Lordi, Hollie and Me

Good to see that Europe (or should I say, the Eurovision bunch) voted for something silly, "satanic", and rock n roll. I was hanging about at home cringing at the sequins, as I seem to do every year, after swearing that I will never watch that damned programme again. Interesting that the moment people see something out of the ordinary they automatically brand it as Satanic. Wogan got his genres confused by going on about Klingons and Orcs, but we'll let that go.

In other TV news, I got full marks in Strictly Dance Fever last night. You can check out my Milonga if you don't believe me! No no, let me explain. Lou says that Hollie reminds her of me, so last week we watched SDF to try and find some similarities. The closest I can see is that she has a look similar to the one I had back in York when I was two stone lighter and had cheekbones and a fringe. The eyeliner is about the only current comparison I can make. I'm starting to get itchy feet watching SDF. It makes me regret giving up dancing, as I still think I'd enjoy it now (plus it would do my thighs the world of good).

Helen's wedding is looking a little shaky at the moment as the Hart and Garter in Windsor decided to cancel, revealing that they are being refurbished at the end of October. Hopefully they can get another venue! Haven't decided on my bridesmaid dress yet, but this sexy little thing and this one (in black), are currently making me drool.

Right, need more tea.

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You can check out my current afternoon class here. Don't ask me what Hiroshi's blog says, my Japanese isn't that good yet!