Saturday, 25 February 2012

All at once everything looks different...

...now that I see you.

Yes, back to the lyrical titles!  I want to get an extra day of catch up blogging into this entry though, so I don't have time to dwell on a related title.  Well, that's my excuse anyway!

October 25th 2010

The Dolly Mix hunt continued...but there were only four ponies left in the latest box by the time we got to Morrisons.  I found another rejected in a basket by the checkout.  They were all from Wave 2 but Snuzzle had obviously already been sold again.  This was hopeless!

Later, we were supposed to be going to IKEA as David had been promising Mum for days.  Mum and I got in the car and David drove off without a word (as usual) listening to the loud car radio.  It was only after five minutes or so that we realised we were heading in the wrong direction for IKEA...David was taking us to Tesco!  Mum pointed this out to him and he said he had no recollection of her even saying she wanted to go to IKEA (!) and thought we were going to Tesco.  Mum said she had no intention of walking around a crowded supermarket at that time of night...so we ended up heading straight back to Grottsville having not been anywhere, and without any shopping for the following day.

I "bought" two Barbie DVDs on Swapit.co.uk.  I use the term "bought" loosely as you don't pay for Swapits, you earn them by filling in surveys.  That site has really come in handy for collecting Barbie movies and various other DVDs without having to spend any real money...I've even found a couple of ponies on there (I think I already mentioned one in a previous blog?)

My friend, Caroline, blocked me on Facebook.  She had been offended by the Pinkie Pie banner mentioned in my last blog entry, but I didn't realise this at that point and was quite distressed to think that I had upset her somehow.  Still, that's all water under the bridge and we are back in touch now so all's well that ends well!

October 26th 2010

Back to Morrisons - another box had been put out on the shelf, but it was a box of ponies from wave one.  Three had already been sold during the day anyway...how did I stand a chance of ever finding enough Snuzzles for everyone while the ponies were selling so fast?  I couldn't stand in the shop all day waiting for the staff to put the new box out on the shelf, could I?!

Then to IKEA.  Mum had decided she liked some white armchairs in the catalogue and wanted to see them in real life - the display ones were FILTHY and showed just how bad they would end up looking.  They didn't look all that nice in the first place actually, but I held my tongue as Mum thought they were lovely.  Well, they were too big to fit in the car with two passengers so we couldn't get one that night anyway....

And finally to Park Royal Tesco.  They were doing a lot of work on the building - one corner of the roof had actually been removed and replaced with a large white tarpaulin.  It was freezing in there (just like being outdoors!) and I'm surprised they'd even decided to keep the shop open throughout the maintenance works.  Anyway, Mum and I were huddled up in coats and shivering away when we realised that David had wandered off.  His mobile phone wasn't working though so there was no way to find out where he'd gone.  We paced up and down by the checkouts, looking up and down all the aisles, but he was nowhere to be seen.  Then, a friendly common-voiced workman approached and shouted at Mum, "Oi fink yer 'usband's up there, lav!  'E's loik a li'l lawst pappy!"  Sure enough, just then David approached from the other side of the collapsing tarpaulin, triumphantly holding a pack of Lucozade.  How the heck did the workman know that David was the man we were looking for, or indeed that we were looking for anyone?!  Freaky...

The leaking toilet cistern was getting worse.  I'm not sure when I last mentioned that little problem on my blog (or even if I did mention it before now), but the plumbers who had supposedly fixed our toilet hadn't done a very good job.  Then again, does any workman we come into contact with do a good job?!  We couldn't flush the loo anymore than we could before they'd touched it and were still having to fill buckets from the sink to do the job.  One problem - the leaking cistern was so bad that we could never move the bucket from beneath it now, and were having to empty it every hour or so. >.<

I set up a petition to get Kelly Sheridan brought back as the voice of Barbie and was actually pleasantly surprised to have 16 signatures by the time I went to bed.  I honestly thought I would be the only one upset by the voice change but apparently that's not the case.  If you haven't already signed, please do so.  I'm still hoping Kelly will be allowed to return as the permanent voice of Barbie in all upcoming movies.   http://petitiononline.com/kellybar/petition.html

October 27th 2010

Mum walked to the doctor's surgery to pick up a prescription for David.  I tried to make some recordings while she was out but it was hopeless.  I couldn't record my own voice as I was too cracked up with allergies and when I went to record on my cassette tape of various voice actor clips, I realised I hadn't downloaded the clip I needed.  Not only that but the tape recorded decided it was on its last legs and was recording at about half speed.  Agh!

