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100 Things | Plattie

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1 I am one quarter Italian on my mother’s side. 2 My maternal grandmother was the daughter of a very wealthy Venetian wine merchant. 3 They lived in a palace on the Grand Canal in Venice. 4 It’s the headquarters of a bank now. 5 J and I were introduced by his ex-wife, C, who was and is a good friend of mine. 6 We first dated, for about a month and a half, in 2003. 7 It was a disaster, and we avoided each other for about a year afterwards. 8 In late 2004 we decided to have a go at being friends again.

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A Very Footy Day Out | Plattie

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A Very Footy Day Out. August 18, 2008 in Uncategorized. The first thing we had to do was set the automatic cat-feeders so that the little furry bastards would get their dinner on time. We call these the robo-Cathys, because before we had them we used to get J’s ex-wife Cathy to come over and feed the cats while we were away. But now we’ve replaced her with a simple gadget. She is not amused. And then we hit the road. J is actually in the car, I am just a rubbish photographer, and he was rushing me.).

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Molly Update | Plattie

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August 20, 2008 in Uncategorized. The only thing that stops Molly crying when she’s in the cat box is the sound of my voice. Which is sweet and flattering, but likely to make people think I’m a crazy lady. This evening I walked through our neighbourhood, the cat box under my arm, muttering multiplication tables through the grille to a panicking cat. It was all I could think of! Hahahahahaha. I know, right? A urine sample from a cat? Scratching my closed eyelids. When she wants her breakfast. AT FIVE ...

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One Year On | Plattie

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September 3, 2008 in Uncategorized. So, I’ve had this blog for a year now, pretty much. I began. In September 2007 with the vague plan that I felt like chattering into this void called the internet, and that if anybody felt like reading along then so much the better. It’s been fun. I have enjoyed casting words into the void. I get the appeal of this blogging phenomenon. But a year later, I’ve decided to retire gracefully. There are a few reasons why. I find the concept that. Ultimately though, what it co...

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-ing | Plattie

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September 18, 2007 in -ing. Roe v Wade: The Abortion Rights Controversy in American History. I’m only halfway through but am learning loads, and fleshing out knowledge I already had. It’s not at all dry either, the tone is very engaging and informative without making you want to take a nap. I recommend. Thanks almost entirely to Living TV rebroadcasting all of. Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip. Which has just started showing over here. Stroopwafels which someone brought into the office. Eczema on my hands.

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Mood Kettle | Plattie

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November 12, 2007 in signs and wonders. The title of this post is not a joke. The pinnacle of my achievements this weekend was the purchase of a mood kettle. For serious. Our kettle has moods. Stainless kettle to mood light your kitchen. I can just imagine the shit that went down at the head offices of rival kettle manufacturers the day this baby hit the production line. 8220;Those bastards at Breville have beaten us to the mood light punch. And it’s fucking stainless! To boil. Or it was a loving, te...

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Poorly Pet | Plattie

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August 20, 2008 in Uncategorized. I am taking Molly. To the vet this evening. She has gone from being a slightly over-weight cat to suddenly so skinny that you can feel all her bones when you stroke her. This has happened very rapidly, just over the last month, and since we noticed it we’ve been feeding her a lot more – basically whenever she asked for food – but she’s still getting skinnier. I am concerned. WHY ARE YOU STILL MIAOWING AT ME? People Who Do A Better Job Of This Than I Do. You are commentin...

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The Three Unspoken Rules of Rush Hour Tube Travel | Plattie

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The Three Unspoken Rules of Rush Hour Tube Travel. October 17, 2007 in london. Getting a seat during rush hour involves a very carefully choreographed dance, one for which everybody else knows all the steps, and if you don’t know them you risk either a)mortally offending somebody (not that you would ever know you’d offended them what with the no talking and no eye contact) or b) getting quite badly stepped on. So, here are some pointers:. But, if there are two of you standing equidistant from the newly-v...

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Spoddery and Snottery | Plattie

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August 5, 2008 in general ramblings. I am not dead! I have merely been nursing an evil cold of doom, and producing epic amounts of snot. It hasn’t been pretty. But the cold is finally on the wane now, apart from a hacking cough that makes me sound like a twenty-a-day smoker. This weekend, as well as establishing myself as a one-woman mucus factory, I plumbed new depths of nerdiness over the release of the new. Movie I went to see it on Friday with the saintly Teabelly. A flail, perhaps? Address never mad...

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The brave, noble and fearless Molly-The-Cat | Plattie

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The brave, noble and fearless Molly-The-Cat. December 12, 2007 in general ramblings. We are having our bedroom painted at the moment, which means we are currently sleeping in the spare room. The spare room is where the cat-flap is, and also, where the cats’ litter tray. Is, but we have moved it to the study since, you know, not big fans of sleeping in the same room as cat shit. Molly: (Wild, staring eyes) Where is the litter tray? WHERE IS THE LITTER TRAY? Molly: Oh sweet mother of God that’s good. Don&#...