Tediously linked happenings.



A piece of cake I dropped on the floor that I gave to Ellen*

    As I'm sure you know, Ellen is in love with Matt Smith so I saved her his face from my sister's birthday cake. She turned 4 on Saturday and when the time came to take her to see the 'vast selection' of cakes in ASDA, she ignored all the typical girly flowery nonsense, didn't even glance at the strangely cheerful face of Hannah Montana but darted straight to the lure of Matt Smith (or as she likes to call him"The Ugly Doctor". Anyway we grabbed it because there was this boy approaching behind us who wanted it and ours was the last one left.
   My sister is a bit of a geek-she even chose Mario and Luigi party plates and serviettes because her favourite game on the DS (that she can work better than me) is Mario Kart. Other presents she asked for that cool-big-sis bought for her were a 'Thomas the Tank Engine' playset and Harry Potter lego. I made a comment to my mum "she's such a toyboy" " a what?" "a toyboy :D " "you mean tomboy!" "...yes."
   Here's an intellectual Idiom for you-I was walking home (this time not accidently following a 12-year-old) and I walked past this gate that was clearly shut and locked. This bloke cycled up to the gate on his bike and then stopped when he realised it was shut, he looked at me, I looked at him thinking any moment now he would turn back round in embarrassment. He looks at me and then pretends he has the key to the gate and makes rattling sounds with the locks hoping I would hurry up and pass by. A couple of seconds later I look back round to see if he really did have this imaginary key, but insead he was trying to squeeze the bike through the railings.