In the evening, we went to Brent Cross Toys 'R Us to pick up the latest free Daily Mail lego toy, and my purse came back £22.37 lighter.  Yes, I thought my pony-buying days were over too, but apparently TRU found some old stock in the store room...including some old American stock at that!


I just couldn't leave behind G3 ponies that I didn't have in my herd, even if it did mean "supporting Hasbro" by buying them.  I'd wanted Ride 'N Go Scootaloo for a long time - there's something pretty special about a bicycle-riding pony! :P

I was thrilled to find the birthday card too, even if it did set me back £2.39 - greetings cards are one of my specific obsessions in the MLP merchandise line and I'd only seen one G3 card in this country before.  I had written to the company who made them who told me there were several different MLP designs...perhaps they were finally making their way into the shops.

They tried to charge us £24.99 for Star Song, as she came up on the system as the So Soft Newborn version.  I really didn't want to have to leave her behind but there was no way I was paying that much for her.  The staff wouldn't believe me when I told them she should only be £9.99 despite the fact that Scootaloo (who, let's face it, is the same pony in the same box, just in different colours) was priced as such.  There had been no price label on the shelf either so all I could do was show them the So Soft Star Song and the price of that one so that they could see their system was registering a different product.

And so I had to run the length of the shop after an incredibly fast member of staff.  Really, this woman had such long legs that one stride to her must have been worth three of my footsteps!  Still, it was worth it.  She agreed that the pony must be priced wrongly and they allowed me to have her for £9.99.

We took a couple of boxes of ornaments to Woodberry and discovered it was very warm over there now that the heating was working.  Too warm.  These extreme temperatures were not good for my ponies.  I wished I could live over there to regulate the temperature for them.

Then we went to Tesco.  I picked up a copy of the Children's Christmas Gift Guide and was surprised to find G3.5 MLPs inside.  This was the only catalogue I'd seen them featured in all year.

I wanted to make a little video to upload to Youtube and promote my Kelly Sheridan petition but I was struggling to find good clips to go with it.  I wanted to get it uploaded relatively quickly, but I also wanted to use the best clips possible...and I just didn't have time to re-watch every Barbie movie ever released.  Ugh, speed or quality?  Decisions, decisions...

October 28th 2010

Mum was supposed to be going to Woodberry to wait for her bed to be re-delivered (oh, did I forget to tell you?  Parcel Force had finally agreed to deliver it again at no extra cost to the seller...nice of them, considering it was their fault anyway!)

But she overslept and when she did get up, David shouted at her and stressed her to death.  In the end, she went out looking extremely addled...and they returned five minutes later.  Apparently, David had addled her so much that she had left her glasses behind.  Now he had no time to drop her at Woodberry (he was going for a job interview, and obviously didn't want to be late) so he would return for both of us at lunchtime.  We just had to hope that the bed wouldn't be delivered in the morning!

So we all went over there at 1pm after his interview.  He was in a good mood for once, certain that he was going to get the job.  It was only a one-off two month job, but as he still had a lot of time in lieu/holiday leave to take, he figured he could go and work for this other company while still keeping the day job, so to speak.  We were pleased for him, of course, and knew we needed the money, but we also knew that nothing would ever get done if he spent all his time off on a different job.  And, in the long run, we needed to move house and get rid of Grottsville in order to save money.

The bed arrived at 4pm, but we didn't get it taken upstairs and assembled that day.  David re-painted the openings between the extension and family history room/kitchen, but most of his day was spent lying on the floor and listening to the radio.

In the evening we went to Morrisons, but there were no more ponies there, and to McDonalds for Rolo McFlurries.  The McFlurries were great but the loud car radio was blaring out the National Anthem at full pelt, making me feel quite ill.  It's enough that I have to exist here, I don't need to be reminded that I am stranded in England, thank you very much!  I think I needed an MP3 player so that I could plug myself into some calming music and block out all David's irritating radio choices!

I was still working on Kelly's petition-advertising video... but even without it, we were up to 84 signatures!  Not too shabby when I'd only posted it on two sites, I thought....

October 29th 2010

Back to Morrisons AGAIN (ugh, this was getting just as boring as it is for you to read about!) but there were only four ponies from the first wave there.  Where were those Snuzzles hiding?!

