Cheadle Hulme

Cheadle Hulme is a suburban area located in the south of Greater Manchester in the North-West of England. (Wikipedia)

So Thursday and Friday saw our annual trip to Alton Towers. I say annual, this is only the second year that we have done it but we have decided to make it an annual trip because it’s so much fun. Last year, I wrote in my blog about the funny story regarding the watch that Jenny received from George, that story has passed into folklore and is still told with many a giggle. We also have a story to tell from this year, although this one was less funny at the time. Having said that, it did not take long for me to start laughing, but I think that may have been hysterical laughter.

We had booked to stay in a Bed and Breakfast in a little village called Cheadle, which was about 10 minutes drive from Alton Towers. Using directions printed from the internet, we managed to get onto the M25 only to get lost when I accidentally read the directions as “exit at Junction 17”, when it actually said “pass Junction 17”. So that was our first accidental detour, which took us onto the A12 and past places like Gidea Park. Anyway, so we managed to get back onto the M25 with the help of Will and a program that V managed to download onto her blackberry, but then, about 5 hours later, I had a sudden realisation that we were heading towards Manchester, and it didn’t seem right. So I hazarded a guess that when Anna typed Cheadle into the internet, she hadn’t checked that it was Cheadle, Staffordshire. Of course, this is what had happened, it had taken what I can only assume is the bigger or more popular of the two Cheadles, and come up with Cheadle, Cheshire instead. As one can probably imagine, Jen was the least pleased of everyone, especially when we saw a sign stating “You are now entering Manchester”. Will thought that we had mad e a special detour in order to visit the Primark, which would have made it slightly more worth it, but it all turned out OK in the end as it only took us about 50 minutes to get out of Manchester and to the B&B.
Alton Towers itself was fantastic, of course! We bought the Fast Track tickets this time, so we managed to get on Rita, Oblivion, Air, Nemesis and the Flume without queuing for too long. My favourites were A ir and Oblivion. We also managed to get o n some other things as well because we hadn’t queued for too long on the big ones, so if anyone is thinking about going I would definitely recommend the F ast Track tickets!

And I have just realised that I last posted about how I was going to the Ball, and haven’t posted since. It was really good, lots of fun but it was so so so so muddy. My feet were so dirty by the end of the evening it was unreal! But I had a good time, and can’t wait for next year!

Summer

Summer is a novel by Edith Wharton published in 1917 by Charles Scribner’s Sons. (Wikipedia)

It’s the Summer Ball at uni tonight. And the weather is seriously awful! Who would have thought that it was June? And Hayley from work is getting married today, so I feel bad for her, cos I am worrying enough about my hair tonight, never mind if I was a bride! Still, if the rain holds off then the photographer will be pleased because my dad always says that this kind of weather is the best for photos, too much sun isn’t a good thing! Of course the photographer is the only one thinking like that!

So I have my dress and my shoes (which I hate), both of which are recycled from previous uses, my dress is the one that I wore to the Summer Ball at work last year (the 2nd most horrible work do that I ever went to), and my shoes are a non-descript pair of black strappy heels, which don’t fit properly, are too high and are going to get stuck in the mud. But, I couldn’t find any that I liked to buy, and I don’t really have any money to be spending on new shoes, so I have to wear them.

I have reached the end of Series 3 of House, which is annoying as there is not even a release date for Series 4 on DVD yet. And it’s in the middle of its run on Ch5, so I can’t start watching it now. Grr! But, I suppose that gives me ample time to watch Sex and the City in it’s entirety, because I saw the film and loved it! And I also have to watch CSI Series 8, CSI: NY Series 3 and countless other television shows!

Star jelly

Star jelly, or pwdre sêr, is a compound purportedly deposited on the earth during meteor showers. (Wikipedia)

That sounds so nice, star jelly. But wikipedia goes on to describe it as ‘foul-smelling’. Which is a bit gross. Anyway, it’s quite late but I didn’t wake up today until 12.30 and therefore I don’t feel overly tired right now, so I am listening to the Heroes radio show in the hope that they are going to read my email that I sent them regarding my theory about Ellie. If they don’t I will be so disappointed, because I have convinced myself that they will! A bit like when I convince myself that I will win the lottery and feel genuinely gutted when not one number comes up.

