Crepeys/Hagsnet - the moonlight beckons!

[MrsSchadenfreude]

Because moonlight gives you a nice glow and doesn't show up your wrinkles or grey hair.

That's a Scottish Mc please. Not a DJ one. (that's disc jockey not dinner jacket )

OK - I have taken an executive decision and have called the BFI to book an area in the bar from 6pm and a dinner table from 8.30pm. They are going to check that's all ok (they don't usually accept bar area booking for less than 15 people) and get back to me later, I will keep you posted.

I am, however, having a style crisis today. I'm at work and in an attempt to now ALWAYS be wearing black trousers, have rolled up in an assortment of greys that I thought would be ok (it's all grey, how can it clash, right?). But according to the bathroom mirror, it does Not Work. Different hues, bluey grey, khaki-ish grey. I can't even do drab right. Gah.

I need boots too - the shoe repair man refused to even try to help my black biker boots as the soles were made of such cheap crap .

Grrr, "NOT always wear black trousers".

Yes, definitely ruby

Dukes, the toe is darker in a 'looks a bit worn in way'. Didn't know you were a nearish neighbour! I will pm you.

Well done wilbur Fingers crossed the reponse will be positive!

How about teaming grey with a bright shade? Depends on the shade of grey on what goes with what - I'm not much help, am I?!

Well done Wilbur! I was beginning to get a nasty feeling I was actually going to have to get off my arse and do something.

I want new boots, and everything else, but am in financial sackcloth, as ONCE AGAIN I forgot to pay the congestion charge, and have a £60 fine. I've hidden this from DP.

So irritating - DS's hospital is inside the CC zone by about three yards, but there's no parking in the non-CC bit. And I inevitably forget to pay it.

Off to Ilkley and Leeds this weekend. Blasted long drive - and DP doesn't drive. I'm going to relegate him to the back seat to entertain DS.

Then end of Sept off to Ascot then boozy lunch, weekend after that it's HagsMeat plus bring-and-sing Gloria, weekend after that it's choir tour. Weekend after that it's lying in a dark room.

Herbs - sympathies about the cc charge - I loathe fines. We just got one for stopping in a loading bay on a red route for 5 mins on a Saturday morning at 7.45am for me to buy a laoaf of bread. Apparently loading bays remain active the whole time and unless you are actually putting something heavy in your car, they will do you. Most fucking expensive bread ever.

Could you argue you were loading your bread? How many loaves would you have to buy for it count as 'loading'?

Oooh Herbs, is the bring and sing Gloria open to all?

(Elbows her way back into the thread)

V much looking forward to Hagsmeet, have nose to the grindstone trying to finish dissertation before the end of next week (am currently unfinished and at least 5000 words over.... aurgh!)

Thanks v much for booking

Orangina - I'll edit it down for you! Love it.

As for Gloria, it's in Suffolk somewhere, with my mum. Once again, rock AND roll. We're singing both the Vivaldi and the Rutter. I've sung the first, but not the second. Humming (tee hee) and hawing about whether to sing soprano (my usual part) or alto (my mum's, to keep her company).

Sounds LOVELY, but I'm never going to make it to Suffolk. Dammit.

Sing alto, much more fun.....

I used to sing alto, and loved it, until I realised that actually I had quite a high voice and moved to the sopranos. Now I'm a bit too used to singing the tune! Though as a second soprano, I do get some harmony bits too...

I am probably actually a second soprano, but definitely prefer singing alto....

(must crack on, dissertation won't write itself..... nice to talk singing though!)

Gold Star to Wilbur for super-proactivity!

Herbs - I'll wave to you on the motorway - I'm off to Dad & Stepmums for the weekend (sunny Warwickshire, so not too far). DH is off to Vegas on Saturday, but took care to send me pictures of his flash hotel and the 37 degree weather forecast so I didn't feel too bad for him.

Oh, and bad luck with the congestion charge. Being a bumpkin I have never actually incurred it.

I got nabbed recently for overstaying in a supermarket carpark. Unfortunately I was in the park, so didn't have a leg to stand on, but only after I paid the fine did I read an article about private car parks, and the fact that you don't need to bother paying.

Arf at 'loading your bread'.

Fines are crap. We have a fear of box junctions. Drive to Wales a lot via evil one in Wandsworth. DH has a little zig zag dance he does if he thinks he's about to drive into it. With the car. He dances the car. He doesn't get out and do a CCTV distraction dance in the road.

Thanks for calling BFI Wilbur. I also have the grey/drab clash quite often. And also the different blacks thing in gym stuff which is worse as I don't suit black in first place.

Got conf call now. Done feck all other work today. Am lazy, greedy and unwashed. Bleurgh.

I've done arse all too. That's the problem with 'working' from home.

My highlight of the week is getting back from dropping DS at nursery, then eating breakfast in front of whatever's on Really channel. Today it was '10 Years Younger'. Sometimes it's 'Tough Love'. Then of course I turn it on at lunchtime, and if I'm lucky catch 'What not to Wear'.

Ahh, rubbish daytime telly.....I don't get to see it often.

DH is addicted to Judge Judy, and has been known to get home early to catch it.

Well, I have just done my first Zumba class. I have not done any exercise classes for about 15 years. There was very loud music and a lot of hopping about and shouting "Wooo" etc. I was very bad at it, but once I stopped caring that I was very bad it was generally OK. There were only a few moments when I had to suppress the cynical thought that frankly I am far too old for this stuff and would much prefer to be sitting at home with a glass of wine and looking at boots on the internet. Now I have my wine and a sort of smug "today I have sweated" attitude on.

I too have been singing. We really are cutting-edge here, innit?

Dukesey, I have previewed exactly the same skools as you. I did my main trawl last year and have edited down to these. Rather than Share Publicly, d'you want to PM me? But broadly, I think all those options are OK and one or two are really pretty good. (Repeats, with dogged state skool determination...)

And what name are you booking in, Wilbur dearest?

(Realises that is only Hag to whom this does not, actually, matter very much as is only Hag who Knows Who You Are. Mostly. It's like being in a secret cell organised by one key member or something. You'll just have to hope I don't go under a bus, or you'll all circulate vaguely all evening looking for each other.)

Evening Fellow Hags. I know Wilbur's RL name, too (but we haven't met yet). I am off to London tomorrow with DD1 for the weekend for her 13th birthday. We are planning to get her ears pierced, and maybe eat at the Texas Embassy Cantina. She has her eye firmly on the shops...

I cannot sing at all. I honk away tunelessly on three notes and make people's ears hurt. My talents obviously lie elsewhere. But I am not sure where...

Am looking forward to Hags' Big Night Out. I am the fat one with the wonky eye and badly dyed hair.

Oooh, Strops - Zumba! Funnily enough, only today the chap who sits next to me at works was trying to sell it to me as a "good thing" (his wife is the Zumba-ist, not him). Tell me more........

Can I also recommend "Just Dance 2" on the Wii? The DDs have had me working up a sweat recently, and there is something strangely satisfying about beating your 8yo DD dancing to Avril Levigne.

MrsS, if you are on Oxford Street on Sunday you might run into my DD who will be shopping with friends. She only turned 12 2months ago

CV, DD also recommends JustDance 2, but no wonder, if Avril Lavigne is on it (we spent the whole summer listening to her AL CD when driving in the car!)

Can't wait to spot all my fellow Hags in the bar - will your names and my mind's eye pictures match up? I think we should describe ourselves a la MrsS

I am the tall deaf-as-a-post one with blonde hair.