Then to McDonalds for more Rolo McFlurries (is it any wonder I was gaining weight?)  We knew the limited edition Flurry would be changing in a couple of days though and Mum and I loved the Rolo one so we wanted to get as many as possible!

I had a bath and used my Primark strawberry body scrub...yuck.  Maybe I'd been spoilt on expensive Lush and Body Shop products lately but the Primark scrub really didn't seem as good as it used to feel.  I wished I could find the Inecto coconut body scrub I loved so much but it really seemed as though Savers were no longer selling it.

Mum and I sorted through some of her books, ready to take them to Woodberry.  I made myself really ill with my alleries by trying to help her but did she thank me?  Of course not.  Having seen them for the first time in a long while, she decided she wanted to READ the books and didn't want them taken to the other house where she couldn't get at them.  She wanted to leave them in my "bed" (the opposite end of the lounge floor).  My parents got into another big argument about it.  David said that I "would have to sleep in the bathroom then".  (Where?  On the floor with him or on top of all the trash they kept in the bath?!)

Mum didn't want to hear any of it though.  "Don't hold her up in my face.  You're the one who wanted her in the world.  If she wasn't here, I could keep my books!"  Nice to feel wanted, huh?  It wasn't like I had a nice warm bed to go to.  But now it seemed I had to fight for a patch of dusty floor to sleep on!

David started ranting at me to choose curtains for my bedroom again, saying that I was "causing the delays now".  How many times did I have to tell him I HAD my curtains, second hand MLP curtains that Mum's friend had found at a car boot sale about ten years previously and which I had patiently waited to use in the hopes that one day I might have a bedroom of my own.

I noticed that Caroline had un-blocked me on Facebook and hoped that her blocking me in the first place was just a mistake but I still heard no word from her.  I was really starting to worry now, but wasn't sure what to write to her for fear of upsetting her further...

The third episode of Friendship is Magic aired but I didn't have a chance to watch it.  I was too busy trying to make my Barbie video to promote Kelly's petition.  I had found some nice clips but Windows Movie Maker wouldn't take any video file, it seemed.  Time to think again!

It's far too late for that particular video, of course, but while we're on the subject, I'm wondering if anyone can recommend a good video making program?  I'm talking about basic things like adding a new soundtrack (like dubbing my own voice over a cartoon clip)/cutting and re-arranging clips etc.  I only have WMM on my computer at the moment and it is very limited in file types it will take.  If WMM is the best program, what's a good software to convert files to a type that is WMM-friendly.


Well, I can feel my words getting more and more muddled and less and less coherent.  I am extremely tired so I'm going to cut off now.  See you all tomorrow!

Best wishes,
Desirée  xxx

Friday, 24 February 2012

Sorry, everybody....

Well, I know you were all on the edge of your seats waiting for the next installment yesterday, weren't you?  But it was only once I started writing that I realised I had some videos for this entry and it got too late to upload them all!  So I figured it was better to wait until I could write a proper entry than to dash off a messy one last night... hopefully it's worth the wait!

(And no, I didn't really think anyone was on the edge of their seat...but it would be nice to think someone out there missed me at least!)

October 21st 2010

We went to Woodberry to wait for Mum's bed to arrive.  But it never did.  So we had to ring Parcel Force who told us the parcel had been returned to the sender the previous day, despite them agreeing to re-deliver it.  Not only that, but even though it was quite clearly their error, they thought the seller should pay to re-send it!  And all the time the bed was rattling around in the postal system, no doubt getting more and more bashed up.

A bloke came to fix the heating (yes, David had agreed to get it fixed without having the new taps in place) but kept getting an error message for no apparent reason.  So David ended up trying to fix it himself after the bloke had gone home (!) and then announced he would have to go back and spend the night there to "check it was safe".  How nice for him.  I would have quite liked to sleep over there myself, away from the allergens of Grottsville.  But I wasn't offered the chance.

We went to Park Royal Tesco and Queensbury Morrisons on the ongoing Dolly Mix hunt, but there were only ten ponies from the first wave at Morrisons and none at all at Tesco.  We walked down the toy aisle at Tesco and all the G3.5 stuff was reduced but I still refused to support Hasbro by buying any of it!  David made a comment that Pinkie Pie's mum, who came with the family convertible, was "cute" but I just turned my nose up.  I actually really wanted that pony, but I would not buy the very set that came with that atrocious Newborn Cuties DVD!