On Friday night, Anna, Vicky and I went to see Boyzone at the O2 in London. I was never the biggest Boyzone fan when they were around before, it was always Take That and Backstreet Boys for me, but I obviously wasn’t going to miss out on a concert with the girls. Besides which, once I actually started listening to their greatest hits, I realised that I actually like most of their stuff. And as it was, I really enjoyed the concert, because they put on a really good show. My only complaint was that it was primarily Ronan singing, and the other 4 acted like his backing singers most of the time, but it was always like that so it was no great surprise. My favourite parts were when they did a Jackson 5 medley, and then when they sang ‘A Different Beat’, cos that’s my favourite Boyzone song. And then they did ‘No Matter What’ as an encore (which V nearly missed cos she went to the toilet), and came out on a thing hanging from the ceiling over the audience. So that was quite good. All in all I had a good night, and then on Saturday, I went to see Sex and the City with Rob and Anna. Rob, being the rom-com queen that he is, really enjoyed it (especially the naked ladies, no doubt), and so did I. Much more than I expected I would to be honest, because I have never watched so much as a full episode before, but I really fancied seeing the film, so now I feel as though I have to watch the entire back catalogue of episodes! I have them on my Lovefilm rental list now so I will have to wait for them to come to watch them! And, obviously I love Chris Noth, who plays Big. He’s just yummy. One of those big men who would completely envelop you in a hug.

They didn’t read my email on Heroes. Gutted. But there is always the potential for next week, cos the theory wasn’t explored any further in the next episode. I know this because I watched next week’s episode already.

La favorite

La favorite is an opera in four acts by Gaetano Donizetti to a French libretto by Alphonse Royer and Gustave Vaëz. (Wikipedia)

I’ve decided to write another blog cos it’s been a while since I did, and, as I have nothing interesting to say about my life, I have decided to write one about my favourite things. Raindrops on roses and all that.

So, here we go:

Colour: Pink
Shop: Primark
Day of the Week: Saturday
Beatles Band Member: Ringo Starr

Prime Minister: Winston Churchill
US President: Bill Clinton
Jane Austen Novel: Pride and Prejudice
Sound of Music child: Marta
CSI man: Horatio Caine
Film magazine: Empire
X-Factor Judge: Simon Cowell
Strictly Judge: Craig Revel-Horwood
Social Networking Site: Facebook
Elvis Presley Song: Way Down
Sunday Newspaper: The Observer
US State: Massachussetts
British City: London
Musical Instrument: Guitar
Friends Boy: Chandler
Friends Girl: Rachel
TV Doctor: Dr Gregory House M.D
Flower: Daisy

There will be more to follow but I got bored. Also I couldn’t think of anymore categories. But I would like to hear your opinions on the above categories!

Spanish Oral – Done!

This is my first attempt at a post via email, don’t know why I need to bother, because chances are if I can access my email I can access the blogger website, but I thought I’d give it a go! It will probably turn out all rubbish and I won’t like it so I really don’t know why I am bothering.

I had my Spanish oral today and it went OK. I wasn’t too nervous about it because I knew it was only going to last about five minutes, and it’s hard to get scared about something that is only going to last that long! I recited the passage that I had memorised and then she asked me a few questions, I didn’t answer them particularly well because I have an awful range of vocabulary in Spanish, but she said it was fine and that my pronounciation was good, so I am glad about that.

Other than that, all I have been doing today is revising for my History exam. I didn’t get as much done as I hoped, but it’s still a week away so there’s plenty of time (I hope). I also watched an episode of Dirty Sexy Money, which I am loving more and more as the series goes on. I have to confess that the major lure is Donald Sutherland. I know he is totally an old man, and he’s really old (72) but I love him. I thought I wasn’t going to like him in this, because I thought he was going to be mean, but he seems nice. There’s still room for him to be a baddie, it’s not quite clear yet, but I like him all the same.

And just as I was about to go to bed, Air Force One has started! BBC One must be having a bit of a Harrison Ford season, cos Indiana Jones was on Sunday night (which I watched for the first time and thought was OK). I love Air Force One. I think it was the first American President film that I watched, so it was the start of my obsession with American politics. Ooh, and I’ve only just realised that Jim Brass from CSI is in it. I didn’t know that, but the last time I watched it was long before I even knew CSI existed.

By the way, American Studies in Spanish is Estudios de los Estados Unidos. What a mouthful. And I had to say ‘I study American Studies’, which is Estudio estudios de los Estados Unidos. An even bigger mouthful. I’m quite proud of myself for being able to say it though.

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