Prosperine

this journal is friends only for most of the posts,this is because of the way i ramble and what i ramble about.

its my place to complain about life and love and banks; its my space to revel in joys and happiness; its my sanctury for the dark moments and my sounding board for the hyper ones; its my canvus to paint art and ideas of grandour on; its my draft versions of essays on things i want to talk about; its my panel on politics and my lab on science; in short its whatever i want it to be.

if you want to join in the chaos pop a ***WAVE*** on here and if i likes yah ill let you in.

I do put 99% of my entries behind cuts and theres usually big clues as to what they are about.

ALSO, anything with 'Screened comments' is public.. just so you are warned - if you want to reply but keep it screened just say so - some of them i will for my sake

... Who do girls like they're boys, Always should be someone you really love."

Gosh, I have been rather remiss in updating this!

That would suggest that nothing has been happening; but it would be quite a lie! Life has been terribly busy and overwhelmingly happy of late which in part has contributed to the lack of available on line time generally. But there is no time to reminisce here and now...


...its almost Whitby!!!

( The Official State Timetable as approved by the Ministry of Justice: )

Dear Universe

You're doing it wrong; the hard stuff is mean to be hard and the easy stuff is meant to be easy!

yours confusedly

Prudence
xXx

I see Burton has a new film out...

well.. when I say out I mean that he has begun the MASS HYPE TWO YEAR BUILD UP that seems to accompany these things!

I like Burton's stuff well enough. Its cute to look at and its not going to make me think too hard. However, I am getting VERY bored of the same damn story with the same damn people in slightly different costumes.

On a more specific note Mr B has clearly not read AiW... or maybe he did .. when he was drunk.. once.. a long time ago.. and has forgotten that the Tweedles, The Jabberwocky and the White Queen are NOT IN THE DAMN BOOK!

He's also missing most of what makes the book the work of nonsense art that it is.

I adore Alice, I really do; the book is complex clever piece of writing over laid with a wonderful whimsical story with lashes of gentle morality - everything a good Victorian children story should be.

I will I am sure go and see it and I will like it for what I like about Burton, but I do wonder when the one trick ceases to be magic.

No matter how big the island, its still a cage if you cant swim.

...what was there?"

I saw a canopy of stars last night, lights already dead burning in a black sky over fields of yellow flowers and drove towards the dawn to see the sunrise over the fake orange glow of a vast concrete city that never quite sleeps.

I am now a certified first aider!

I now hope I never have to use any of it. Although I also now fancy doing the advance pre hospital stuff as well. Its all so fascinating!

Dear Collective Sci Fi Gods

I would like to make an addition to my previous order (which still remains outstanding!), I would now also like a young Mr Spock.

I promise not to break him.

Yours, boldly going

Prudence
xXx

Dear Whitby,

I am bored now. I now care even less (if that is possible) about the spa and other events of that ilk. The dirty laundry is starting to smell.

Whitby is not about the over priced tickets that allow you to queue in the cold for hours to see shite bands you can see anywhere else for a fiver whilst getting mugged for a cheap weak vodka that is served to you in a way that makes you feel like you should be grateful.

I love wearing stupid big (and occasionally inappropriate) outfits but frankly I will wear them in the damn street if I have to. I love seeing all the people I love for which Len charges £3.10 (and a smile) for the price of a drinkie. I love being beside the damn sea side with a bloody big impromptu fire whilst I slowly talk more and more rubbish.

I plan to be going in Halloween.

Yours yawningly

Prudence.
xXx

Dear Cylon God,

Please can you make Mr Hamster buy the rest of the BSG series (4 and 5) so that I might steal them. I do not want to buy them until they come out in a single set as they will not match other wise and that is just wrong, I am sure you understand.

Oh and I am still waiting for a head space Dr G! I believe I ordered this some time ago.

Yours devotionally

Prudence
xXx

Whitby:

There was;

Too much drinking;
Not enough sleeping;
Great people;
Evil shambles food;
Small select gatherings;
Sunsets through the Whales bones;
Flyering all of Whitby (Come to dv80s! 8th May!) dressed in too many neon colours;
Hair that they fill airplane cavities with;
Being an honorary groupie;
Talking rubbish till way too late in the morning;
Getting carried to bed by a wee John;
Going 1 - nil up at half time;
Getting to hold the Chunky Monkey; and
Dancing till my feet hurt.

