Things That Go Bump In The Night

I was having one of my online chats today with a cute young cub called Tim who said he was going to be my stalker. Flattery on the one hand, and I knew it was done in a jocular manner, but all the same its not a funny subject. Especially when you've experienced it. Twice!

What is it about some people that become so obsessed that you as the stalkee are left feeling completely and utterly defenseless. Because that's what these people do. They hound you to the point where you're unable to sleep or eat. They send you over the edge, paranoia sets in and you're left helpless. You even have to change your daily routine because the fear they instill is overwhelming.

So, for all of you out there with the best of intentions, and who want to show your love, just take a step back and think; "Am I being too heavy?"

Spectacular, Spectacular!

Hello and a big welcome to 2007!

I avoided doing a midnight blog like so many others, not because I think I'm special or anything, but because (i) I actually felt like crap thanks to this shitty head cold I have, and (ii) because I didn't want to put up any false hopes or expectations etc!

And no, I'm not going to be depressive about stuff either, 2007 is finally here and I'm leaping into it in a big, BIG way!

I did however want to say something about our lovely Lord Mayor Ken.

After such a misery for so many others, especially our friends in the North who's celebrations were cancelled thanks to the weather (but whose spirits were far from dampened!), Ken, for once, actually got something right! The Frenchman brought in to do the fireworks spectacular on the London Eye, achieved just that. It was magnificent, and that comes from someone who doesn't do awe!

But poor old BBC! How spectacularly did they boob? I'm guessing there have been some stern words said to the sound managers after the deafening silences that were produced during the live performances!

Well done Aunty!