Clear as mud

What follows is a list of instructions that came with a little doodad I bought to play my MP3 player in my car. The gadget itself is simplicity personified. However, I think with the instructions something was ‘lost in translation’ as they say! What follows is an exact copy of the text, including spelling…

INSTRUCTONS:
1. Check if the conect postrtion (side or front entry) if it is, skip to point5.
2. If not,remove the cover of this Adaptor by loosening the screws with a coin.
3. Reposition the cord to the desirded position (top.middle or button)
4. Replace the cover and screws.
5. Insert this Adaptor plug into the LINE OUT jack (or AUX OUT jack) of your CDPlayer
6. Tum on your cassette play and insert this Adaptor
7. Press PLAY on your CD player and adjust the CD player volume.
8. When done, aject this Adapior like any casserre.

I used to be indecisive but now I’m not so sure..

Apologies to any regular visitors for the frequent changes of design on here..I’m still fiddling! I had gone for a dark theme, but someone said they had trouble reading white text on a black background, so now I’ve gone for something plain and simple…for now anyway!

Yes We Can

Yes I do! Shame the UK and the rest of the World don’t get a chance to vote for him though! Come on America..do the right thing in November!

A Long Dark Knight

I don’t know what it is about Batman that fascinates me, but I’ve been a fan of the old Caped Crusader in his many forms since I was a kid. Maybe it goes back to the time during my happy childhood that I spent with my parents and grandparents when I had a Batman Kite. The kite was great..it flew like Batman, it had a great picture of Batman on it…it almost led me over the edge of a cliff like Batman! So fixated was I with this kite that when it escaped my grubby paws one windy day I chased after it like my life depended on it to the extent I didn’t notice the 50 foot drop below until the last minute. Oh well..the perils of superhero crimefighting.
Anyway, back to the present. Today I saw The Dark Knight and it didn’t disappoint. Batman Begins reshaped the whole Batman genre to the way it should be, taking it away from the camp theatrics of the 1960s TV series (which seemed great at the time!) and the hit and miss Batman films of recent years (the original Batman film starring Michael Keaton being the best of the bunch).
Batman Begins and The Dark Knight represent Batman the way I like him best..dark, tormented and serious. This is no camp Bruce Wayne mincing about with his pants over his tights. This is kick arse stuff, beautifully made, with a stunning story, photography and soundtrack. There is something about this version of Batman that inspires those of us who want to do right and fight the scumbags of this world, but who have our hands tied. Maybe one day our own Batman will come along, but until then I’ll just cling onto the vision I have of my Batman kite vanishing over the edge of a cliff..and try to do the best I can.

Don’t forget your toothbrush!

As I’m so organised (I get it from my mother!) I’ve just been helping a friend of mine (who is a bit scatty) with reminders about what to pack for her holiday.
I thought I’d publish my list on here in case it is of any use to anyone else (some of it may not be relevant to some of you!). Any other contributions welcome!
Things you MUST remember or you are f*cked!:
Passport
Money
Credit cards
Travellers cheques
Insurance docs
Plane tickets
Mobile phone
Driving license/documentation
Phone Charger

Things that are fairly useful!
MP3 player
Umbrella
Books/Mags
Fags
Lighter (You may carry one disposable butane-fuelled lighter on your person according to BAA site!)
Tampons
Note book
Torch
Chewing gum
Perfume Sweets
Photocopies of all important documents/tickets
Address book (postcards!)
List of events/birthdays while away
Address labels with full address for cases to put INSIDE
Name/destination labels for outside of cases
Plastic bags for wrapping creams, leakable/dirty items in cases
Sewing kit
Camera
Games
Cards
Notepads
Pens
ID of some kind
Ear plugs (plane)
Guide book
Phrasebook
Books
Travel alarm
Sun glasses

Foreign electric adaptor plug
Hair Dryer

Clothing:
Shoes
Sandals
Jackets
Trainers
Knickers/skimpy thongs

Swimsuit

Towels
Socks
Bras Tops/T-shirts etc

Jimjams
Bling!

Swimming things
Hats
Bathroom/Medication etc
Elastoplasts

Condoms
Shampoo
Toothpaste
Tooth Brushes
Mouthwash

Floss
suntan cream/aftersun
makeup
soap
Comb/brushes
Deoderant
Tweezers
Razor
Medication

Talc

Hair spray

Cotton Wool

Anti-septicCream for insect bites
Insect repellent
Travel sickness pills

Don’t Barrack Obama!

While half of you ruminate over whether I have made a spelling mistake of the good Senator’s name, a third of you say ‘who Obama?’ and a quarter of you wonder why I am so poor with fractions, I would just like to have a quick moan about a silly tart who I saw on TV today without going off on an overly-waffly political rant. When questioned about the visit to the UK of the junior United States Senator from Illinois, the woman gazed blankly at the camera and said something along the lines of “well frankly I have absoloutely no interest in him” or words to that effect. Well love, put your Bingo card and fag down for a sec and think about this..this guy is probably the best hope for world peace that we have right now, and will have for a long time, so you had better be hoping he beats John McCain (OK, I’m giving him a link too to be fair!) or you can kiss your nights out with the local purple rinse brigade goodbye along with your flabby arse.

The Bitch is Back!

OK, I know I’ve made more comebacks than Status Quo, but as one of the earliest bloggers I still find myself, sitting on the loo, or picking my nose in a traffic jam somewhere thinking ‘oh god that annoys me I must blog about it’ then realising I don’t HAVE a blog any more! You won’t find anything earth shattering on here..just the ramblings of a 40-something English woman who works in ‘Law Enforcement’ (as the Yanks would say) and sometime despairs at the world and the way the country is going down the toilet. Any opinions I express on here are my own, and anyway you don’t know who I work for anyway, so there.