Gods I am getting too old for this!

I shall however watch the boards and rumour mills with interest and decide what I am doing about October.

now for a shower, some food and a good nights sleep in my own damn bed!

Prudence is away from the internet until Tuesday 28 April, she will not have access to the internet in that time.

However, if you leave a message after the beep she might deal with it on her return.

If your message is urgent please press 0 and ask to speak to the interweb fairy.


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[Bring on the trumpets!]


Are you longing for a different time, a better place, a different world?...

then come to Jane Austen's World of Good Manners and Jolly Good (but appropriate fun)

Take a trap ride with the Bennetts and see if you dare contradict Miss Elizabeth

Dance with the Dashwoods in the Norland Park Ball Room

Be terrified in the Northanger Abbey Haunted House

and if your very daring, ride the Mr Darcy Log Flume!

Jane Austen World.... Because Society was not always this common



***New attractions coming soon***

The Emma Woodhouse Introductions service:

Are you almost approaching 27 and destined for spinster hood? Fear not yet, for here at the EWIS we have plenty of persuasion at our disposal to aid you in your almost impossible quest!

Are you a young man in possession of a fortune? Then let EWIS help procure you a good wife.

My lords, my ladies, and everybody else here not sitting on a cushion...

You are corderly invited to attend with the delightful Lard Fuzzy, Miss Borgia and Myself (et al) for a spot of Knight Baiting!

There shall be much frivolity, general frappery and the possibility of drunken heckling:

WHERE: Leeds Armory
[http://www.royalarmouries.org/events/calendar/2009-04-10/sword-of-honour-tournament]

WHEN: Sunday (I think!)

There is also plannage (of the loosest terms) for suitable outdoor banqueting (and merryment of the grape!)

T'would be wonderful to see people!

...and devote our attention to eating"

Omelettes are the new Jacket Potatoes.

Dear Heston,

I love you. I do. I almost adore you, but you are not James May so it's an almost.

Which is why when I say this I say it with Love.

There are no Turtles in Mock Turtles. It is called Mock Turtle Soup . As the divine Mrs Beeton herself scribes a MOCK Turtle Soup is made with a calf's head.

Turtle Soup (as I believe you meant - but might want to check your pretty screens) was indeed made with Turtles and was actually served at Vickies Wedding.

I don't mind you being cute and thinking its all shocking so long as you get it all right.

Yours cookingly

Prudence

xXx


PS can i please steal your kitchen, thanks!

...and you find out what one is and you don't try to find one you're not bloody human, surely! "


my life is complete!!!!

I found a Googlewhack!!!

(quite by accident)

silverdales solicitor

~* Hear Yee! Hear Yee! *~

As you may be aware I am having a Birthday this year. Its a rather old one (grumble) but as ever the years are only in my mind (and my bones!)...as such Wendy House have been good enough to ensure there is a suitable celebratory Bendy Party JUST FOR ME!! (isnt that nice of them)...

Your attendance is required!!

WHERE: Wendy House (some where in Leeds, which is up North)

WHEN: 17th January 2009

WEARING: the theme is going to be "what did you want to be when you grew up!" (not the proper adult idea... the one you had when you were really young!!!)

so dig out your bob the builder play sets (I know you have one), dust off those fairy wings (Ive seen of you in those at Whitby!) and come and shake your tommahawks!

Did you all enjoy your leap second?

There was a Christmas, which was nice enough. There have been days that I have done nothing with, which has been a welcome respite. There has been company over new year, which has been pleasent.

There could be more but its a touch late on to really write yet another This Is What My Family Did post. It was very much the way 2008 has been; some of it was good, some of it was not good, a touch of it was too dark, and there were a couple of moments of brightness. 2008 was always going to be a year of waiting, a year of 'lets see', a year of other people's choices.

Welcome to 2009, its promises to be an interesting ride what ever way I sit!

...What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more."

I have heard Carols from Kings. It is officially Christmas Time!

prezzies are all wrapped (albeit a bit poorly this year), songs have been sung (most heartily), candles have been lit for those that have gone, I have also lit the rest in my room (I could do with a bit of the light right now) and I even have a (small) glass of port. I now am going to get my knitting and watch moulin rouge (and not wonder what happened.... )

Have a great day one and all!

Love Pru
xxx