"Sorry we're terribly busy"

we have currently managed to escape the friendlings to the highest point...sorrento. We have developed a  technique for this operation it consistes of a nod to eachother, getting up (bags already intact) and dashing to the stairs by blanking any question from them by replying "sorry we're terribly busy, can't talk now terribly busy" occompanied by overexagerated arm gestures (imagine a camp man, hitting a drum wired to his chest) and trying to attempt a hundred meter sprint with your knees fused together   ^^ sums up our friendship

 

2 weeks with the parents -.-

got up close to a sheep (living life on the edge)

long time no speak ... so basically i had to go to Ireland for two weeks with only the parentals SUCH FUN -.- but not such fun as this meant being dragged up mountains -.- long bike rides up hills (down hills is fine nay fun) -.-
I think the highlight was when our up hill bike ride was cut very short (to the end of the lane) because my Mum got knocked off her bike by on coming traffic (she didn't hurt herself its fine) but i heard her scream behind me "STUPID PRATS" which if you know my mum this is hilarious because she's really posh and never says things like that , she suddenly went all cockney like Ria.. But anyway it meant that i could go back to the house and watch 'Man Vs Food'  WIN ! he was taking on a giant steak, thrilling stuff.

Im deathly afraid of heights , knowing this information my mum thought it would be fun to climb to the top of a castle with no safety fence , some Irish guy reassured me by saying "(que Irish accent) o its fine las, there's a  deep lake surrounding the castle" fabulous.

It wasn't all bad... i got to watch lambs being born, and laugh at my Dad's disgustingness as he watched through his binoculars the lamb err coming out (Awkward). And you must admit the Irish Accent is the best...and it gave me the chance to perfect my own version of it. "There's more to Ireland den dis" The farmer next door thought this was insulting :/

Ellen x

Cinema-ing.

   Alright-y-y-yes I know. Yes it has been ages. But we have an excuse...alright we don't (perhaps Ellen's hideous green wallpaper put me off?) but here's a post so stop whinging!



Mmmmmmmmmmm!



   So I've finally been able to see The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel (like a millenia after Ellen) so I'm going to blog about it because nothing else of the slightest interest has happened to me recently-even the hosepipe ban makes better news than I.
   Basically I will reiterate what Ellen said previosuly-amazing, go see it! It's totally different to the other tripe being released as in it has a cast of cherished actors and actresses or more commonly known as old people.
   Speaking of which, I have a liking for Bill Nighy now. If Ellen was around, she'd make a snide remark about me chasing after old men. But what I mean is, he looks better with shorter hair that's all...aher.

   Other actors far too old for Ellen and I featured in 'she stoops to conquer' which was broadcast live from the Olivier Theatre in London. We really enjoyed it and felt that some good decent literature would counteract the rubbish we are usually exposed to.
   It had a plethora of ITV 'stars' such as that northern bloke from Benidorm and Becky from Coronation Street but what caught our attention were the two gentlemen you can see to the right. I think we've settled that Ellen can have the blue coated one and I'll have the yellow coated one-sorted.
 

The EXCELLENT exotic marigold hotel

<<< That was the awkward bit of the film where your the only one laughing, even the still is funny !

I was the only one in the cinema under the age of 49 (and awake the whole way through) i swear i could hear snoring behind me..... not that the film was boring, it was actually pure brilliance not in a "Saving private ryan" kinda way but more like "love actually".

There was some annoying woman sitting next to me who kept spoiling the film, for example "He's gonna die , i can tell he's gonna die...yeah deffinatley about to die...yeah he's dead , knew that was gonna happen" ..."WE F***** DIDNT" luckily i was eating popcorn and not minstrels because they could of caused serious damage to her face.

Each time i got to the cinema i always end up sitting next to this teacher from our school, i always butcher his name "Mr lycett lycese lycicle" lets just call him "cool moustache teacher"...
I thought Maggie Smith was brilliant (she reminded me of Ria) although she didn't have the same mysterious walk as Ria because she was in a wheel chair (i only wrote this because i know Ria's reading along as i type) ..
Anyway i like sleep so thats why i didn't go see Woman in Black with Ria ...but this film is recommended (and my mum said Bill Nighy is good looking in it) so BONUS !!
Ellen x

The Woman in Black

   So I took my Mum out for an early Birthday treat to see 'The Woman in Black".Having already seen the stage version which left me forgetting how to talk at a normal frequency after the amount of screaming and screeching I   underwent, I believed that the film would not live up to the 'scariness' of the play.
 

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh"

   "Was it scary?" "It wasn't scary it was more sort of jumpy..." Get Out! If you weren't scared by this film then you are probably an android from the planet Zog.
   But I must admit, what made me scream the most was the ticket prices at the Vue. (It's flipping extortionate.)
   And it has been speculated that Dan Rad can still not break free from the stereotype of the Harry Potter franchise. I chose the picture to the left because the woman in the window has a striking resemblance to Lord Voldermort. If they had changed the scream to a "Nyeeeeeeeeeeh" I would have been convinced.
   To be honest, it SHOULD NOT have been rated a 12A-there were young children coughing up blood! (In the film I mean, not the audience.)
   The ending was good and different to the play. Mum didn't seem to understand what happened, she didn't even seem phased by it all but she enjoyed it nonetheless.
   Go see it if you haven't already.It's really well made. I suppose this is a kind of review thing Ellen was on about in the previous blog but I'd have wrote this anyway! I'm anticipating something by her on that Hotel thing for OAPs in the near future.

Ria xx

lets spice up the blogs ? or no that sounds shite ?

So I put forward an idea to Ria today that we should edge up our blogs a bit "right...".. "I was thinking we should do film reviews" ...this is where another friend added that we should "upload them to youtube" ..."no" she still preceded on even though obviously we are not putting our ugly mugs on camera . This is why ---
1. No one would watch it
2. For some reason we always do weird voices at inappropriate times
3. Cyber bullying
4. I laugh when I'm nervous (so editing would drain our lives)
5. That would defy the idea of a blog !
6. Blog not Vlog !

anyway we are very critical so they will be completely honest :D ...Yes ...Excellent... We will begin promptly

Ellen x

living life in NEW YORK

Central park

Times Square 

Bubba Gumps has to be the best restaurant in the world , basically its Forrest Gump themed and (just because i love Forrest ) utterly amaazzziiinnggg !!! they have the original costumes and a gift shop :D Although the guy sitting next to me's burger was raw it still was pretty awesome. I had a cheese burger in case anyone was wondering. Even if mine was raw i wouldn't have it in me to tell the over happy high voiced waiter. I was sitting at a table with a few people i didn't know so i tried to act cool by attempting to tell jokes but i ended up looking like a twat , and some how my story spiralled into something about a dead fly...

I also looked strange accepting condoms of a stranger mistaking them for sweets, i didn't know where to pack them so i put them in a my purse (which was awks when i went to buy a magazine at the airport). Apparently it was national condom day or something.

My cats been sending out hatred signals (because i left her), this is why I'm sensing this >

1. She's been leaving rooms when i walk in

2. She's only eating the food my dad puts down for her and ignoring mine

3. And she left a dead bird outside my room (which my Dad cleaned up....because if i cleaned it up that would be exactly what she wants, to see me suffer,,, my Dad said this excuse was worrying) 

so yeah NEW YORK best few days of my life (as well as Christmas 2007)!!! 

Ellen x