a man on the moon before realising it would be a good idea to put wheels on suitcases?
- Why brain cells come and brain cells go, but fat cells are forever?
- How important someone has to be before they can be ‘assassinated’ rather than just plain ‘murdered’?
- How come “phonetically” is spelt with a “ph”?
- Why a round pizza gets delivered in a square box?
- Why people pay to go up in tall buildings, and then put money in binoculars to look at things on the ground?
- When you get to heaven / paradise / nirvana, are you stuck wearing whatever you were buried or cremated in forever?
- Why people say they “slept like a baby”, when babies normally wake up every two hours?
- Why do we press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are flat?
- What would the speed of lightening be if it didn’t zigzag?
- Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but has to check when you say the paint is wet?
- Why is it that our children can’t read a Bible in school, but they can in prison?
- Why doesn’t Tarzan have a beard?
- Why does Superman stop bullets with his chest, but ducks when you throw a revolver at him?
- Why do Kamikaze pilots wear helmets?
- Whose idea was it to put an “s” in the word “lisp”?
- Are there specially reserved parking spaces for “normal” people at the Special Olympics?
- If you send someone ‘Styrofoam’, how do you pack it?
- What hair colour do they put on the driver’s licenses of bald men?
- Why don’t women put pictures of missing husbands on beer cans?
- Do Lipton employees take coffee breaks?
- If someone with a split personality threatens to commit suicide, is it a hostage situation?
- If a man says something in the woods and there are no women there, is he still wrong?
- How do they get deer to cross the road only at those yellow road signs?
Tears, Tantrums & Trophies; Casa Bella’s HOIME Awards are a revelation
Okay, so maybe there weren’t any tantrums, not unless you count the incident where it was 19:29 (with official start at 19:30 and some guests already waiting)
and I discovered that the gate through which they were supposed to enter to walk the red carpet was SCREWED shut and not ‘cable tied’ as I had believed! Thankfully, that disaster was averted by Tom (best friend and one of the guests), who promptly ran out and almost ripped the gate from its hinges, under my panicked instructions!
Yes, after three months of research, planning, testing, rehearsing, Casa Bella’s HOIME (Here’s One I Made Earlier) Awards ceremony took place last Saturday. And, I have to say, it turned out to be everything I’d hoped for, and more.
The original concept behind the HOIME Awards was the FRIENDSHIP AWARDS but we knew this would undoubtedlyprove controversial, it also meant that fellow diners (affectionately refered to as ‘ The Academy’ ) would not be able to participate in the voting process. And so, we (my sister and I) came up with the HOMIE concept but a la Hollywood.
Of course, being the obsessive compulsive person that I am, everything had to be planned to the last detail; the décor, lighting, what would that person look like if they stood there when a photo was taken, what would show behind them, what would show in front of them, what would be their impression if they were confronted with this view first, etc… E.g. a glass table in front of the HOIME backdrop would allow for guests to immortalise their hand prints without becoming a physical barrier, a clock discreetly placed in the foreground of the photo would record the actual time the event took place. This list is endless.
Of course, there are some things that cannot be controlled. E.g. the pain from the blister on my feet (yep, new shoes), and the
weather. E.g. ’the wall of fame’ aimed at recreating Hollywood’s Walk of Fame was a good idea in principle. However, the tiles (featuring guest names) refused to stick to the brick wall for which they were destined, and when they did, the gale force wind that plagued me for most of the weekend, did its best to rip them off, and succeeded! That same tornado played havoc with the red carpet, prompting more improvisation with some strong double sided table (that wouldn’t show in official photos) and language. Equally, the light curtains that I’d spent months researching simply did not look right when they were actually up at the window, and, despite Francesca’s pleas for the 3 hours we’d already invested in erecting them, were unceremoniously removed and eventually draped over the sofas for a stylish finish (my sister’s suggestion once she’d recovered from the trauma of actually removing them from the window).
The ceremony itself went exceedingly well. Even the dramatic incidental music went according to cue and I was able to announce, to
breathtaking anticipation, the 3 worthy winners of Casa Bella’s HOIME Awards 2011. Tamanda Flynn won MOST APPROPRIATE award, Sarah Whittaker won MOST CREATIVE award and Thomas Payne won the special CLOSING DOWN award for BEST SPEECH.
As for the five + course meal that was served on the night… well, that was okay, I guess (he says, taking his life into his own hands). I loved the food as did our guests (at least the ones who told us so). That credit goes to my beautiful sister, Francesca, without whom none of these dinner parties would be possible. Thanks for all your hard work, sis. I love you.
But the real magic was not in the planning, the positioning, the rehearsing or the buying, it was in our guests, the human beings that actually brought life to an
otherwise inanimate shell. The HOIME Awards are about hand crafting the perfect gift and all of
our guests rose beautifully to this challenge with an amazing array of well conceived and brilliantly executed offerings that matched our (their host’s) personalities as well as it did showcase their talents. All of the gifts were clearly designed from the heart and heavily endowed with inimitable sentimentalism that had me blubbering right from the first speech. That’s right, prickly old me, notorious for my no-nonsense, does’t-suffer-fools, has no time for weakness, grumpy old me. May I stress that I wasn’t alone, there were quite a few moist eyes among us. It was difficult not be overwhelmed by some of the most genuine, witty and thought provoking speeches I have heard beyond Gwyneth Paltrow’s notorious Oscar Acceptance speech. It was then, as I accepted the sauce splattered napkin of a fellow dinner guest to daub my leaky eyes that I realised that the HOIME Awards wasn’t ‘just another themed dinner party’. Of course, it probably started out that way but quickly became something more. More than winning something, more than taking home a small asexual statue; it was about friendship. Lifelong relationships forged in time and forever to be cherished.
Over the top?
It may seem that way but, quite frankly, I’m not sure my words can even do it justice. All I can say is if you have a friend, let them know. You don’t need a tuxedo, a new frock or a statue, you just need to do something out of the ordinary to let them know how much they matter.
As for that burning question… will the HOIME Awards make a comeback in 2012? Well, true friendship is eternal, isn’t it?
10 ‘interesting’ facts. Know any?
1. In London, the tube route from Leicester Square to Covenant Garden is the most popular tube route for tourists despite the fact that it is actually
quicker to cover this distance on foot!
2. SOS may be an international distress signal but it is not an acronym or abbreviation but a morse (as in morse code) procedural sign. The letters were chosen because they are easily transmitted in morse code.
3. The pupil of the eye expands as much as 45 percent when a person looks at something pleasing.
4. The English are tea addicts; an Englishman drinks more tea than any person of any other nation (over twenty times more than Americans!
5. The reason honey is so easy to digest is that it’s already been digested by a bee.
6. Google (or googol) is actually the common name for a number with a million zeros
7. Colgate faced big obstacle marketing toothpaste in Spanish speaking countries. Colgate translates into the command “go hang yourself.”
8. The human heart creates enough pressure while pumping to squirt blood 30 feet.
9. The attachment of the human skin to muscles is what causes dimples.
10. If you stop getting thirsty, you need to drink more water. For when a human body is dehydrated, its thirst mechanism shuts off
Smile, it’s a belated funny Monday!
It’s a very busy week this week with the HOIME awards less than 3 days away so I haven’t been able to contribute as much to the blog as I would like

but, fear not, all will be back to normal soon. In the meantime, here are some amusing excerpts that should bring a smile to your face. This is in lieu of the ‘funny Monday’ which I’m sure you all really missed this week!
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JOB INTERVIEW:
- Desired position: “Reclining. Ha ha. But seriously, whatever’s available. If I was in a position to be picky, I wouldn’t be applying here in the first place.”
- Salary: “Make me an offer, we can haggle.”
- Last position “ Target for middle-management hostility.”
- Notable achievements: “My incredible collection of stolen pens and post-it notes.”
- Reason for leaving: “It was rubbish!”
- Preferred working hours: “1:30-3:30 p.m., Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday.”
- Special skills: “Many but they’re better suited to a more intimate environment.”
- Current employer: “If I had one, would I be here?”
- Do you have a car? “I think the correct question would be, do you have a car that runs?”
- Do you smoke? “Only when set on fire.”
- Ambition for next five years: “Live on my own private island with a sexy supermodel who thinks I’m all that. Actually, I’d like to be doing that right now.”
- Do you certify the above is true and correct: “No, but I dare you to prove otherwise.”

- Sign here “Scorpio with Libra rising.”
THINGS MY MOTHER TAUGHT ME:
- DO A GOOD JOB…“If you’re going to kill each other, do it outside.”
- RELIGION. “You better pray that will come out of the carpet.”
- TIME TRAVEL. “If you don’t straighten up, I’m going to knock you into the middle of next week!”
- LOGIC. ” Because I said so, that’s why.”
- FORESIGHT. “Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you’re in an accident.”
