And then…..

…..I was involved in a head on collision. Of course I was. What could be more fitting given the unsavoury nature of 2018 thus far? It is okay, I am fine. I was being transported in a Land Rover Defender – imagine me, perched up high in the passenger seat, knees together, with gloved hands neatly resting on my handbag. My eyes widened on impact, and my barely there eyebrow arched for the occasion. I might have screamed a little as well. I tell a lie, there was much screaming and sobbing – after all, I was about to miss a much-needed hair appointment.

With whom did I collide? A Yodel delivery van. It is that time of year when white vans go into overdrive, and speed around country lanes trying to deliver Christmas in time for…er… Christmas. Obviously I am still in a state of shock, but I am incredibly grateful that I wasn’t in the car, it is only a fluke that I was in the Land Rover instead.

So, my lovelies, be careful out there, you never know what’s around the next corner.

What Fresh Hell is This????????

Why is there a snake hissing in my head??? Why??? I kid you not. I now have tinnitus. Deep joy. I think I’ve had it on and off for some time, but the volume has ramped up and has become intrusive. It is a constant high-pitched hiss. Naturally I have been to see my GP. Naturally I have rummaged around on the Internet and put the fear of God into myself. The sad thing is that I had a relatively good day yesterday, i.e, the hiss didn’t drown out Strictly Come Dancing, but today the hiss is back with vengeance. AAAARRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!

I will cut down on sugar and eat nuts and try to keep calm. I will listen to more music. I will sing, as singing seems to help. Maybe I will post more on my blog just to moan about it. My GP seems to be of the mind that it is stress related and I am to be referred somewhere. Nobody knows for sure what causes tinnitus… or alopecia of the eyebrows come to that, but I will keep you all updated on this thrilling new adventure.

God, this is awful, and has taken the shine-off winning The Freakin’ Green Elf Shorts!!!! Yes, I won, I won, I won!!!!!!!!! Thank you Rimpy!!! Expect a competition around Christmas/New Year.

Here is a tune. I am playing it on my laptop, which has very tinny acoustics and drowns out the hiss.

P.S For Savvy: Did my envelope ever arrive??? I have a horrible feeling it is lost due to me not putting enough postage on it. Hopefully it will arrive soon. I will send you a picture of it so that you can check that I got the address right.

My Top Ten….

Meme Alert!!!!!!! I interrupt my hectic blogging schedule to bring you my Top Ten favourite albums. EVER.
I’ve done this list from memory and they are the albums I remember playing until other people complained about the repetition and started shouting at me to: PLEASE CHANGE THE **$$$***£$$* RECORD!

1. Tears for Fears – Songs from the Big Chair [1985] Vinyl [given to me by my first proper boyfriend] – my favourite track: Head Over Heels

2. Oasis – (What’s the Story?) Morning Glory [1995] CD, fav track: Wonderwall

3. Tears for Fears – The Hurting [1983] Vinyl, fav track: Watch Me Bleed

4. OMD – Architecture and Morality [1981] Vinyl, fav track: Souvenir

5. Amy Winehouse – Back to Black [2006] CD

6. David Bowie – Hunky Dory [1971] Vinyl [Actually belonged to my sister], fav track: Life On Mars

7. INXS – Kick [1987] Cassette [stolen along with the car], fav track: Never Tear Us Apart

8. The Psychedelic Furs – Midnight to Midnight [1987] Vinyl, fav track: All of the Law

9. The Psychedelic Furs – Forever Now [1982] Vinyl, fav track: Love My Way

10. New Order – Substance 1987 [1987] Vinyl, fav track: True Faith

Thank you Jon, Mr Devine, and Savvy for the meme. I’m now going to wallow in nostalgia and pontificate as to why streaming is just not the same as buying a bit of vinyl…

All Quiet…..

Sshhhhhh….. all the bloggers are sleeping, except for dear Jon – who is entertaining me with Blue Peter presenters and Postmodern Jukebox vibes, and lovely Mr Swings – who likes to share his dinners. It is quiet out there.

And what do I have to offer? Insightful views on Brexit? Non. My opinion on bralets? Oui, trés bon. Gilding antics? Yes!

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Finally…something on its way to Savannah.

Tiny bears? Yes, I have tiny bears!!

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Here’s one I made earlier….

And, I have a big blue autumnal sky over Devon….

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Big sky….

I will finish with a random comment left on a vintage Scarlet Blue post back in 2011.

So glad the knickers will be clean.
I remember being quite taken by the Borg, especially at Wimbledon in the late 70s.

More Sharing…. [Also known as: The time when Scarlet overshared]

Yes, I am in ultra-share mode!! I apologise for the following pictures, I will remove them soon as, and I rarely take selfies, BUT, I seem to be a rare creature who actually looks better in colour than in black and white!!! The black and white filter does not suit me [sob].
I also apologise for the moth-eaten cardy, I call it my dog-cardy and I promise that I NEVER wear it outside the house. And the background…. well, when I took the pic I didn’t intend to publish it on the blog. And my hair was damp. And my eyebrows are mostly drawn in, though they have grown back a bit.
Anyhow, to destroy all mystique, this is me. Hello.

Normal service will be resumed soonish, i.e. one post every five months, and I shall throw a heavy blanket over this ghastly episode, which in future posts will be referred to as: The time when Scarlet overshared.

Sharing…..

How snotty does this line sound:-

…..actually I do write every day, but I choose not to share.

How rude!!! [It is from my previous post] I did not intend to be rude. Or snotty. Or anything in particular. We all choose what we share, usually the best bits, but today I am going to show you that you’re not missing anything exciting from me by sharing a page from my journal. ‘Journal’ makes it sound like I am penning intense, thoughtful thoughts; that I am secretly being philosophical; that I am sat beneath a willow tree on a summer’s day wearing a billowing white frock, and seeking inspiration from cloud formations. I am not. I am instead recording that I had fish finger sandwiches for tea….

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Sharing….

….or Codfanglers, as Mistress Maddie would call them. Also worth noting is that when left to my own devices I spell ‘recommend’ quite differently to how I do when I’m typing, there may have been an ‘a’ in there somewhere. It was early, whatever.

In my next post I will be bringing you my notes from a visit to an art gallery; a shopping list; and an example of extreme fandom – all in the interests of sharing. Bet you can’t wait.