Ever wondered what happened to all your old films? You know, the ones you haven't watched for years, Babe, Spy Kids, Spy Kids II and of course the good old Disney Classics. Well, my good friend Megan and I wondered. 'Hey, let's watch all the disney films!!' Well, I have a lot of Disney films, we watched 3. But I watched two more today. We watched Little Mermaid, Alladin and naturally, The Lion King. When Mufasa dies..oh it gets me every time! *sniffle* And we sang along to all the songs, laughed and cried in all the right places. Oh we had a great time. Today I watched Beauty and the Beast, and Aristocats. You can't beat disney.Rowena - Be my guest xx
There's nothing like a good old barbecue. Guides have one every year. They have these little 'disposable' barbecues on little stands and you have one for each group of about four. Megan and I had one to ourselves because we're vegetarian and Elizabeth (small, annoying looks like a boy? No? You're lucky) had one to herself because no-one likes her (there are justified reasons).I had the common sense to defrost my 'Quorn Barbecue Sizzlers' (sausages) but Megan had other ideas, mind you, she did only have normal quorn sausages. It could make all the difference. The back of their packet read: 'cook from frozen' not considering the consequences of trying to barbecue frozen food items, Megan brought them with her, along with some quorn burgers (also frozen) The burgers were cooked when I was eating my second 'sizzler' but the solitary sausages sat solemly on one side of the barbecue (how's that for brilliant alliteration?!) and...did nothing, or at least very little. After a while, Elizabeth (aged about 7 or 8, or acts it) came over to gloat at the undercooked sausages (I had, by now, eaten all of mine) and I pointed out that, these were 'magic sausages' and that I intended to 'enchant' them. I continued, by waving my hand mysteriously over the barbecue, and singing 'Phra-bu Jee' a song we'd learnt in music at school by Ravi Shankar, pretending, much to Megan's amusement, that it was in fact, an ancient 'sausage-healing' ritual. The poor girl (actually, stupid idiot) believed me! Megan and I danced around the barbecue in a circle for several minutes, then tasted the sausages. They still weren't cooked, but you can't get food poisoning from vegetarian sausages, so we pretended that our magical enchantment had cooked them. When she left we put them back, and prodded them profusely with a spatula.Well that's it then.Make sure your sausages are cooked, sing to them in Indian.
Rowena xx
Mental test- Really easy but the now named 'tape lady' must be punished for all eternity.Paper 1- Not bad, but what the hell is factorisation? Not one person taking that paper had any idea what that is. And don't even get me started on tangents. Bloody hell.Paper 2- Meh. The population of wales has increased by 1/8 since 1957 apparrantly. But what is 1/8 of approximately 3 million? And what was the population of Wales in 1957? I'm not actually asking you, so if you're going to be clever and tell me then you can just bugger off.Meanwhile at my violin lesson...Playing all my usual scales and exam pieces etc. but in addition to this an interesting piece called 'Romance' It has a depressing sound to it that suggests that after the aforementioned 'romance', there was an unfortunate blender incident. Just thought you'd like to know. Perhaps you don't. Not that I give a damn.Live wild- eat pies (deep-fry for best results)Rowena xx