- IRONY. “Keep crying, and I’ll give you something to cry about.”
- OSMOSIS. “Shut your mouth and eat your supper.”
- CONTORTIONISM. “Look at that dirt on the back of your neck!”
- STAMINA. “You’ll sit there until all that spinach is gone.”
- WEATHER. “This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it.”

- HYPOCRISY. “If I told you once, I’ve told you a million times, don’t exaggerate.”
- CIRCLE OF LIFE. “I brought you into this world, and I can take you out.”
- BEHAVIOUR MODIFICATION. “Stop acting like your father!”
- ENVY. “There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don’t have wonderful parents like you.”
- ANTICIPATION. “Just wait until we get home.”
- HUMOUR. “If you fall out of that tree and break your legs, don’t come running to me.”
- GENETICS. “You’re just like your father.”
- WISDOM. “When you get to be my age, you’ll understand.”
- JUSTICE. “One day you’ll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you!”
Life’s lessons that I have learned. How about you?
- I’ve learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved. The rest is up to them.

- I’ve learned that no matter how much I care, some people just don’t care back.
- I’ve learned that it takes years to build up trust, and only seconds to destroy it.
- I’ve learned that no matter how good a friend is, they’re going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.
- I’ve learned that it’s not what you have in your life but who you have in your life that counts
- I’ve learned that you should never ruin an apology with an excuse.
- I’ve learned that you can get by on charm for about fifteen minutes. After that, you’d better know something.
- I’ve learned that you shouldn’t compare yourself to the best others can do.
- I’ve learned that you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life.
- I’ve learned that it’s taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.
- I’ve learned that you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.
- I’ve learned that you can keep going long after you can’t.
- I’ve learned that we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.
- I’ve learned that either you control your attitude or it controls you.
- I’ve learned that regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship is at first, the passion fades and there had better be something else to take its place.
- I’ve learned that heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.
- I’ve learned that money is a lousy way of keeping score.
- I’ve learned that my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time.
- I’ve learned that sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you’re down will be the ones to help you get back up.
- I’ve learned that sometimes when I’m angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn’t give me the right to be cruel.
- I’ve learned that true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love.
- I’ve learned that just because someone doesn’t love you the way you want them to doesn’t mean they don’t love you with all they have.
- I’ve learned that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you’ve had and what you’ve learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you’ve celebrated.
- I’ve learned that you should never tell a child their dreams are unlikely or outlandish. Few things are more humiliating, and what a tragedy it would be if they believed it.
- I’ve learned that your family won’t always be there for you. It may seem funny, but people you aren’t related to can take care of you and love you and teach you to trust people again. Families aren’t biological.
- I’ve learned that it isn’t always enough to be forgiven by others. Sometimes you are to learn to forgive yourself.
- I’ve learned that no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn’t stop for your grief.
- I’ve learned that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.
- I’ve learned that a rich person is not the one who has the most, but is one who needs the least.
- I’ve learned that just because two people argue, it doesn’t mean they don’t love each other. And just because they don’t argue, it doesn’t mean they do.
- I’ve learned that we don’t have to change friends if we understand that friends change.
- I’ve learned that you shouldn’t be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever.
- I’ve learned that two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.
- I’ve learned that no matter how you try to protect your children, they will eventually get hurt and you will hurt in the process.
- I’ve learned that even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you, you will find the strength to help.
- I’ve learned that credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.
- I’ve learned that the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.
- I’ve learned that it’s hard to determine where to draw the line between being nice and not hurting people’s feelings, and standing up for what you believe.
- I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, and people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
Living with the devil; a true story of narcissism
” Those suffering from narcissism will often show signs of excessive (often erotic) interest in themselves. Does this sound like somebody you know or knew?”

We’ve all experienced bad relationships, and it doesn’t matter whether these are personal or professional, the net result is the same; emotional turmoil. I’m no exception. A few years ago, a personal six year relationship came to an abrupt and traumatic end. Like many, I didn’t take it well, I found it particularly difficult to understand why it had happened and “why, as human beings, we can be so loving yet hurtful to one another.” And thus, as a writer, I was inspired to work on a new, non fiction, project called ‘Coming Up for Air’ which had me spend the next year travelling, researching and talking to literally hundreds of people from all walks of life about their relationships. It was an amazing cathartic journey of planes, trains and automobiles. One week I was hanging out in Starbucks, Oklahoma and the other, I was interviewing U.S. Marines on a base in North Carolina. In fact, the project was endorsed by the Pentagon which meant that I was also granted unprecedented access to Air Force personnel on bases here in the UK; Lakenheath and Mildenhall. The interviews took place over a week and they started 06:00 and ended at 18:00 during which I heard many stories but none quite like the one I’m going to share with you. This story is so incredible that it actually dominates much of the manuscript. However, since I can only share a fraction of it, I’ve chosen the part that, in various degrees, affects many of us.
It starts with this forethought: It’s a sunny Sunday morning and the church is packed with worshipers, suddenly, out of a mysterious mist, the devil appears scaring off a panic stricken congregation. Within minutes, the church is empty but for one old man who remains in his seat, oblivious to what has just taken place. A perturbed Satan walks up to the old man and asks, “Do you know who I am?” “Yes,” replies the old man, “I know who you are. You’re the devil.” “Precisely, so, if I’m the devil, why aren’t you afraid of me?” The old man shrugs and says, apathetically, “Because I feel like I’ve been married to you for the last twenty years.”
Forty something Al is a Tech Sgt. In the U.S. Air Force and is one of the most affable people I met during the ‘Coming Up for Air’ project. He’s handsome, deeply in love with his wife and totally devoted to her 8 year old daughter from a previous marriage. A real catch, some would say, so what’s the problem? Well, he’s wife was the devil, or at least her behaviour sometimes made her appear that way. There were unsustainable spending sprees, affairs, emotional blackmail, violent tantrums and bare-faced falsities, and that’s just to name a few. Yet, it took Al, a man of deep southern values, several years before he took drastic action.
You may know the story of Narcissus; a character from Greek mythology who, after peering into a pool of water, fell madly in love with his own reflection. Obviously, his love was unrequited and Narcissus slowly pined away and perished, leaving behind only a flower bearing his name. NPD (Narcissistic Personality Disorder) was first given credence in 1980. Those suffering from narcissism will often show signs of excessive (often erotic) interest in themselves. Does this sound like somebody you know or knew? I bet there are a few of you nodding your head right now. I believe that all of us have come into contact with a narcissist at one point or another in our lives, as I believe that we all have narcissistic traits, albeit, one would hope, in diluted form. So, what exactly is a narcissist and what’s it like to be around one?
A narcissist believes he or she is a superior being, a unique individual who is equalled by none and revered by all, somebody with an over inflated sense of grandiosity who will exaggerate achievements and talents, who will be obsessed with fantasies of success, fame, omnipotence, and brilliance; the cerebral narcissist, and of beauty and sexual prowess; the somatic narcissist. A narcissist will speak just to hear the sound of his or her own voice and will believe that he or she should only be associated with or treated by other ‘special’ or high ranking individuals or institutions. They are egomaniacs, pathological liars, impostors; what they don’t know or haven’t experienced, they will invent. A narcissist is perfectly capable of looking you in the eye and swearing to something that is, often quite clearly, untrue. They will reassure you that they will not do something whilst at the same time plotting to do that very thing. Haughty and arrogant, they will be envious of others and often believe that most people feel the same way about them. They will demand immediate compliance with their requests, and will often explode into fits of rage and frustration if denied, contradicted or confronted. They require excessive adulation, admiration and affirmation, or failing that, they wish to be feared and or to be notorious; ‘narcissistic supply’. Generally speaking, to a narcissist, the people who surround them are judged by the effectiveness of their narcissistic supply. In return they will be devoid of empathy for others since their only priority is self preservation. A narcissist will do anything for his or her own gain and will generally not think twice about stepping on somebody to achieve their goal. They will select acquaintances based on status and their capability to enrich their way of life, be that in their professional careers or in their personal life. Luckily, there’s no evidence to suggest that the child of a narcissistic parent will develop the same illness. It does seem, however, that narcissists are often the result of an abusive childhood, in whichever form since doting and smothering a child can sometimes be just as abusive as beating or starving one. Either way, medical research clearly states that NPD is a personality disorder. As such, it can be the fruit of a myriad of cognitive, behavioural and emotive factors.
All of this does beg the question: why would anybody want to be around somebody like that? Well, that is a good question but why do we put up with any of our partners who mistreat us? I guess it all comes back to those old chestnuts, settling and rationalising. Many of us do this in our relationships, our partner may not be perfect but “treats me right” or “can be sweet sometimes when we’re alone.” I think those phrases pretty much speak for themselves. And some people are happy with that. And, to a degree, it’s understandable.
