Food, mostly, and stupid things my Mother has said

Ok so I got to Minehead yesterday: yaaay! i can’t be bothered with paragraphs so:

I am pleased to be here because: lentils/chickpeas/brown bread/yoghurt: i have missed you so.

I found a sweets shop today and bought Picnic eggs and Jelly belly Beans. Yum. I also am extremely excited about the enormous variety of tic tacs and Green&Black’s Chocolate in England.. and I brought some Vegemite. <3 I love vegemite. I could live off vegemite. I could write a song about it. sigh <3

So. I will tell you where I am, who with, how, etc.

Packed up all my crap yesterday at D&R’s, said untearful, restrained goodbye to Rob and Ed and Beth (the kiddies) and got dropped at train station by Dan. Glad that’s over. Not that thewy weren’t nice, it was just.. very impersonal, slighly neurotic, way too tidy..

Dragged 30kg of stuff through London underground and train stations.People are so NICE on the Underground, so unexpectedly nice, because it’s so cramped and horrid that people seem to make up for it, and people will offer you seats, and volunteer to help you with bags, point you in the right direction, and you never even have to ask. It’s it’s… phenomonal. (there was this young trendy preacher dude at the youth group I used to attend as a teen, and he said Phenomonal A LOT. like every second sentence. About god, and stuff. PUt me off the word phenomonal somewhat) And people smile, ask politely for the newspaper under your bum. It’s like they all just KNOW it’s horrid and try to make it bearable for each other by being pleasant. Of course you never talk to other people you don’t know, except to be polite.

 Didn’t miss any trains, by some miracle. I think Coaches are the most troublesome of the lot really. I intend to avoid them. Met a funny, rather dishy guy at the bus shelter at Tanton (last bit to Minehead) who i exchanged smalltalk with. Don’t particularly remember what about.

So I am living with Liz and Will, Joy’s relatives (Liz is Joy’s cousin) which is super cool ’cause Bob and Mary (Joy’s parents)might visit at some point, and I think they’re great. They roam the world for a job. super!! I have my own little room in the second story of the house, it has a little sink and a little double bed and there are lots of floral-y things which make me happy, i am going to pick flowers and put them in jam jars on the windowsill. I’ve never had a windowsill before. I was deprived as a child, locked away in flowerless, windowless (windowsillless) rooms. Okay Mum probably won’t let me get away with that. But we had one of those modern houses where windows were doors too and went all the way to the floor. So I had no windowsills. ANYWAY, i do now. So Liz is great, aka. Father Liz. Always making tea, or coffee, which makes me happy, as I am a serial caffiene consumer. Says pants to things she doesn’t like. Found a catapillar in the garden today, was shocked, and thought it was ’some sort of snakey-sluggy-poisonous thing with EYES’ (it was one of those ones with FAKE EYES to scare predators, I was delighted, I am a butterfly enthusiast, I so wanted to look it up in my big encyclopedia of butterflies), instructed me to give a coriander plant a ‘pep talk’, and thinks raw green peas are poisonous. THe only other person home at the mo is Tom, a lovely 11-year old ( I was here for his birthday) who talk about soccer and eats like it’s some sort of competitive sport. Watching him eat curry tonight was amazing, just intense shovelling with huffing and puffing in between and sloshes of water periodically. He also goes to the toilet on the dot at something like 5.45 every day. THat’s all I know about Tom really.

THere is an alley behind the house, and heading towards the Co-op supermarket, I walk past this house that seems to be house to a thousand children. Screaming and yelling in this big rope enclosure. It was 6 in the evening or so, it can’t have been a nursery.. I am perplexed. I will keep you updated.

Right now I am shopping for a camera , it is a confusing camera world, I am lost. http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/registry/wishlist/ref=sv__0/202-0888308-4235006 

I have wish-listed these, take a look, help me find something good. Appreciate any wisdom. Yeah, I’ve also wishlisted other stuff, you may choose to take a hint and buy me a present, or you might ignore it. Good things come to those who buy presents. Just you wait and see.

I am loving all these funny emails I get now.

Mum: ”does she WANT to be a little autistic maybe? Is it the new cool?!!”

        ”AND i bought you some vegemite!  I thought you could buy it in a tube, kinda like toothpaste.” -imagine brushing your teeth with vegemite. giggle. mmmmm

        ”Actually i just remembered, think we did ok in the rowing, coupla medals anyway.  And one of those big samoan girls did ok at throwing things.”

I’ll leave, on that note.

August 21, 2008. Tags: , . Minehead Mayhem, Suitable for all audiences. 4 comments.