I had terrible allergies, which didn't even clear up when we went out.  I ended up completely soaking through two pocket packs of tissues over the course of the day.  (Sorry if that's too much information, I'm just trying to explain the severity of my problems by this point!)  I was going dizzy with dehydration and actually almost fell over outside Morrisons.  David refused to believe it though and said that "there must be a dip in the road"!

I think it was made worse by the dusty MLP packaging I was trying to sort through - I'd spent most of the day looking through it and trying to cut it down, but there was no way I was going to get it all sorted out in time to hand it over to Bigmlpfan on saturday.

I'd had an awful nightmare about a gang of youths in our garden fly tipping, digging up our flowers (Ha!  What flowers?) and spray painting the lounge window the previous night and couldn't bring myself to leave the lounge again now, in case I saw them through the front door!  I had to get out of Grottsville - the fear of the unsavoury people in that area would be the death of me.

October 22nd 2010

David took us to Ealing Broadway at lunchtime - my parents needed to go to the bank so I got a chance to run (and I mean run!) to Savers and FARA while they were there.  There was nothing of much interest to note, but it was nice to get out in the fresh air for fifteen minutes.

I came home and had a nice long bath using my Lush Honeybee bath ballistic, Lush Fairy Tail sugar scrub and Body Shop Dream body lotion.  One of my best baths in a long time.  I love the Lush sugar scrubs and wish I could afford them for everyday use.  Even Mum loves the smell of the Body Shop Dreams and Love etc. ranges....and that's a first.  Usually, she hates strong perfume scents.  Her idea of a good fragrance is Branston Pickle!

Besides that, the day was a blur of preparations for the Ponycon the following day.  I looked everywhere for my Kodak camera and eventually found it...but it didn't work.  The battery had gone flat and refused to recharge.  So it seemed I would be using the old broken Pentax after all.  Oh well, probably just as well...the Kodak took pictures of a ridiculous weight that I couldn't share anyway.

I was up until well after midnight and I still didn't have everything ready.  Not good considering I had to get a very early start the next day...

October 23rd 2010

Well, I needn't have worried.  I was up at 5am - I guess the excitement ensured that I'd wake up.  But Mum, still angry that "Cinderella could go to the ball" even with her torn ticket, was determined to make me late anyway.  She refused to get up and claimed she couldn't wash or dress until it got light.  Nor could she comb my hair and as I was so scared of my hair now, that was one way of making sure David and I couldn't go without her.  (Not that we would have done, you understand, but Mum always thinks we want to "skip into the sunset together without her" for some reason!)  Anyway, she finally decreed it was light enough to wash and dress at 8am and made a point of angrily stamping to the car and throwing herself inside without even so much as combing her own hair.  And so it was that we finally left at 8.15am, Mum looking a real mess with her hair standing on end...  We didn't arrive in West Bromwich until three hours later, an hour and a quarter after the Convention had opened.  It was the latest I had ever arrived at a Ponycon and I had missed most of the ponies I would have liked to have bought, of course.  I still managed to find 11 new ponies for the herd and lots of nice merchandise though.  And it was lovely to see everyone as always.  I never get a chance to speak to everybody and I had even less time than usual, but I got to have a nice long chat with Steph (WingedElf) and Sebby.

Mum didn't come in and instead stood outside the entrance all day long looking very dishevelled and sour-faced.  She did do me a big favour by keep walking back and forth to the car and carrying up the seemingly endless bags of MLP packaging for Bigmlpfan though!

I could talk about the Ponycon all night, but you guys just want to see some pretty pictures, right?  Well, let's start with a 6-part movie, just to make you feel like you were really there (or, if you were really there, to take you back to that fantastic day in October 2010!)  I filmed "Who Dares Wins?", one of the games played at the event.  I know a few people specifically asked me to upload these and it's taken me all this time to get them on Youtube!  Sorry for making you wait so long!  If anybody featured in these videos doesn't want them available to the viewing public, just say the word and I will happily take them down again. :)





And now for some photos!  My apologies in advance for the quality of some of these... I wish I'd had a camera other than one with a smashed screen!

The stage with Meadow and Britannia either side of a balloon rainbow


Blackpool Illuminations Baby Cuddles (now painted as Baby Cotton Candy)


Restoration Contest


A Pony Tales-based entry in the Pony Scene competition - loved this!


A couple of general photos of the hall


And various stalls, including a couple of beautiful collection displays and lots of lovely sales ponies!