I was talking to a policeman the other day and he was telling me about a domestic incident where a girl had quite clearly been physically abused by her boyfriend but when the police asked her to press charges, she chose to remain silent. The policeman couldn’t understand why anybody would want to protect someone who had hurt them in that way and, even worse, want to stay with them. Well, there are many reasons why, which would be a chapter in itself, but the bottom line is, our policeman wasn’t privy to all the intimate details of that particular relationship, he was only aware of one aspect. And whilst nobody deserves to be physically abused by their partner or anybody else for that matter, some rivers run deep.
Al’s wife was diagnosed with narcissism in extremis by two of the psychiatrists that she had seen yet in true narcissistic style, and not unlike many sick individuals, she refused to acknowledge her condition. And indeed, so did Al. When he researched narcissism, he was horrified by how many of the symptoms matched his wife’s behaviour. Yet despite this, he refused to believe that anybody could be that bad. Furthermore, he began to believe that he was using what he had learned as an excuse to leave his wife and not accept the responsibility that maybe he played some part in her perpetual state of discontent (that’s true southern values for you). And so he told himself that if he and his wife were to work it out, she would need his help, this is despite the fact that everything he read on the subject pointed to one outcome: narcissists are the type of individuals you should have nothing more but an acquaintance-type relationship with, yet he couldn’t be without his family, more specifically his children
He stuck with it, drifting through the days, adapting and modifying his behaviour in the hope that he would finally find a combination that would please his wife. The reality is that to co-exist with a narcissist, you’d have to never disagree nor contradict, consistently look awed by whatever attribute mattered to them, be that professional or personal, never remind them that there is a real world out there where they are just beings among many, never make any comment that might directly affect their self image, omnipotence, judgement or skills. You’d have to avoid sentences like, “I don’t think you should….” “We cannot…” “You made a mistake….” Never apply any kind of restrictions on the narcissist’s freedom and never refer to yourself in the first person; narcissists regard others as an extension of them. Listen attentively, even if you know what you are hearing is utter nonsense, be endlessly patient, accommodating, never yell back, and completely unemotional. The list goes on but I think you get the point.
Can you really change that?
Or fix it for that matter. It seems to me that that is exactly what Al tried to do. But he was deluding himself. Narcissists are among some of the most complex characters to treat, simply because of that over inflated opinion of themselves. They truly believe that nobody is qualified enough to treat them. A narcissist could sit in front of one of the world’s most eminent doctors and still believe that he or she was not worthy. They are most likely to sit and nod politely whilst processing thoughts such as, “What does he know? What are his credentials? What makes him think he can treat someone as intellectual and complex as me?” and so forth. So, the session is pretty much a non starter. Because, as we all know, one of the basic rules of therapy is that of acknowledgement. “My name is… and I am an alcoholic.” You will rarely hear a narcissist tell you his name and admit to being a narcissist. Simply because he can’t; in his mind, there is nothing wrong with him (or her).
So, does this mean that narcissists should be written off as ‘damaged’ creatures? Maybe brand them with some kind of tattoo on their forehead warning that they should not be approached under any circumstance. Well, those who have been unfortunate enough to have experienced a relationship with a narcissist will probably scream for immediate legislation. Others, perhaps the most rational among us, would advise to seek nothing more but a platonic-type relationship to avoid being sucked dry by the endless demand for ‘narcissistic supply’. Despite this, there are some, the few, easily mistaken for masochists, who know full well the traits of their significant others yet choose to stay or even more incredibly delude themselves that they might be able to change them. Serial adulterers, gamblers, etcetera. We all enjoy a challenge, and what better accolade, what better proof of devotion than to know that your partner changed a life long habit just for you?
Narcissists cannot be changed. That is why after approximately seven years of marriage and trying, Al finally came to the conclusion that things simply were not working and he suggested a trial separation to his wife who was, not surprisingly, enraged. How could he possibly ask her to leave her home? She even called his mother, “Do you know what your sorry ass, b***ard of a son asked me to do today?”
Leaving his wife was one of the most difficult decisions of Al’s life yet, like many of us, there comes a point where we simply are unable to cope any longer. We will go through so much and then, like some kind of a circuit, a switch is thrown and we are emotionally shut down. It is in this condition that, as human beings, we’re able to deal with the unthinkable. In this case, it was divorce.
That day was a blur for Al who was emotionally drained by the whole experience. To him, it seemed to take the judge minutes to approve the dissolution of what appeared to be a lifetime’s commitment for him. Yet he didn’t feel anything. Nothing like the way he thought he would and somehow, in some kind of perverse way, he started to believe there might be something wrong with him. How could he possibly not feel? Was it his fault that it had come to this? It wasn’t. Al was just grieving for the impossible. The reality was that, as a ‘fixer’, he had always tried to fix those things he believed brought his wife misery but he had to finally come to the conclusion that sometimes, not matter how hard you try, some things simply cannot and will not be fixed.
The 21 habits of happy people
“Happiness is a habit – cultivate it.” ~ Elbert Hubbard
Happiness is one aspiration all people share. No one wants to be sad and depressed.
We’ve all seen people who are always happy – even amidst agonising life trials. I’m not saying happy people don’t feel grief, sorrow or sadness; they just don’t let it overtake their life. The following are 21 things happy people make a habit of doing:
1. Appreciate Life
Be thankful that you woke up alive each morning. Develop a childlike sense of wonder towards life. Focus on the beauty of every living thing. Make the most of each day. Don’t take anything for granted. Don’t sweat the small stuff.
2. Choose Friends Wisely
Surround yourself with happy, positive people who share your values and goals. Friends that have the same ethics as you will encourage you to achieve your dreams. They help you to feel good about yourself. They are there to lend a helping hand when needed.
3. Be Considerate
Accept others for who they are as well as where they are in life. Respect them for who they are. Touch them with a kind and generous spirit. Help when you are able, without trying to change the other person. Try to brighten the day of everyone you come into contact with.
4. Learn Continuously
Keep up to date with the latest news regarding your career and hobbies. Try new and daring things that spark your interest – such as dancing, skiing, surfing or sky-diving.
5. Creative Problem Solving
Don’t wallow in self-pity. As soon as you face a challenge get busy finding a solution. Don’t let the setbacks affect your mood; instead see each new obstacle you face as an opportunity to make a positive change. Learn to trust your gut instincts – it’s almost always right.
6. Do What They Love
Some statistics show that 80% of people dislike their jobs! No wonder there’s so many unhappy people running around. We spend a great deal of our life working. Choose a career that you enjoy – the extra money of a job you detest isn’t worth it. Make time to enjoy your hobbies and pursue special interests.
7. Enjoy Life
Take the time to see the beauty around you. There’s more to life than work. Take time to smell the roses, watch a sunset or sunrise with a loved one, take a walk along the seashore, hike in the woods etc. Learn to live in the present moment and cherish it. Don’t live in the past or the future.
8. Laugh
Don’t take yourself – or life to seriously. You can find humour in just about any situation. Laugh at yourself – no one’s perfect. When appropriate laugh and make light of the circumstances. (Naturally there are times that you should be serious as it would be improper to laugh.)
9. Forgive
Holding a grudge will hurt no one but you. Forgive others for your own peace of mind. When you make a mistake – own up to it – learn from it – and FORGIVE yourself.
10. Gratitude
Develop an attitude of gratitude. Count your blessings; All of them – even the things that seem trivial. Be grateful for your home, your work and most importantly your family and friends. Take the time to tell them that you are happy they are in your life.
11. Invest in Relationships
Always make sure your loved ones know you love them even in times of conflict. Nurture and grow your relationships with your family and friends by making the time to spend with them. Don’t break your promises to them. Be supportive.
12. Keep Their Word
Honesty is the best policy. Every action and decision you make should be based on honesty. Be honest with yourself and with your loved ones.
13. Meditat
Meditation gives your very active brain a rest. When it’s rested you will have more energy and function at a higher level. Types of meditation include yoga, hypnosis, relaxation tapes, affirmations, visualization or just sitting in complete silence. Find something you enjoy and make the time to practice daily.
14. Mind Their Own Business
Concentrate on creating your life the way you want it. Take care of you and your family. Don’t get overly concerned with what other people are doing or saying. Don’t get caught up with gossip or name calling. Don’t judge. Everyone has a right to live their own life the way they want to – including you.
15. Optimism
See the glass as half full. Find the positive side of any given situation. It’s there – even though it may be hard to find. Know that everything happens for a reason, even though you may never know what the reason is. Steer clear of negative thoughts. If a negative thought creeps in – replace it with a positive thought.
16. Love Unconditionally
Accept others for who they are. You don’t put limitations on your love. Even though you may not always like the actions of your loved ones – you continue to love them.
17. Persistence
Never give up. Face each new challenge with the attitude that it will bring you one step closer to your goal. You will never fail, as long as you never give up. Focus on what you want, learn the required skills, make a plan to succeed and take action. We are always happiest while pursuing something of value to us.
