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Femme Fontanelle: July 2006
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Friday, July 28, 2006. I have a friend who works in Security. He's an undercover security manager or something like that. I had to tell someone what he had to spend time doing today, as to keep it to myself seemed selfish; so here I am typing it for all to see. Today my friend was searching through in store CCTV footage for images of a middle aged woman taking a poo on a shop floor. No I am not joking. It begs the question WHY? 1/ Why was she relieving herself in the store? Question out of the way then).
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Femme Fontanelle: PNC and PMT
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Tuesday, May 01, 2007. I'm Cold. Treasurer Lady is loudly telling whoever will listen. That she is acting as Secretary tonight too. In a bout of inflated self importance, she seems to think someone other than her gives a shit. We don't. So begins a night sitting on ickle. Chairs in a demountable somewhere in W.A. Except the Pre. Primary Teacher didn't turn up to unlock the doors so we are forced. To decamp to the pub for the monthly PNC. For the "Big School" for which our Kindy. Enough to him. Shame.
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Femme Fontanelle: Dear Diary....
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Thursday, April 26, 2007. Today has been the first day in a while that I have had chance to type anything at all. Needless to say, there was a wait at the ER, but really, it was totally bearable and frankly, the calmest couple of hours of the day and it gave L Junior chance to munch his way through some of the crackers I had brought. The Panadol kicked in and then all I had to worry about was Other People's Children crying and screaming. Oh, and:. The day was zipped up nicely by the treatment being some ...
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Femme Fontanelle: August 2006
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Sunday, August 06, 2006. I wasn't the first woman to be left to raise children whilst their father was away for months at a time working on film sets hundreds, sometimes thousands of miles away; far from it, I was one i a long line. My mother was the first "industry widow". Knew, which I guess makes me the first industry "orphan"* I knew. Since I can remember, I have been called on to have an opinion on the lighting/direction of any given shot on any given programme or film that my father happens to be c...
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Femme Fontanelle: two posts in one night and this one is introducing : Nice Ex
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Friday, April 27, 2007. Two posts in one night and this one is introducing : Nice Ex. Picture is on the front page of Emirates Today ( UAE. Publication) with the massive headline:. RAISING THE BIG QUESTIONS BUT OFFERING FEW ANSWERS. Clearly under different circumstances, this would be positively begging to be used as a cheap dig at my ex partner, but, unfortunately, no can do.you see, this is NiceEx. He is my friend. No really - he is. And I have been friends for an absolute yonk. Bringing things up to t...
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Femme Fontanelle: September 2006
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Wednesday, September 20, 2006. Who Wants to be a Voice-Over Artist? I like to think I take critisism well. That is, constructive critisism. I don't take rejection badly either; it comes from my being a little conceited.I've learned to discount comments I can live without and continue in a confident manner, the task in hand. What frustrates me is when I cannot change something, case in question:my natural speaking voice* . Instead of being spoken. As with most things, though, political correctness has gon...
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Femme Fontanelle: Why I am Blogging at 4.15 in the afternoon
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Friday, May 11, 2007. Why I am Blogging at 4.15 in the afternoon. I am attending L Junior's. Mother's Day" performance and Afternoon Tea. Which is exceptionally Twee and equally Wonderful. L Junior's. Brilliant) teacher has put a lot of work into it all and the classroom looks particularly inviting. L Junior, however, obviously think it is Utter Shite. And refuses to sing the songs; he favours instead to roll his eyes and yank his lower lids so far down his face that Other Mothers seem worried that one of.
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Femme Fontanelle: October 2006
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Friday, October 13, 2006. The Pilot and The Fashion Designer. Gems and I even had our cars picked out (not once worrying about permit/off street parking or indeed the cost of having said cars custom built). We were the elite. We were alway told that we were "in the top 1 % " of the country intelligence wise, that's how we met. We attended the same depraved achievement based all girl's high school.and we believed our own press there for a while. Come on man, you can do anything. When you are an adult!
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Femme Fontanelle: March 2007
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Friday, March 30, 2007. Chewmy balls have dropped. My Mama spent many years in which her mantra at dinnertime was "chew.chew". She was not doing "choo choos" to get me to eat brussels, but trying desperately to stop me inhaling my food at such break neck speed. So, just for "fun", I thought I would list some of the things I have done "wrong" recently.the Balls Which I Have Dropped if you will:. I haven't checked my company email in three days. All of the wooden floors in the house need a damn good scrub.