December 2011- <Haddocks> are in the deep freeze as we won't be needing them, no, siree! Grab a <cuppa>.......

[Aethelfleda]

Shiny new thread: we forgot to discuss the title this time!

Thanks Northern My painkillers have been upped which have had some effect today. DH thinks I should have tomorrow off work but I've told him I'm going in as got a meeting I cannot miss. He was not happy with me I tick a lot of the boxes for fibromyalgia the only box I don't tick is depression which is what it can cause, so is something I need to look out for.

Oi hope your enjoying dinner at The Ivy and your not to ill.

Glad you're a bit better DSM.

we got started on the new bOx today...

Stage One...

Aethel Are you designing the Tardis? Looking good.

northern does your ds go to nursery? We use one of the keyworkers as a babysitter. Could that work?

Awesome TARDIS there Aethel:o

Might have just been cutting out little windows and painting "bad wolf" on the side instead of going to bed like sensible people...

I'll leave the overnight coffee urn on just in case anyone needs it. Though I want xiao to prove her new-found Britification by singing all five verses of "God Save The Queen" including the dodgy suppressed colonial middle verses about crushing Johnny Foreigner.... Come to think of it I don't think most Brits can do that! We'd better find something else British for her to do instead. Eat cheese and branston pickle sandwiches? Playing tiddleywinks and poohsticks? Conkers?

Wow, it's six verses and number six is rather anti-Scottish!
Bizarre...

God Save The Lyrics

(Finally I have Internet access!!)
Congrats xiao on your new state of Britishness. Unfortunately for you, I believe that involves a Chicken Tikka Masala washed down with Le Piat D'Or. or Lambrini. (Boak!)
I want to see a bit of Bondage. But haven't seen the first 2 films yet. I must really get with"it" and catch up.
Ok, th'Ivy: in thru the door ( nice porter /concierge type) and straight upstairs to the private function room = no sleb spottery. Not that I'd recognise anyone anyway. Footballers and other such slebs are wasted on me.
We had some amazing canapés with our champagne - the first was a Parmesan crisp holding a rare, fine slice of beef with caviar on top. Niiiiiice! Then there were mini mushroom tartlets, tiny fish cakes, a little tortellini in a spoon... Then we sat down to the meal. Chablis was served with a crab meat starter, then red wine (didn't notice the type - and was too deep in conversation to consider it) was served with a pork belly wotsit-thing, then a desert wine with rhubarb crumble and vanilla custard (I should've taken the menu for their descriptions, shouldn't I?), followed by cheeses, petit fours, coffee and chocolates.
Funnily enough, I felt ill up until I got a glass if champagne. I walked in thinking "I'd better get a coke - I feel like crap", but there was only champagne on the tray. What could I do? I hate being awkward!
Good night. The marketing conversation was not as indepth as I'd hoped. The subject matter turned out to be too broad, so there was a lack of focus. The hosts tried to bring it into line, but with limited time, it's tough. Still v v enjoyable though.

Aethel I didn't even realise there were that many verses of GSTQ!

Oi Dinner & champagne hope it made you feel better?

My joints hurt today feel all bruised and very painful I still feel shattered after a full nights sleep. I often wonder if its because I can go into such a deep sleep that I always wake up feeling pants the next morning

Ouch dsm! That doesn't sound good. A colleague of mine in Denmark was diagnosed with chronic arthritis earlier this year. She was in incredible pain, she couldn't get out of bed. It came on quite suddenly and the doctors took quite a while to diagnose it and then get the medication right. She now takes a mini cocktail of drugs every day but lives completely normally. One tablet, apparently, is like a very very mild form of chemotherapy. (They do regular tests to ensure that the cocktail is not damaging her other organs.)
There was a period last night where my tum decided it wasn't happy, and I feared I would be ill. But I wasn't.
Now, I'm in fancy London. No Internet connection in this stupid hotel. Do I stay here and get some work done, or do I go out and shop visit a museum or something? I'm right next to the shops British Museum, that I've never been to before. ...but I have sooooo much work to do...

Culture! Go, be learned:o

Use the excuse that you're seeing which bits are best for wen BOi demands to be taken next month:o

Also: rough as a badger's bum cheeks today. The elder minion and Octoboy have passed on their germs. Lovely children:(

Oi are you in town today? Meet me for lunch or coffee, my office is at Ludgate Circus!

All suggestions of celebrations of my new Britishness welcome. I thought the time honoured thing to do once I swear my allegiance and sing about imperialist conquests would be to go into the town centre, drink myself legless and get in a fight (perhaps I could tip off the people that make Nightcops so I have a video record!). I like the chicken tikka masala idea though. Other suggestions:

• join a football firm
• get in a boundary dispute with a neighbour over leylandii
• loving the caravan holiday idea! Alternative could be Centreparcs or Butlins.
• Already have a place on the Costa del Sol so I can get drunk on mini bottles of gin on sleazyjet, burn myself lobster red and eat a full english while complaining about filthy foreign muck...

Gosh I love the verse about confounding the knavish tricks of the Queen's enemies! I will have to memorize all those verses for sure.

Not really in preparation at all for becoming a British citizen, DH and I have watched our way through all of these over the last 2 weeks and OMFG are they amazing. I never really clicked with the history plays before and now...just wow. I plan on having Pirran memorise John of Gaunt's speech from Richard II as soon as he is able, it's a thing of beauty (and makes me come over all patriotic!)

It has nothing to do with the fact that the actor who plays Prince Hal/King Harry is absolutely mesmerisingly knee-tremblingly sleep-disturbingly sexy, oh no...

oi if I wasn't waiting un for a delivery I'd have legged it to the British museum with my boys to meet you and inflict them on the wider public have a great day!

Though he looks really ugly in all the pictures on the BBC website! Just trust me, he is LUSH. Here are some better pics:
here
here (I never liked facial hair this much before...)

And how did I not know he is an OE!!?? Now I actually have a fighting chance of meeting him in person!!!!!!

I'm really not sure about your taste in men Xiao, but it'd be great to meet up.
Shame you can't come in hawthers.
(I should've been better organised!)
I can't get to the private msg xiao - mumsnet doesn't let me log in on my phone - beyond Talk.
Pls email me at [email protected]
And I'll find out where Ludlow Circus is and hop on over for some jellied eels and a saveloy coffee.

Yay! Have emailed you.

MissRee where are you at? Come join?

I'm way over in the deepest darkest depths of the city (practically in E1!), although used to work over near you in Pilgrim Street! Not sure if make it there and back and have enough time for coffee and chats to be honest

Shame MissRee. Next time! Can't believe I'm going to actually meet Oi without having plucked my eyebrows. Disaster!!!

There is only one benefit to being this far east - Spitalfields market!

Next time, for sure!

Oh no. Just read this now and I didn't even check out your bushy eyebrows!
(I bought tweezers yesterday for emergency pluckery before th'Ivy.)
It was fab meeting up. I was equally unprepared, and probably have wobbly hair because of the rain.
Thanks for inviting me over. So so nice to put a face and real personality to the posts!

Haha, I actually thought you looked like you hadn't been affected at all by the rain and chalked it up to the nice dry taxicab!

Now I get to read all your posts in my head in your voice, while thinking about your downstairs cloakroom