18. Be Proactive
Accept what cannot be changed. Happy people don’t waste energy on circumstances beyond their control. Accept your limitations as a human being. Determine how you can take control by creating the outcome you desire – rather than waiting to respond.
19. Self Care
Take care of your mind, body and health. Get regular medical check-ups. Eat healthy and work out. Get plenty of rest. Drink lots of water. Exercise your mind by continually energizing it with interesting and exciting challenges.
20. Self Confidence
Don’t try to be someone that you’re not. After all no one likes a phony. Determine who you are in the inside – your own personal likes and dislikes. Be confident in who you are. Do the best you can and don’t second guess yourself.
21. Take Responsibility
Happy people know and understand that they are 100% responsible for their life. They take responsibility for their moods, attitude, thoughts, feelings, actions and words. They are the first to admit when they’ve made a mistake.
Begin today by taking responsibility for your happiness. Work on developing these habits as your own. The more you incorporate the above habits into your daily lifestyle – the happier you will be.
Most of all: BE TRUE TO YOURSELF.
© Copyright Cindy Holbrook
Friday’s 10 ‘interesting’ facts. Know any?
1. Penguins can convert salt water into fresh water
2. Streets in Japan do not have names.
3. Pearlescence lipstick contains fish scales.
4. Your home is ten times more likely to have a fire than be burgled.
5. Only 55% of Americans know that the sun is a star. Did you?
6. A group of kangaroos is called a mob
7. Whispering is more wearing on your voice than a normal speaking tone.
8. Nutmeg is extremely poisonous if injected intravenously.
9. A woodpecker can peck twenty times a second.
10. Domestic cats hate lemons or other citrus scents.
Safari park sign
Less than 9 days until Casa Bella’s HOIME awards. The heat is on!
Ready or not, the countdown to Casa Bella’s 2011 HOIME Awards continues and if I still had my lovely locks of black hair, I’d surely be starting the plucking process by now!
Okay maybe not but Casa Bella’s HOIME Awards ‘a la Oscars’ has got to be right up there with one of the most glamorous, if not ambitious, dinner parties we’ve ever held, at least logistically!
This is because, for us, the whole point of hosting these dinner parties is for the experience that we can offer our guests. There’s much to be said about eliciting that all important “wow”. But that means things happening, people being in the right place, drinks and dinner served at the right time. So what if things don’t go to plan? Well, apart from a lot of swearing, that’s generally what contingencies are for.
I’ve been asked what exactly is going through my mind at time like this? Um, “did I put that on that list?” generally and, “oh S#@t! haven’t I ordered that yet? Meanwhile, Francesca is thinking, “oh great, I’m really looking forward to another week with my stress pants-turrets stricken brother”.
Jokes aside (well, not exactly a joke), there simply is a lot of pressure for these events to go well and for them not to look excessively micro managed. Striking a balance is all important both for our sanity and for that of our guests. Ultimately, we want them to have a great time and we want to share that good time also. And if things don’t quite go to plan then even a control freak like me has to learn to roll with it.
So, next week, life (as we know it) will go on hold. The final phase of preparation and planning will with kick in with a review of the the task and shopping lists. We’ll review what has been done so far (which should be most of it) and what hasn’t. I (or we) will be going through each process to ensure that it is as planned and that it will actually work on the evening. This includes those unfortunate yet necessary tasks of taste testing menu items and cocktails. Yes, it’s a tough job but good hosts have to do it.
I’ll then be turning my attention to front of house. Generally, 24/48 hours before curtain up, I’ll start the laborious yet perversely pleasurable task of setting the table. What?! 24 hours to set a table? Well, not exactly 24 hours but the process generally takes that long. One main reason is to ensure that everything is just so and if there are any last minute dramas they can be easily dealt with without too much stress (like missing cutlery, you know, the usual stuff).
<sigh> and then, before we know it, it’ll be curtain up. The adrenaline will be pumping and the nerves a jumping but we’ll be excited… it’s the moment we’ve been waiting for; months of planning, days of preparing but we’ll get to spend several special hours in the company of very dear friends and, hopefully, the opportunity to give them a unique experience that they can cherish for many years to come.
9 ‘deadly’ words used by women. Men be warned.
- “FINE”. This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.
- “FIVE MINUTES” If she is getting dressed, this means half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping with chores.
- “NOTHING” This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with “nothing” usually end with “fine”.
- “GO AHEAD” This is a dare, not permission. Don’t do it!
- LOUD SIGH is actually a word, but is a non verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to number 3 for the meaning of nothing).
- “THAT’S OKAY” is one of the most dangerous statements a woman can make to a man. That’s okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.
- “THANKS” is woman thanking you. Do not question or faint, simply say “you’re welcome” but just one clause here; this is only true if she doesn’t say “thanks a lot”, this is pure sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say “you’re welcome. That will bring on a “whatever” as well as the rains of hell.
- “WHATEVER” is a woman’s way of saying EFF YOU!
- “DON’T WORRY ABOUT IT” is another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times but is now doing herself. This will later result in man asking “What’s wrong”, for the woman’s response to this, refer to number 3.
Funny Monday; amusing stories and pictures from around the world
SWIMMER TRAPPED BY BEACH BALLS 
A man got a nasty surprise when he tried to get out of his deckchair and found his testicles had become stuck between two slats of wood. Mario Visnjic had been swimming naked off Valalta beach in Croatia and his testicles had shrunk in the cool sea. When he sat down they slipped through the slats and then, as he lay in the sun, expanded back to normal size. He was freed after he called beach maintenance services on his mobile phone and they sent a member of staff to cut the deckchair in half.
WHAT’S IN A NAME?
British tourists have left residents of a charming Austrian village fuming by constantly stealing signs for their oddly named village. Whilst British visitors are
finding it hilarious, local residents of F**king, a 32 house village near Salzburg, are failing to see the funny side and are fighting back by setting signs in concrete. Police Kommandant Schmidtberger says they are on the lookout. “We will not stand for the F**king signs being removed,” he said. “It may be very amusing for you British but F**king is F**king to us. What is this big F**king joke?” Local tourist guide, Andreas Rehmueller, said it’s only the British that had a fixation with F**king. The Germans want to see Mozart house, the American’s seem to care only about The Sound of Music (1955 film shot around Salzburg), the Japanese want to see Hitler’s birth place but for the British it’s all about F**king!” Guesthouse Manager, Augustina Lindlbauer described the village’s breathtaking lakes, forests and vistas . “Yet still is this obsession with F**king. This morning I had to tell an English lady who stopped by that there were no F**king postcards!”
DIAL 9/11 FOR DIVORCE
The first divorce directly related to the September 11th terrorist attacks was filed in New York. It appears a man with an office on the 103rd floor of the World
Trade Centre spent the morning at his lover’s house with his phone switched off. Naturally, he wasn’t watching TV either. However, when he turned his phone back on at about 11am, it rang immediately. It was his hysterical wife, “Are you OK? Where are you?” He said, “What do you mean? I’m in the office of course!”
DON’T MESS WITH A MARINE
This is a portion of a radio interview between a FEMALE reporter and US Marine Corps General on sponsoring a Boy Scout troop visiting his military installation. INTERVIEWER: So. General Reinweld, what things are you going to teach these young boys when they visit your base? GENERAL: We’re going to teach them climbing. canoeing, archery, and shooting. INTERVIEWER: Shooting! That’s a bit irresponsible. isn’t It? GENERAL: I don’t see why, they’ll be properly supervised on the rifle range. INTERVIEWER: Don’t you admit that this Is a terribly dangerous activity to be teaching children? GENERAL: I don’t see how. We’ll be teaching them proper rifle discipline before they even touch a firearm. INTERVIEWER: But you’re equipping them to become violent killers. GENERAL: Well, you’re equipped to be a prostitute, but you’re not one, are you? The radio went silent and the interview ended.
Stealing your identity is easy. Here’s how.
” I’d heard and read so many stories about identity theft…so I decided to conduct my own experiments. I must stress that I have no previous investigative training or exposure to methods in which to obtain such information. What I do have is a laptop, internet access, a mobile phone and a credit card.”
“For security purposes, please confirm your date of birth and the first line of your address…” Sound familiar? It will if you, like many today, conduct your affairs over the phone.
Data protection protocols such as these were introduced to comply with the infamous Data Protection Act of 1998. You know the one that rubs most
of us up the wrong way? Generally, because we’re busy and don’t have the time to be on the phone, waiting for a monotonous recording to call out numbers like telephone bingo, then demand we select one so that it may proceed to patronise us by apologising for the wait, explaining that its due to the unusually high number of calls and promising that a representative will be with us shortly. Then, many minutes later, during which we can feel ourselves growing old, a representative, often sounding bored and with a northern accent, finally takes our call and allows us to burden them with the nature of our enquiry.
