Looky Likey

Is it my imagination, or does Euan Blair look like Kate Winslet?

Euan

Kate

Ad-ing up

I think it's great that Dove use 'real' women for their advertising, but is it only me that feels slightly uncomfortable about the way they have them frolicking and hugging each other in their underwear? Perhaps it is just me... But somehow it reminds me of the almost-soft-porn shower scene in Porky's. Hmm...

Anyway, despite their good intentions, it won't drive me to buy Dove products.

What's a bit ironic is that Marks and Spencer are apparently enjoying their most popular ad campaign for years, and they are using famously skinny models whose figures most of us could never hope to emulate. They make Twiggy look podgy!

Other adverts that put me off their products are Frosties (of course - does anyone like that ad?!), something that tells me I need a whole new way to fragrance my home (3volution, apparently, because my nose stops smelling one smell, so I need a different smell every 45 minutes) and the one where Davina McCall is talking to her mum about colouring her hair.

Oh, and while I'm here, does anyone know why everyone in the Clover ad is crying? That really bugs me! What's the matter with them all?

But to finish on a positive note, I absolutely love, love, love the Vauxhall Astra 'Don't Rain on my Parade' campaign. Every time that comes on, I stop and watch it. If I was buying a car right now, I'd buy a Vauxhall Astra. Really, I would! Or I might just buy a Bobby Darin CD...

Who's the Daddy?

Gah! It's Daddy-Long-Legs Time!

I'm not a great fan of insects and/or bugs generally, but the ones I hate the mostest are daddy-long-legs. They freak me out with their unpredictable flying patterns and wibbly-wobbly body parts.

Oh - I'm not talking about the spider, though. I'm talking about crane flies.

Eurgh!

You ain't seen nothing 'til you've seen the Millennium Falcon with a false moustache

It's Saturday and I have no plans. There's nothing that I have to do. Don't get me wrong, I have plenty to do (always!), but I have no commitments. Thomas is playing Lego Star Wars II (Best game ever!) on the PS2. So, I thought I'd post a blog.

Random things that have been going through my mind as I sit here drinking tea:-

1) Isn't it terrible that the only thing I have in the house that Thomas will eat for breakfast is a KitKat?
2) There is a soot stain on my wall from my lovely Muji Green Tea and Citrus scented candle. No doubt Kim and Aggie would have a splendid way of getting rid of it.
3) My Google Toolbar has updated itself and now, when I begin to type in something for a search, it tries to read my mind and tell me what I want to say.
4) My spider situation.
5) The fact that Thomas has been told by his teacher that he is not allowed to read the Agatha Christie book he started because it is too grown up and might contain 'language'. There is obviously a new updated version of Miss Marple that I hadn't heard about - more Catherine Tate than Joan Hickson.
6) The excited anticipation of a new Ikea catalogue is never quite matched by the experience of flicking through it.
7) Blogger doesn't seem too happy about numbered lists.
8) Rather than while away the rest of the weekend, I really should make a list of things I will do. Which calls for a sub-list to this list...

a) Print and frame my pictures of Paris - something I've been meaning to do
since, well, since I got back from Paris at the beginning of January.

b) Hang all my framed pictures that have been sitting around for a very long time indeed.

c) Clean out and re-stock my poor neglected fish tank.

d) Wash the filter thing on my Dyson that I only discovered last week, despite owning the thing for about 10 years.

e) Take all the old bedding to the rubbish dump - it has been filling up
the boot of my car for longer than I care to admit.

f) Now that there will be space in the car, go grocery shopping so I have food for more than just a day at a time.

Sounds like a plan, then. I'll make a start on all of that, just as soon as I've had another cup of tea.

Like Rear Window, but it's at the front and I don't have a telephoto lens

While I've been waiting for inspiration to strike, I've been gazing out of my window onto the busy street beyond. I have seen:-

• A man delivering glass to the replacement window company opposite. For a split second, with the light at the right angle, he looked like a mime pretending to deliver glass. I'll keep looking in case they have to carry a big pane between two of them. Like in a Keystone Cops film or something...
• An ambulance
• A horsebox
• A man looking like he's rambling, with a rucksack and a small stick (Addlestone High Street is hardly the Yorkshire Dales...)
• A small young woman on a bike, wearing a large pair of black gloves
• A car with 'Dentfix' written on the side - sounds like false teeth adhesive (which is an odd thing to advertise on the side of the car), but it's actually a company that fixes dents on cars. That's a lot less interesting...

Things I haven't seen:-

• Raymond Burr
• Grace Kelly
• A dog

I'm supposed to be working, but I'm writing a blog instead. Except that I'm actually gazing out of the window. See how my procrastination has reached such sophisticated levels?!

See, this is what happens when I feel I should write something just because I haven't written anything for a while. Next time I'm definitely waiting until I have something to say.