Wednesday 8 December 2010

Playing the fool

I know it has been a significant amount of time since my last post, but quite frankly my working life has been manic, which has meant that the last thing I want to do when I get home is sit at my PC and write.

So, what have I been doing if I haven't been writing? Well I've been cooking, naturally, but nothing too adventurous. I'm saving all that up for Christmas. There will be turkey, braised red cabbage, baked maple ham, eggnog, Brussels sprouts, smoked salmon and caviar canapés, home made fudge and truffles, goose fat roast potatoes, bubble and squeak, mulled wine, buttered rum plus much more.

In the meantime I have been glued to Coronation Street (oh please don't let Rita experience death by a wholesale jar of mint humbugs!) and Miranda. I love Miranda Hart. Her character is the embodiment of how I imagine others perceive me to be, but without the 6'1 height. She is clumsy, ridiculous, silly, geeky, gawky and foolish but at the same time extremely endearing.


Now I'm not saying I share my house with friends made out of fruit, but I certainly have a habit of playing the fool amongst a sea of more glamorous or more erudite individuals. But that does not matter, I am happy to be the clown (not literally, I don't go out over sized shoes with a big round red nose, white makeup and a fright wig....well not all the time).

And now the Christmas season is upon us, so is party time, which offers all manner of opportunities for me to drink to excess and act even more foolish. Watch out those of you attending a certain lady's 50th birthday bash with an Oscar fancy dress theme this coming Saturday. I will be on lash and in party mode, so the next victim could be 'ewe'!