So how many times have you been told by the person taking your call that they are unable to help? “…because of the data protection act, we’re only able to discuss the account with the account holder.” Now, I don’t know which grates me the most; the fact that I pointlessly ran the gauntlet of numbers or the fact that call centre operators tend to cite the Data Protection Act as if it were a mystical incantation that will make me go away so that they can get back to the chin wag that was taking place before I rudely interrupted. These people are actually giving ‘the act’ a bad name in so far as instead of it being synonymous with data security and the protection of privacy, it’s now generally associated with unhelpful automatons. Guidelines state that operators should explain why they don’t feel comfortable sharing information (they’re unable to verify the identity of the caller, the information is of a sensitive nature and can only be discussed with the account holder, etcetera). Yet it’s only natural that those with legitimate intentions, such as families enquiring on behalf of an elderly relative or wife calling about a telephone bill that happens to be in her husband’s name.
So, do you feel that the act protects or hinders you?
If you feel it’s a hindrance, it could well be due to the hypocritical way in which government bodies are handling this business. On the one hand there is ‘the act’ (albeit with a bad name) and on the other there are everyday stories of bumbling politicians leaving laptops on trains, civil servants throwing CDs full of data into the garbage and pen drives left in taxis. Never before has our data been this vulnerable. And what’s being done about it? Well, there’s undoubtedly a lot of talking but not much action not even against the morons who clearly don’t take our privacy very seriously and often instead of getting the sack are given a slap on the wrist and sent on to prove their ineptitude once more. Maybe if they found themselves out of a job, they might think twice about their carelessness with sensitive information next time. Harsh? I don’ think so, since I believe that if I’m entrusted with information or indeed the money of many citizens then I should be ensuring that I perform my duties to the best of my ability rather than adopting a slap dash approach of, “if it isn’t mine, it doesn’t matter.” That said, if we don’t care how we handle our own personal data then how on earth can we expect a civil servant to care?
“Knowledge is power” or, more specifically, “data is power.” And big companies (like supermarkets) are spending phenomenal amounts of money getting the edge on their competitors. Many have discovered the power of loyalty ‘cards’; to us, a few extra coupons every quarter, to them, thousands of pounds worth of fortune telling; how often we dye our hair, stock up on sanitary products and even have sex, its all in the scan of a card. Knowing when they will sell more of what means that inventory levels can be reduced and logistics coordinated to maximise profits. What you buy and where in the country is sifted, collated and pie charted to see what type of person lives where, how much shoppers in a specific city are spending on luxury items versus everyday essentials (rich versus poor), how much on the latest DVD box sets, versus arthritic potions (young versus old). Instant demographics means the ability to target specific products, prices, offers. These are added savings that would have otherwise cost the company thousands, possibly millions per annum. Of course this isn’t an exact science but an average is better than nothing (this is after all how many government statistics are published). Whilst most people will pause for thought when considering how much these corporate peeping toms know about us, others will ask what all the fuss is about. So what if retailers are able to pitch the right products and offers to the right people? How you feel is purely subjective. The point is that in the 21st century, data is king, if “the computer says no,” then it’s no. Even the humble rent book is no longer stamped but swiped in the form of a plastic card with that all powerful magnetic strip that attracts and retains all of your personal details.
Campaigners warn against “a surveillance society” in which the state acquires greater powers to track the movements of citizens and retain personal data. A few years ago, government plans for a database holding details of our telephone calls and emails was branded as ‘Orwellian’ and shelved whilst ministers ‘consult’ further. In the meantime, there are an estimated four million surveillance cameras in the UK and its DNA database is the largest in the world. Not surprising, since UK law allows police to take DNA samples from anybody who is arrested and retain them indefinitely regardless of whether or not they are convicted. Yet the government insists that surveillance cameras and DNA samples are “essential crime fighting tools.” And many will agree. “If you don’t do anything wrong then you’ll have nothing to worry about.” What do you think?
There is so much on this subject that I could fill a whole magazine and not just an article. What does concern me is the accessibility of our data and the absence of comprehensive checks to ensure that what information is held on us remains private. I’d heard and read so many stories about identity theft and the fact that it is on the increase that I decided to conduct my own experiments. I must stress that I have no previous investigative training or exposure to methods in which to obtain such information. What I do have is a laptop, internet access, and a mobile phone.
The phrase “keeping up with the Jones” originated from a popular comic strip and is, like it or not, embedded in the psyche of many people which means that with the best will in the world, especially in the current economic climate, the last thing you want to hear is your neighbour crowing about his brand new car and about the fact that he got it with an exclusive discount and that he paid for most of it with cash. Now, you would think he’d make such a claim because it was true or simply because he believed you wouldn’t be able to find out anyway, right? Wrong. This is what I found out.
Take a look at the car’s number plate, dealers will often brand this with their name for marketing purposes. Type the company name into your favourite search engine and be rewarded with their contact details. Give them a call and ask the anonymous question, “I’m interested in buying a car but I have some ‘ethical’ concerns about which company you might refer my car loan to. Could you please confirm the name of your finance company?” Dealers are always on the look out for new business; don’t expect any resistance to your question. Now, use your trusty search engine to find the finance company’s contact details or simply call the dealer back and this time tell them that you’re a customer and need to speak to somebody about an existing car loan. For the next part, you’re going to need the name of your neighbour and their address. Well, you already have those. You just need to know their date of birth. What? You’re not that intimate with your neighbour? Oh well, never mind, there are many websites out there who are able to help you. It’ll cost about £9.00 but for that you’ll get a whole dossier which will include but is not limited to: confirmation mailing address, phone number, names of all other household occupants, the price of the house, the names of previous occupants, family history. If he or she is a director of a company, then you’ll get the name of the company, address, position in the company, confirmation of date of birth, neighbouring address information, including bought and sold price, directions to their house, oh, and if you’re really interested, an areal photograph that you can zoom into! And all this is perfectly legal. No dodgy site or anything like that. The information is gleaned primarily from the electoral roll; the rest is collated from a selection of perfectly legal databases. So, now, if you’re were truly devious and want to illegally impersonate your neighbour, give the finance company a call and when they say, “For security purposes, please confirm your date of birth and the first line of your address,” you’ll have all the information you need.
And that’s just the tip of the iceberg. For £20, I was able to log onto a website and track my ex down to an address in Atlanta, United States. The dossier contained current abode, contact details (current and pervious telephone numbers), time at current abode, property owner (whether owned or leased), current occupants, next of kin, family members and their contact details, neighbours, their contact details, the value of their properties, criminal convictions (passed and pending), and the list went on. Oh, and the website was running a special offer: for $2 dollars extra, I could get current email addresses and mobile phone numbers. This is one of the many reasons why identity theft is on the increase. Latest estimates have put the cost of fraud to the UK economy at £1.2bn. Moreover, these figures are set to rise with the current ‘crunch’ as more and more people find themselves out of a job and desperate.
Data accessibility is making it much easier for criminals to get a hold of our personal details and use these to claim state benefits, open bank accounts, apply for credits cards and even obtain false official documents, such as birth certificates, passports and driving license. The worse thing is that if your identity is stolen, you won’t know anything about it until it’s too late. Most tend to find out when they actually attempt to make a benefit claim only to discover that they’re already claiming or when they are refused a credit card because they’ve already maxxed out the other five cards and 3 loans they didn’t know about. There are many ways a criminal can assume your identity, one of the most common ways, believe it or not, is to rifle through your trash cans. Yes, your refuse could prove a veritable banquet for voracious fraudsters. All it takes is a discarded letter. For example, you may resist taking up a promotional offer from a catalogue company, you screw the leaflet up and throw it in the bin, and you might even rip it up a few times. Not good enough. It doesn’t take a krypton factor champion to reassemble several pieces of a document that more than often contains not only your name and address but also your account number. If not, you need only say, “Hello, my name’s Jo Bloggs and I live in this street and this town with this postcode. I’m sorry, I don’t have my account number at the moment but can you track me down by my postcode. What’s that? For security reasons, you want me to confirm my date of birth.” And there you have it. Before you know it, you’ve charged thousands of pounds of electrical goods and, in some cases, a new set of underwear that you haven’t even clapped eyes on.
So, what’s the government doing to protect us? Well, sadly, not much. In reality, there isn’t much it can do except hope that the natural gravitational pressures on institutions to protect themselves and their customers from fraudsters will force them into introducing stricter security protocols. Some already have, by introducing password protected accounts and additional security screening but, as you’ve seen above, some of this is woefully inadequate.
