Wednesday, January 27, 2010

If you've Never Watched Bollywood Movies...

... here's a four minute crash-course from the dynamite BBC series, Goodness Gracious Me.

I've had the 'pleasure' of meeting some Chunky Lafunga Bollywood actor types. They really are like that.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Around this time of year I always start getting painfully nostalgic for the Home Country. I can tell myself as much as I want that there were reasons we left, very good reasons, that my life is so much better etc. etc. etc. and all of that is true.

But you still miss the place you grew up, however good or bad, and time has a funny way of accentuating only the good memories. You're left with memories of places that in your mind are more beautiful than they actually are, tastes that were more delicious than they actually were, seasons that were more gentle than they actually were, people that were nicer than they actually were.

In effect, you pine for a place that doesn't exist any more, because it never existed in the first place.

So this is going to be a bit of a boring post, with some of my favourite songs from the Homeland from the best of the best - Junoon.

Friday, January 22, 2010

Friday Bollywood Beatbox!

It's been a while so let's take it slowly and get into the spirit of things with this smoldering love song from the movie Dil Se, with a naff video. Sorry about that!

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Oh, No Baby!

Happy New Year, honey pots! Hope you all had a happy and healthy start to the new year. I saw the new year in away from Athens in our country shack. Most Greek families have a place in the country to retreat to - a throwback from times when holidays abroad were too expensive.

We had fancy honeymoon plans for the two weeks we had taken off, like Cuba or Brazil. But in the end, being so tired and run down from stress, we packed off to our country shack where we hung out with the sea urchins and the sheep for two weeks. It was grand. On new year's eve an old couple, family friends, invited us over for dinner.

We went expecting a quiet evening. Don't be fooled even by little old couples in Greece. Those two had a sleight of hand technique of topping up my glass with so much all-too-easy-to-drink home made wine that I went home buzzing, and when I woke up I was still drunk until around 2 pm the following day.

The one thing everyone, and I mean everyone said when wishing us a happy new year was "And a baby!" Several even went as far as saying "Don't tire yourself in your condition!" to which I would think "Wow! How does this lady know I'm on my period! How considerate of her to... oh. You mean the OTHER condition. The opposite of this one."

As it stands me and Mr Zeus are the only recently married couple still without lump or bump. The issue is two-fold. First, we have no where to put our shoes so where would we fit in a baby? Second, this time last year I was so desperate for a baby that in order to drag myself away from thoughts of baby-snatching and unsolicited attacks on Mr Zeus, I brainwashed myself into cooling off the baby idea.

Unfortunately for me I'm a little too good at brainwashing myself. I overshot the target and now I don't want a baby at all, which has crossed with Mr Zeus starting to come round to the idea. I foresee battles ahead. And don't tell me how fabulous it all is because you're preaching to the converted. And then unconverted.

I currently know five friends who are expecting. Lately as soon as a female friend says she has news, I automatically know what it's going to be. Which is fantastic, but I only have one simple request.

There was a period when I went nuts bidding on yarns on ebay and for the first time I won every bid. Sadly, all this yarn is in shades of pink. So PLEASE!!! Help me use it up and have baby girls!!


Friday, January 15, 2010

Junk in the trunk

I've been getting so much useful information on my blog lately via comments. I am now rich beyond my wildest dreams! Want to know how I did it? With a cucumber and one single click! Then, tired of being a skinny nerd, I was able to buy a ton of V**I$#^A*^&G**R##A online and my penis is now gigantic and rock hard and She is Begging Me for mOre each nite.

Further to that, I became throughly eloquent but for as in the great pickle went mountain cheese oh my said lilian.

Spammers. FUCK OFF!!!!!!