Ok, so sadly I am limping out of this challenge. It has done me in. I'm tired. I have nowt left to write about for a while. ESPECIALLY stuff beginning with Z. NOTHING begins with Z. Really. Nowt. Looking back on this challenge... I have rhymed until I could rhyme no more: c is for coffee, t is for tea. I have considered breaking a bone: x is for x-ray. I have ear-wigged: i is for inquisitive. I have stressed over body parts: b is for bottom. I have re-lived some old times, good and bad: p is for prodigy, g is for gecko, v is for valuable. I have made a bit ...
Y is for Yellow
And what a yellow... Sadly, not my yellow. ...
X is for…apologies in advance.
Ok, so we all knew this day was coming. The day I had to write a post about something beginning with X. In my despair I took to my facebook page and, as is often the case with these matters, twitter for help. Urban Vox was first to my aid with xylophones. Then X-factor...I don't really watch X-factor though and Babberblog pleaded for me not to do this. He suggested Xanax or the roman numeral for ten. Yep am still struggling here. Posh Totty came up with X-ray. Hmmm... Hmmmm again...Posh Totty was a little kinder Greenfroggyfae then ...
W is for…well it had to be really!
Please excuse me while I have a mummy moment... W is for my wonderful, wiggly, occasionally wicked but wondrous W. ...
V is for Valuable
Several years ago Mr B and I spent two years living in Cardiff, and later Bristol, but working weekends in Dublin. This basically involved flying over to Ireland every Friday afternoon and returning home in the early hours of Tuesday morning. We loved it. We loved the job, the people, our little Dublin flat, and also the fact that we had the rest of the week off together. However, sadly, one November we returned home on a Tuesday to our house in Bristol to discover we had been burgled. The really sad thing was that it also just happened to be Mr B’s birthday. In our absence some ...
U is for Underground
As some of you will know the 2012 Cybher conference is fast approaching, and I will be attending, YAY. Although very excited at the prospect of meeting all you lovely bloggers I am also quite scared. Not just about meeting you all. But about getting there. I have a ridiculous fear of the London underground. Mainly because EVERYONE knows ALL the thieves, robbers and pickpockets live there. Don't they? I have always had this crazy fear of the underground as am totally convinced some, if not all, of the following will occur. 1. I will be thieved-from/robbed/pick-pocketed. 2. ...
T is for TEA
I need you in the morning, To stir me from my bed. I need you in the evening, Before I rest my head. I need you when I get to work, Or simply cannot start. I need you when I've had a shock, To calm my racing heart. I fear if there's a shortage, I simply will not cope. My friend, My rock, My daily fuel. My little mug of hope. I really need to stop writing odes to beverages. This is becoming a habit. ...
S is for ‘Saturday is Caption Day’: 21/04/12
It is the beginning of the weekend folks. Let's start with a giggle. Mammasaurus is on the loose and is looking for some caption-action so please leave me yours in the comments below. To check out the rest head on over to the marvellous Mammasaurus' via the magic button. And by some blogging miracle S coincided with Saturday, PHEW, so I am linking this up with the A-Z bloggers challenge. It is going up slightly earlier than planed though due to BlogCamp 2012. ...
R is for Robocall
Now as my regular readers know this here blogging challenge has been a little tricky at times. So much so that for J is for...I had to resort to browsing the dictionary. In doing so though I came across some fabulous new dictionary entries from the last few years. Here are my top five. 1. Robocall: a telephone call from an automated source that delivers a pre-recorded message to a large number of people. 2. Tweetup: a meeting organised by means of posts on twitter. 3. Frenemy: a person with whom one is friendly despite a fundamental dislike or rivalry. 4. Cheeseball: lacking ...
#ISpy: I spy with my little eye something beginning with Q
*Shrieks* NOTHING begins with Q...except Quidditch. Perhaps I could take a photo of a Quidditch stick...if they were real....AAAAARRRGH! Why did I pick Q? *Tears hair out* Well, actually I know why. So that I could link this up with today's A-Z bloggers challenge which just happens today to be Q. It was SUPPOSED to make life easier. Dammit. This is all I've got folks but it is SOOOO easy. First one to link up can choose next week's letter...but DO NOT pick Z. Well, you can if you want to. If you managed to find ANYTHING beginning with Q please take a quick snap and linky on up ...