The irony is that most of us, who haven’t yet been victims of such crimes, are actually irked by the inquisition we’re subjected to each time we try to conduct our affairs over the phone, such as talking to the phone company. The reality is, utility bills are widely used as proof of identity when applying for important financial transactions, such as mortgage, car loan and, most important of all, mail redirection. Another popular tool used by fraudsters. Imagine for a second; how often (unless you’re expecting something) do you worry about not receiving post? For most, no news is good news. Not necessarily. No news could mean that your mail has been redirected to a PO BOX falsely registered by someone in your name. It only takes a few days worth of your post to get a handle on your identity. If you’re a registered on Royal Mail’s website, you can apply for a redirection online and subsequently confirm your identity with a variety of documents, one of them being (you’ve guessed it) a utility bill. It has to be said that Royal Mail claim to work hard to “stamp out fraud” because they take the problem “very seriously”. I dare say, perhaps not as seriously as the fee payable with each redirection application.
There are many things you can do to protect your identity and most you will have heard of before so rather than patronising you, I’ll just say that if you want to know more then simply revisit your trusty search engine, type in identity fraud and you’ll find a list of sites brimming with practical albeit obvious (for some) advice.
Originally published in issue 5 of a Different Angle magazine.
My hands on the NEW Range Rover Evoque but my lips are sealed
Finally, after years of waiting, hours blogging and multiple product meetings with Range Rover executives, on the 11th day of the six month of the year
two thousand eleven, I actually sat behind the wheel and started up the engine of a brand NEW red Range Rover Evoque Dynamic, not due in showrooms until August 2011, and the verdict… um, well, I’m not allowed to tell you.
That’s right, from the moment we passed security at Range Rover headquarters in Gaydon Warwickshire there was a cellphone blackout. And that’s not all, I had been told that my previous posts from the heart of product development meetings had been read by the powers that be. The result is that, upon arrival, we were all asked to sign non disclosure agreements!
Oh well, it was good whilst it lasted. And you can’t blame Range Rover. The whole point of these meetings is to strive to ensure that when the car finally comes to market it is the best that it can be and that the various flavours (or models) available to Range Rover’s prospective customers meets with their expectation.
And all was not lost. Whilst we were not able to use our phones inside the building and on the top of the range model we were allowed to get our mitts on, we did come across a beautiful silver version shimmering, quite conveniently, in one of the board director’s parking spaces. Of course, always one to take advantage of an opportunity, I decided to snap a few pictures. I think most will agree, it is a beautiful car but with prices ranging from £30,000 -£50,000, will many (including me) find the price tag equally as alluring? We’ll find out when the car drives its way into showrooms in August 2011.
Controversial blog post makes local press!
The controversial blog post about S-Burlesque which sparked a row over St Neots’ Facebook profile has been read and picked up by the local press. ![]()
In May I wrote about local dance troupe, S-Burlesque, and how these classes were having a positive impact on women in the region. This story turned out to be one of a Different Angle’s most popular posts, a copy can be read by clicking here.
The story was picked up by Cate Munro of the Hunts Post and published in this week’s edition of the local paper but, not unlike other aspects of this story, has a downside; the contact phone number is incorrect, it’s actually Lola’s old mobile number and the picture that is featured was taken by yours truly during this photo shoot but credit was not attributed to me. I guess that’s another email about copyright rights that I need to write today!
If you’d like to read the Hunts Post, check out this week’s edition of the Hunts post or click here to read the PDF online.
The St Neots profile is an organisation? Call the Facebook police!
What a day! But normal service is slowly being restored. 
The Facebook profile linked to this blog underwent a necessary transformation today from an ‘individual’ type profile to a ‘place/organisation’ page in order to comply with Facebook terms and conditions. So what happened?
I created the St Neots Facebook page a few years ago for another website that I was contributing to. However, it was never used and I don’t think the ‘friend’ count rose far above 100. Fast forward a couple of years and I decided to link this blog to the Facebook profile. Suddenly, it sprang to life and, before I knew it, the Facebook ‘friend’ list rose to 1,300 and was climbing until…..
I received a nasty message from somebody (yes, you know who you are) saying she thought the St Neots profile was just a vehicle promoting Burlesque and had nothing to do with the town of St Neots. I explained (in my nicest professional tone) that the feature on Burlesque (which happens to take place in St Neots) wasn’t any different to some of the other articles or indeed adverts that have appeared on the St Neots wall but the answer obviously didn’t satisfy her because she then chose to continue her argument by commenting on the St Neots wall.
Knowing that the conversation was feeding into everybody’s news stream and not wanting them to be bombarded by the endless wall entries, I deleted her comment and continued the conversation via direct messages. However, she didn’t take her deletion kindly and proceeded to send me more direct messages vocalising her displeasure. In one of them she suggested that I consult Facebook’s terms of use as I was clearly in direct violation of them.
I took up her suggestion and did the appropriate research. Sure enough, Facebook terms state that you have to be a person/individual to create a conventional profile on Facebook. If you are an ‘organisation’ (St Neots, an organisation?) then you need to create the appropriate ‘page’.
Armed with this information, I knew it would be a matter of time before this ugly head would make another appearance so I decided to look into the process of converting the St Neots profile. However, before I had the chance to download all of the posts and associated information (suggested before the conversion process), I received a WARNING from Facebook telling me that I had been reported as an ‘organisation’ user! You can imagine my horror: me? An ORGANISATION ‘USER’? Whatever next?
So, I decided to bite the bullet and go through the conversation process which, not surprisingly, failed at first.
The net effect of this process is that you’re no longer a ‘friend’ of the St Neots page but a ‘fan’ which means that you can see everything posted to the St Neots wall but the St Neots wall can’t see everything that’s happening on yours. Which is good, isn’t it? All’s is well again in St Neots land. Apart from the fact that there are now technical difficulties that are preventing the St Neots page from actually being found by anybody! So the battle for normality continues. Meanwhile, I’ll still be working hard to compile and write posts that you will find of interest and, of course, serve the community by posting announcements to the wall that the ‘fanbase’ might find of interest.
But try as I may, we must all be minded by the simple fact that “you can’t please everybody every time.”
So, it’s down to you, trusty readers/fans. CLICK LIKE and SUGGEST the St Neots page to your nearest and dearest and even a few strangers.
The more people click LIKE and become a fan, the more popular the page will be.
We’re aiming for a 2000 strong community before the end of June and I’ve got some presents for some lucky followers who help in achieving that goal! :-) But more about that later.
In closing, thanks for your support and special thanks goes out to the lady with the red hair for taking time out of what must have been a very busy day to write to me and share a piece of valuable information. You may want to contact Huntingdon and several other places I found during my research. I think they too would benefit from your wisdom.
T
Facebook Page Change
Hello all,
Well, as posted before I went ‘off air’ today I had to change my ‘individual’ page on Facebook for St Neots to that of a business or organisation.
It’s a long story that I’ll be sure to share with you. The migration is supposed to move everything over but, of course, hasn’t gone to plan.
As soon as I’ve established exactly what the way forward is going to be, I’ll be sure to post it right here.
In the meantime, business as normal (so to speak)!
T
Do you know ‘the lady of the fridge’?
A few years ago, I published the December edition of a Different Angle magazine. It featured an amply proportioned lady in her underwear as she
rummaged through the refrigerator. Remember it? Well, it’s the front cover to the right. (those Facebook readers will have seen a Facebook censored version. Yes, believe it or not, they don’t like women in their underwear! Yes I know you’ve seen worse but, hey, that’s just how it is). The image was supposed to be reminiscent of Christmas and how, with the best restraint in the world, most of us overindulge.
That edition received an unprecedented flurry of emails. As an editor, I couldn’t have been happier; readers were connecting with the magazine cover and were loving the image; they wanted to know the identity of ‘the lady of the fridge’ and, before long, my SISTER started receiving her own fan-email.
That’s right, people were thinking that the image was of her! I have to confess, I thought the whole thing was hilarious. That was until she started receiving emails from people she hadn’t spoken to in years, all congratulating her on her new found fame. To compound the issue, we still owned a grocery store back then so you can imagine Francesca’s bemusement when they all greeted her with a wry smile as they collected their morning paper. She said, ”The whole thing was quite funny at first. That was until it continued into the next day, the next week! I wouldn’t have minded but I wouldn’t be seen dead in that kitchen, and those kitten heels!”
I was even ‘forced’ to write a statement in my next publication, confirming that the ‘lady of the fridge’ was not my sister, that her identity was unknown, and that it was simply an image that I liked and purchased.
Fast forward to Saturday, a couple of years later, and I find myself in the company of a trio of semi clad women and no, this wasn’t the result of an alcohol fuelled orgy but me reprising my role as a photographer.
The location was my home. Our famous dining room to be exact which had, on this occasion, been transformed into a makeshift studio.
