Barack, pronounced “BUH-ruhtsk”, is a type of Hungarian brandy (Palinka) made of (or flavoured with) apricots.

And so it has happened: Barack Obama is to become the 44th President of the United States of America. I am pleased to say that I watched the results unfold, in Top Bar at the University of Essex, and have to say that I am pleased as punch with the result. Not necessarily because of his political affiliation, I have never really been one for politics in that sense, because I do not know where I stand on the political spectrum, be it left, right or middle. I think it’s a momentous occasion, and I think it’s important for America that they have finally been able to elect a black president. In my sociology classes last year we talked a lot about racism and how it seems to be ingrained in the US, but that people often forget that the US is a young country, and still has much to learn. To know that a country that practiced segregation 40 something years ago has had the balls to elect a black man to run their country is something I think they should be proud of. Obviously there are a lot of Americans who didn’t want Obama as their leader, and I am sure we will hear a lot from those people over the next four years. But tonight I think they can celebrate.

I am just about to watch his victory speech, as soon as I can get my rubbish television to work!


Toronto was a Canadian rock band from the late seventies and early eighties who have been compared to Heart and Pat Benetar.

This is just a quick post to say that I had the most amazing time on holiday in Canada. I am having a really hard time dealing with being back, aside from the fact that I wanted to see all the people that I love very much again, and I don’t want to spend long extended periods of time away from them. I can barely bring myself to mention the holiday, because of the feelings that it incites in me! A general longing for all things Canadian, and a monstrous urge to jump on the next plane and spend another couple of weeks with Ma Cortese!

Fly Me To The Moon

Fly Me to the Moon” is a pop standard song written by Bart Howard in 1954.

I realised today that I last posted here on 13th July, which is almost two months ago. I feel bad that I have neglected my readers in such a haphazard way, and must immediately apologise for this.

Of course, my readership is limited to three people, at least that I know of. I learnt recently of an additional person who reads this, other than Anna and Vicky, and must say that I was pleasantly surprised! Although now I feel a certain amount of pressure to perform! With Anna and V I know that they find most of what I say interesting, but I am fairly sure that is not the case with anyone else!

I am writing this blog without a title, as I can’t think of one. I was going to have one that related to a wedding, because I recently attended a very important one (more on that shortly), but I couldn’t think of anything good enough for a title. I am silly enough to want a title that refers to the subject matter of the post without being too explicit, I prefer for it to be a little cryptic. I also considered some sort of ABBA reference, as I am slightly obsessed at the moment with all things ABBA, having seen Mamma Mia! twice in recent weeks. But I couldn’t think of anything cryptic enough – every song title in Wikipedia seems to refer directly to the song and not to another subject. Although…I may have just had a thought. We’ll see. OK, so I have just thought of one, completely unrelated to ABBA.

So, the wedding. My brother Matthew married his fiancée Kelly just over 2 weeks ago. The wedding took place in Leicestershire, which is where Kelly is from, and it was the most amazing day. I was a bridesmaid, I wore a turquoise dress from Debenhams, and it was a lovely dress (if a little low cut). And their first dance was to ‘Fly Me to the Moon’ (Hence the blog title). Kelly looked amazing, and I cried throughout most of the ceremony (as I tend to do at weddings). It was really a lovely day, and I wish we could do it again! But, we can’t! I can’t help feeling, although it hasn’t actually been said, that there is a sense of ‘Jane’s next’ on the wedding front. Needless to say that this isn’t going to happen any time soon! Actually I think Abbie is likely to beat me down the aisle! I do keep thinking about potential themes for my hen night though. My current favourite is 1970s/ABBA…

…Which segues quite nicely into my next topic for discussion – Mamma Mia. I went to see it for the second time last night, and I love it! I would probably go and watch it again! The storyline is good, although somewhat predictable, but the way they fit the music into the film is brilliant. There wasn’t a song used that I didn’t enjoy, even though I didn’t know all of them. I put Kim’s ABBA Gold CD onto my iPod as soon as possible, and then my wonderful boyfriend bought me the film soundtrack, which I love.

So, this blog turned out a lot longer than I intended. Sorry to anyone reading it who got bored!


Florence (or Firenze, Florentina and Fiorenza) is the capital city of the Italian region of Tuscany, and of the province of Florence. (Wikipedia)

This perfect example of gorgeousness is my new baby niece, Florence. She was born last week, on 9th July, and she is just perfect! I went to see her for the second time today and got to have a really long cuddle with her. I do feel sorry for Lyla though, it must be strange for her because at least with older children you can explain that a baby is coming and get them prepared, but with Lyla, her mum just went away for a couple of days, and now there’s this new baby in the room that everyone is cooing over and wanting to cuddle! So I made sure that I went straight to Lyla when I went into the room, because I don’t want her to think that I don’t love her anymore! Florence was a much bigger baby than Lyla, and she is completely different in lots of ways, but they are both wonderfully gorgeous and I hope that they will grow up to be best of friends! I am glad for them that they have brothers and a sister each, and it’s nice that Lyla and Flo will be so close in age!

It was Sarah’s birthday party in the pub last night, and Abbie and I did some karaoke again – this time a song from High School Musical. It was truly awful! For some reason Abbie wanted to do it as a duet, instead of just singing it together, which meant that of course I was singing bits on my own! Which is a disaster, as anyone who has ever heard me sing will testify! In the end we just starting singing together, and it wasn’t too bad!

I am reading a really good book at the moment, called Thanks for the Memories, by Cecilia Ahern. It’s very good and I would definitely recommend it to anyone who likes chick lit with a bit of a twist! I can see it being made into a film, because it’s so good! It would nice if they set it in Ireland if they do make it, but I can’t see it happening!

Gray’s Anatomy

Henry Gray’s Anatomy of the Human Body (or Gray’s Anatomy as it has commonly been shortened) is an English-language human anatomy textbook widely regarded as a classic work on the subject. (Wikipedia)

As should be fairly obvious from the title of this blog, I am currently watching Grey’s Anatomy. (I have decided to make my titles more thematically relevant, rather than just choosing random subjects from Wikipedia) I am watching Series 4 on Youtube, as some fantastic American person has uploaded every episode! They are in about 5 parts, as there is obviously a limit to the length of the clip you can upload, and I should imagine it’s completely illegal, but Vicky told me about it the other day and I thought I’d get watching before Youtube decide to remove them! It is very exciting, as it hasn’t been shown on British television yet, and when it is it will be on Living first, before Channel 5, and that will be months. So I am doing it this way! And then I will be totally up to date with America, as the new series won’t start until September, and hopefully, this wonderful person on Youtube will put the episodes on there as and when they are shown.

I am again displaying my amazingly interesting life by getting so excited about a television programme aren’t I? Oh well!

Finally, a quick note to say that it won’t be long until Florence is born. I believe she is due on 11th July, which is in 12 days, but apparently she has been engaged for a while so she might come out sooner! Yay! A new niece to add to the two I already have!