Where the wild kids are

THIS is the face of EVIL

So it's 7:45 am and I am sat in the garden because once again a daft pigeon has fallen down our chimney and knocked the gas pipe... hopefully the house won't explode but there is a deffinate leak (not a great idea to be using my laptop then :S) - but this has happened so many times now (twice, it's happened twice!) it's become a regular occurance so evacuating is kindof passe - I only grabbed my laptop this time; instead of grabbing four, essential, obese bags of my most precious possessions (my ice skates, clothes, sketchbook and various electrical things (I even remembered plugs! Who remember's to bring their phone charger out during an evacuation?? ... well I do obvz), and my friend's guitar that I'd been borrowing (so if he reads this I hope he knows I'm taking good care of it... even though I've had it for like 5 months, so technically I've stolen it)

Geez, I didn't even save my violins! (I have two, they're called Rosie and Florrie - don't laugh, I like naming inanimate objects).

Rosie was my first violin, which we'd been renting from my school the past 5 years then at the end of yr 11 I simply 'forgot' to give her back, so now she lives in my bedroom. And Florrie we bought when I was 14, as I insissted I was serious about playing the violin (I really wasn't...) she's been played twice (the second time I broke the G-string... ooh that sound's naughty ;) and since then she's lived a lonely existance in a green violin case on my mother's dresser.
But don't feel bad for her, she'll see daylight again... maybe.

Anyway whilst I'm here I'll tell you about my day yesterday (because it was pretty epic... probably in a 'you had to be there' way, but still...)

I had a picnic with my girlies - as we're trying to embrace the good weather while it lasts ;D well this is England - if we have too much fun we might scare it away :O
Which once again, meant I was putting my cwk off... ah well, they're just letters on a piece of paper, it doesn't really matter if I suceed in my dream to become a busker ;)

So we were strolling through the park listening to the meoldies of Marina & the Diamonds and New Young Pony Club on Toby's i-stero ('cuz we're cool like that)....I'm dressed as (what can only be described as) "indie kid, meets madeline, taking on a morris dancer"

but eventually we get down to the river and feel a bit happy-snappy :)

Then we end up in this under-growth of tree's so we decide to take some more pictures... we climb up onto this tree branch (here it comes...) I put the camera on timer, run over and the jump up, all of a sudden we hear an almighty "CRRRRRRK" and the branch breaks. I jump off in time, but dear Jazz does (what can only be described as) a backward sommersault and lands flat out in a pile of leaves with her legs waving around in the air. We were hysterical for agess!
What's even more immense is that we have a photo of this, but I won't post it here, cuz I'm nice and won't embarrass her like that... I'll just post it on facebook instead ;D (ilu Jazz, still very sorry I broke the tree!)

Oooh good news! One hour later and the gas leak is fixed. I can go back inside (because for sunny weather, it's freezing out here!)


  1. Lornnnaaaa!! cool blog btw :P
    i remember the violins...or "machine guns"
    and that pigeon is creepy as hell!

  2. hehe thankyou :)
    yep, I'm a classic 1960s gangster ;)
    he was quite cute actually... eww, what am I saying?! I didn't even have to use zoom to take the photo, the lil' fella was posing for me (I think he was a little dosile tbh.)

  3. thank-you for your lovely comment! lucky you with getting the hat of your grandma! secondhand clothing is just so much better than the high street. i may buy a few pieces of lace and fabric so i can jazz up my hat so it looks different to everyone elses :)

    have a great weekend.
    love, jazzabelle. xxx