My models varied in age. We had a twenty something year old spring chicken who’d look good even be

draggled by that proverbial bush backwards, and two other ladies in the ‘prime’ of their life. One of them was my sister. The purpose of the photoshoot was to take some pictures of the twenty something year old (sorry, I’m not allowed to use her name as she’s probably still in bed as I write this and I’m not sure she’d want me publishing her name for professional reasons. Um, it wouldn’t matter how I wrote that it would still sound wrong) for her website and Francesca simply wanted some pictures of her and her friend in various outfits for fun (and their Facebook profiles, I bet).
So, to be perfectly honest, I went into the photoshoot thinking that things might be slightly ‘easier’ with a twenty something girl but perhaps not as ‘easy’ with my lovely, more mature, sister and her gorgeous friend. Well, I could never have been more mistaken; the day flew by. All of the girls looked fantastic and were a joy to work with. “I’ve had a fantastic day. It was a real confidence booster” said my sister’s friend.
But the reality is that, many years ago, I used to work as a semi professional photographer but this passion took a back seat to my true passion (writing, of course) and has remained somewhat dormant until now. It’s a great feeling to know that, after all these years, I’m still able to frame a decent photo and I’m seriously considering reprising that roll (with any spare time I can find), all I need now is to choose my subjects.
The Death of Marriage

“Man, the so called hunter has now become the hunted with unorthodox females adopting sexual guerilla tactics to lure, seduce and consume their chosen mate”
We’re days away from summer! And there’s a distinct possibility that you, a relative or an acquaintance are busy organising some aspect of a wedding, you know that special often very expensive event that has many breathless with nervousness, the same that takes months, (if not years) of dating, organising, negotiating, compromising and weighing so that you can live one day like a movie star with cameras flashing, people fussing and eyes watering as you legalise your commitment to your soul partner in a ceremony which for some, generally those guests that you hardly ever see but had to invite because it would otherwise look bad, went on a bit.
In reality, it’s not long after the rice has settled that the mass migration of guests begins and its off to the reception that (if you took out small mortgage) takes place at a nice hotel with an ‘oldie woldy’ decor or (if it’s a wedding on a budget) will take place at an old village hall or in somebody’s back garden. Regardless of the location, most will be plied with copious amounts of alcohol and just about enough food to see it to the end of the evening when, with blistered feet but still with a smile on their face, the happy couple will make their way to their hotel room or (if they’re lucky or rich enough) to the airport and onto a flight to some exotic location to consume even more alcohol and finally the marriage.
Because that’s the process, right?
Step 1 – You date
Step 2 – You get engaged
Step 3 – You get married
Step 4 – You ‘consume’ the marriage
Step 5 – You move in together
Step 6 – You start a family
That’s how it goes, isn’t it? No? You mean this wasn’t the process you or most of the people you know followed? Tut tut. So, which steps did you and yours take and in which sequence? Stop for a second to consider that. Generally speaking, the more ‘mature’ you are then the more you are likely to have followed the above steps in order.
Why? Well, I don’t think it’s because you didn’t enjoy the liberation and the excitement of your youth because most people do (even if they don’t truly appreciate it at the time). No, there’s one simple reason, and that is that the more we regress in time the more, as individuals, we would have been expected to do what was commonly perceived as ‘proper’. The above steps are ‘proper’ according to our social psychology, oh and the bible of course. At least it used to be. Fast forward and few hundred years and you can pretty much mix and match the sequence as you see fit without having to worry about any particular social stigma, unless you’re religious; the bible tells us that sex before marriage is not only a sin against God but it’s a sin against mankind. This philosophy is true of most religious cultures where the corruption of purity and morality is still dealt the harshest of punishments, such as the rack of personal failure, the guillotine of social isolation and the drowning weight of shame, to name a few. This is somewhat ironic since some of the religious initiatives that purport to preserve purity have been accused of degrading it. This is true of the so called Purity Ring which is sold directly to adolescents or their parents as gifts to their adolescent children. The acceptance of the ring is accompanied by a vow of celibacy until marriage. However, some say that the vow may as well be to have a life of psychological disorders brought on from the pressure not to fail and the depression and anxiety brought on in the event of failure. Although what draws the greatest criticism is the idealistic belief that a ring and a vow is enough to avoid pregnancy and the spread of sexual diseases. Conversely, ‘the ring’, is believed to contribute to the increase in both.
Whatever your opinion, the fact remains that, these days, sex outside out of wedlock is pretty much the norm and that almost mythical virginal bride is slowly but surely becoming the stuff of fairytales.
The ‘sacred feminine’ may have been persecuted centuries ago by the church but she came back and with a vengeance, cleverly exploiting that very thing that resides in every heterosexual male’s basic genetic programming; to pursue, to woo and to conquer a woman’s sexuality not only to satisfy physical and emotional urges but to ensure the continued survival of the human race. This basic natural law has endowed woman, the so called weaker sex, with spellbinding power over man but only for as long as she keeps her sexuality, um, sacred. This is the very thing that for centuries has fed that old belief that if a man sleeps with multiple partners, he’s a stud (conquered many) but if a woman does then she’s ‘easy’ (allows herself to be conquered too easily). This power shift was and, for some, still is a sore point since sometimes, “a good reputation is all a woman has.” Perhaps but the power struggle continues with today’s young women seeking equality not only in the boardroom but in the arena of life. Man, the so called hunter has now become the hunted with unorthodox females adopting sexual guerrilla tactics to lure, seduce and consume their chosen mate, and this isn’t for life but for as long as it pleases them, often just one evening, one hour or even a few minutes. Gone is the old adage of love at first sight, this has now been replaced with sex at first sight. Compatibility with a mate is not assessed by personality, things in common, their star sign, financial status or even their blood group but on their willingness to have some fun. This ‘fun’ generally takes place at weekends and is often initiated or fuelled by alcohol.
The same alcohol that the UK government has estimated costs the NHS £1.7 billion a year in hospital admissions with latest figures showing that there are over 57,000 NHS hospital admissions per year in England with a primary diagnosis specifically related to alcohol. This number has risen by 52% since 1996. What’s worse is that over 9% of these patients were under 18 years of age. It is believed that one of the reasons for this extraordinary increase is the fact that alcohol is now far cheaper than ever. In 2007, alcohol was actually 69% cheaper than it was in the 1980s (which is somewhat ironic considering the UK government’s perpetual tax increase on the product.) All of this is a far cry from chaperoned evenings for three, again, introduced to preserve the sanctity of a woman’s virginity until her wedding night, a concept that today is more commonly seen as romantic yet ‘unpractical’. We’re now able to ‘try before you buy’ most things, why not apply this principle to something as momentous as marriage? The answer is, we are and, more disturbingly, we’re also applying the same rule of a money back guarantee, in the form of a prenuptial agreement or lawsuit for the purpose of obtaining a ‘settlement’. The so called ‘institution’ of marriage has now become a commodity, an article, a possession that many are using for as long as is suits only to then claim a refund when it isn’t quite working the way it used to when it was first acquired. And why not, why persevere with something when, in true consumer fashion, getting a bargain on a divorce is so easy, with basic ‘divorce packages’ starting from as low as £25, all you need is the internet, a credit card and you’ll have that man (or woman) washed right out of your hair in no time. The epitome of our fast moving, self serving world: “Why bother spending time trying to salvage your marriage when it in itself is a waste of time? Swap your current partner for one that makes you happy.” What? No time to go out on the prowl? No problem, with that trusty credit card and an internet connection, you can get 3 FREE months membership to one of the world’s leading dating agencies and you’ll be flirting in no time. What’s that? You don’t want to burn your bridges too soon. No problem, membership has its privileges, your account is discreet and password protected which means your husband or wife need never know what you’ve been up to so you can flirt until your heart’s content. Then, once you’ve met the new partner of your dreams and are feeling more confident, you can break the news to your spouse (and your children if you have any) that you’ve decided to move on. And don’t worry about that infamous social stigma, it’s a lot of hot air, UK online dating is as popular as ever with an estimated annual spend of £60m.
So, bearing all that in mind, why bother getting married? What exactly is the benefit? It’s not spending time with the object of our affection because we’re already doing that, it’s not moving in with them because we’ve already done that, it’s not carnal pleasures because, well, we’ve all been doing that, so it must be having babies. Well, it’s not that either because more and more people are having babies regardless of their marital status, or age for that matter. “After all, when is a good time to have children?” This is a question I’ve personally heard several times. Well, I don’t know, let’s start with you being old enough not to have to wear a school uniform, then maybe having a job and some disposable income after paying your bills and you aren’t still living at home with your parents. I think that pretty much covers some of the basics. There is undoubtedly a growing and rather worrying apathetic approach to social responsibility, for some it’s due to the eternal struggle to make ends meet; no matter how hard your work, money never seems to be enough so some reach a stage where they give up; if money’s never enough then we may as well take the plunge and what will be will be. For others, those completely devoid of any self respect or morals, it’s the belief that the world (tax payers) actually owes them something combined with the fantasy that they’re rebelling against the system, against what is ‘socially acceptable’.
So, by today’s standard, what is and what is not socially acceptable? Well, I conducted a basic online poll of 50 people of various ages, male and female, which may or may not be indicative of public opinion but is nonetheless interesting. I asked what they believe was indicative of today’s society, these are the results: Sex before marriage = 65% Sex after marriage 6%. Babies before marriage = 53% Babies after marriage = 12% Living together before marriage = 47% Living together after marriage 12%. When asked if they supported this new culture, 29% voted that they did versus 24% who voted they did not. If these alarming results are anything to go by then it’s clear; that institution known as marriage is slowly but surely dying (if not dead already) and many of us are quite happy with that. This is the message we’re sending to impressionable teenagers; marriage is just a very expensive excuse for a knees up with an equally expensive holiday thrown in for good measure, especially when considering how easy it is to get out of a difficult, angst packed youth and into your own home. Okay, there’s just the minor inconvenience of getting pregnant (is that really an inconvenience?) oh and living in a hostel to get yourself bumped up the council’s waiting list but the reward; your own abode with all expenses paid. It’s not all bad, it beats the stress of having to work all hours. And there’s no incentive to get out and actually earn a living because to do so would mean losing a raft of benefits. Most people on this type of benefit will tell you that they often better off claiming than working. It’s almost like being a ‘surrendered teen’ rather than a ‘surrendered wife’, you may have to adapt to living off the basics but you get a ready made home including a ‘husband’ and ‘child’. Skip your youth and go straight to family life but without the sacrifices.
Now, how many people over the age of thirty reading this article had the luxury of adopting this strategy when they were a teenager? (or had the guts to)? The worse thing is most of these instant family recipes lack the basic ingredient for a successful home; life experience. Some are barely out of school. And it’s getting worse. In 2007; there were over 40,000 conceptions in England involving females under the age of 18 with almost half leading to abortions. There were nearly 8,000 conceptions for females under the age of 16. Progress? The reality is that, like it or not, education starts at home. Good morals, a sense of self worth and a strong work ethic must be indoctrinated from an early age by parents, backed up by the education system and not vice versa. It’s this basic lack of foundation that is breeding (if you’ll excuse the pun) a new generation of apathetic, self indulgent, misguided and disillusioned civilians who, tragically, are setting the same standard for future generations.
For course, and thankfully, there are still some exceptions to this rule, so please don’t email!
The question remains; what would we be as a race if we lacked any kind of moral structure? Marriage; the union between a man and a woman (or civil partnership) is the very fabric of our society), it’s the legal ceremony that holds us accountable to each other, a contract that literally states that through thick and thin you’re committed to take care of your partner. It’s where you say, okay, things aren’t always going to be perfect but that’s exactly why I took the time to get to know you, consider my finances to see if I can afford to move in and spend the rest of my life with you and, all being well, have our own family. And if we don’t, well, at least we’ll still have each other. That’s why it all started in the first place, isn’t it?
There’s a common misconception that if you’ve lived with a partner for a couple of years that you get the same rights as a married couple, this is not true. The so called ‘common law’ marriage does not exist. Couples who live together have hardly any rights when compared to married couples, e.g. your partner doesn’t have to pay you any maintenance if you gave up your job to look after the children (although they would have to pay child support), if you live in a home that is rented by your partner and he or she asks you to leave or walks out, you’d have no automatic right to stay. This is also true if you live in a mortgaged home without any form of cohabiting agreement. Furthermore, your partner would have the right to walk away with any savings or possessions purchased by them. You’d only have rights over your things or items you co purchased. This is assuming you both agree to split these. Furthermore, should your partner die without a will, you’d have no entitlement to state bereavement benefit nor any pension based on their national insurance contributions but, most importantly, you’d have no rights to their estate; this would pass automatically to their immediate (or blood) family. I can confirm that there have been some suggestions but there are currently no plans to change the law nor, some would say, should there be if we want to preserve the importance of marriage.
Smile, here are some sound bites from the court room
The following are actual transcript excerpts from the American court room. They’re so unbelievable that they’re now featured in a book called “Law and Disorder”.
- Q: “What was the first thing your husband said to you that morning?”
A: “He said, “Where am I, Cathy?”
Q: “And why did that upset you?”
A: “My name is Susan!”
- Q: “Are you sexually active?”
A: “No, I just lie there.”
- Q: “Now doctor, isn’t it true that when a person died in his sleep, he doesn’t know about it until the next morning?”
A: “Did you actually pass the bar exam?”
- Q: “This myasthenia gravis, does it affect your memory at all?”
A: “Yes.”
Q: “And in what ways does it affect your memory?”
A: “I forget.
Q: “You forget? Can you give us an example of something you forgot?”
- Q: “The youngest son, the twenty-year-old, how old is he?”
A: “He’s twenty, much like your IQ.”
- Q: “Were you present when your picture was taken?”
A: “Are you kidding me?”
- Q: “So the date of conception (of the baby) was August 8th?”
A: “Yes.”
Q: “And what were you doing at that time?”
A: “Getting laid”
- Q: “She had three children, right?”
A: “Yes.”
Q: “How many were boys?”
A: “None.”
Q: “Were there any girls?”
A: “Your Honour, I think I need a different attorney. Can I get a new attorney?”
- Q: “How was your first marriage terminated?”
A: “By death.” Q: “And by whose death was it terminated?”
A: “Take a guess.”
- Q: “Can you describe the individual?”
A: “He was about medium height and had a beard.”
A: “Was this a male or a female?”
A: “Unless the Circus was in town I’m going with male.”
- Q: “Doctor, how many of your autopsies have you performed on dead people?”
A: “All of them. The live ones put up too much of a fight.”
- Q: “ALL your responses MUST be oral, OK? What school did you go to?”
A: “Oral.”
- Q: “Are you qualified to give a urine sample?”
A: “Are you qualified to ask that question?”
- Q: “Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for a pulse?”
A: “No.”
Q: “Did you check for blood pressure?”
A: “No.” Q:
“Did you check for breathing?”
A: “No.”
Q: “Is it possible that the patient was alive when you began the autopsy?”
A: “No.”
Q: “How can you be so sure, Doctor?”
A: “His brain was sitting on my desk in a jar.”
A: “I see, but could the patient have still been alive, nevertheless?”
A: “Yes, it is possible that he could have been alive and practicing law.”
This week’s task; ‘build your ideal Range Rover Evoque’
Well, it’s just under 7 days before my visit to Range Rover HQ. Today, I received details of my pre assignment; build my ideal Range Rover Evoque and email the results to Range Rover before my visit next week. Intriguing? that’s an under statement! 
Either way, as instructed, I’ve just been online and built my ‘ideal’ model although the jury is out as to whether or not this is actually my preferred model. This one here is actually top of the range; The Range Rover Evoque, DYNAMIC. Total cost of this build, £49,165.00. Yep, that’s going to leave a dent!
So far, Prestige remains my favourite, I like the accented sides but we’ll see how I feel when the car is officially launched in showrooms in the autumn.
In the meantime, I’m counting down the hours until next Saturday. I have no idea what Range Rover executives have in store for me but I know that cameras and mobile phones must be surrendered at the security gate.
But fear not, I’ll be sure to report (what isn’t classified) right here next weekend. If I’ve recovered from the excitement of actually getting inside my car after two years of waiting!
10 ‘interesting’ facts
1. A lot of lovemaking can unblock a stuffy nose. Sex is a natural antihistamine. It can help combat asthma and hay fever.
2. A jiffy is an actual unit of time for 1/100th of a second. Thus the saying, “I’ll be there in a jiffy..”
3. Children grow faster in the springtime than any other season during the year.
4. UK pig farmers are required, by law, to provide toys for their pigs.
5. In France, it’s legal to marry a dead person whilst in India, people are legally allowed to marry a dog.
6. Apple seeds are poisonous; they produce cyanide.
7. In Holland, you can be fined for not using a shopping basket in a grocery store.
8. Frozen lobsters can come back to life when thawed!
9. On average people fear spiders more than they do death.
10. Only one other book has been distributed more than the bible; the IKEA catalogue.
…and the results from yesterday’s Tokyo underground picture. I asked if you could guess what exactly the underground managers were trying to tell you with that picture. Is it simply an X-rated mistake? If you haven’t seen the picture, browse away now if you don’t want to know the answers! Otherwise, from left to right: Underground managers would like you to give up your seat for : person with injured arm, person holding a child, pregnant woman, person with injured leg. Did you guess correctly?
What is Tokyo’s underground sign trying to tell you?
If a picture speaks a thousand words, what do you think the operators of Tokyo underground are trying to say?
Post your theories below ( no Googling!).
Results will be published with Friday’s 10 ‘Interesting’ Facts.
Good luck !