And this is what I brought home with me...

Freebies and souvenirs


Merchandise and accessories


Fakies and McDonalds Ponies


Ponies


I was (understandably) very tired by the time we got back to Grottsville, but the day's excitement was far from over.  Somebody had dumped a large dog stuffed toy by the tree outside our house which Mum immediately fell in love with.  She wanted to bring the filthy thing indoors and a big argument followed.  Thankfully, she eventually saw sense and agreed to leave it there!

David then announced that he was going to Woodberry to "read about Wayne Rooney online".  I don't even remember what Wayne Rooney had done that was of such great excitement (please don't kill me, football doesn't hold much interest for me), but he'd already bought three different newspapers on the story!  He stayed there until 1am while we suffered at Grottsville with a gang of six thugs at the car repair shop across the road from us throwing tyres around, smashing windows and shouting abuse at one another and passers-by.  God, I hate rowdy young boys.  Especially when they are wreaking havoc only a few yards from your front door!

I watched the second episode of Friendship is Magic on Youtube.  I must admit that despite missing Janyse Jaud's voice terribly, I couldn't help but keep humming Pinkie's "No Fear Song" after hearing it...not helped by the fact that Mum also kept singing it!  Shannon Chan-Kent's singing voice doesn't sound much like Andrea Libman's speaking voice though and I am still at a loss as to why they felt the need to have two seperate people for the same character, especially considering both women are extremely talented voice actresses AND singers!  But it's not my place to argue with those in charge of casting, I guess...

October 24th 2010

We went to WHSmith to buy the Daily Mail (we were collecting the free Lego sets for my nephew), and WHSmith to buy over £50 worth of stuff in order to get 1000 Advantage Card Points.  Yes, my parents are great ones for spending money in order to "save".  Still, I wasn't complaining.  I'm the only one with a Boots card in this family, so the points went on there! ;)  I did have my eye on the Boots Smooth Skin laser hair removal system which was drastically reduced at that point, but there was no way I was going to admit to my parents that I wanted to buy a hair removal system, for goodness sake!  Hence, I ended up losing out on £50 worth of points... >.<

then onto Lakeland to buy some cedar cubes (supposed moth deterrents to put in the crates with my Beanie Babies), a small ironing board and a tin of silver polish with our money off vouchers.  When we got to the checkout, we discovered that the tin of polish had been opened so I was sent back upstairs to get a replacement.  A member of staff came and asked me what I was doing - perhaps I looked awkward, but it was so embarrassing to be standing there with an open tin of polish.  It must have looked as though I had opened it myself!  Or maybe not.  Either way I was extremely embarrassed and scarpered down the stairs as fast as my legs would carry me (which no doubt made me look even more guilty!)

It was too late to go in Home Sense by the time we got out of Lakeland and I was still too tired from the previous day to even walk across the car park to TK Maxx.  The endless sickness with my allergies was really taking its toll now.

My parents had a ridiculous argument regarding the delays at Woodberry.  Mum asked David when he seriously thought we were moving in now.  The next job was to get the taps replaced and so he snapped, "Stop doing your family history and look at taps, and THEN we can see about moving!"  Um...but Mum was the one who kept pushing to go to the bathroom shops but David refused to take her!  What did her family history have to do it?  She pointed out that she couldn't drive and didn't have a car to get to the shops anyway...to which David responded, "How do half the other people who live here and don't have cars manage then?"  Without waiting for an answer he continued,  "They go to Brent Cross!"
Uh... A) How does one get to Brent Cross from Perivale without a car?  There is only one bus which takes you to either Ealing Broadway or Wembley.  B) Why would we WANT to go to Brent Cross?  There are no bathroom shops there, and that was one place he HAD taken us that day!  (Lakeland is in Brent Cross). And C) Considering we don't know anyone else who lives in Perivale, how does he know that anyone who doesn't own a car finds a way to Brent Cross?!  Stupid man.

Not sure if I should even be sharing this story, but hey, I think we can all look back and laugh at it now despite all the misery my stupidity caused at the time and in the months following.  My friend, Caroline (who had a bit of a love-hate relationship with G3 Pinkie Pie at the best of times), had posted this banner in her MLP Arena signature...


She and I had been discussing the differences between the G3 and G4 cartoons and I took it as a bit of a joke following on from that.  So I "answered" with my own banner...


I only meant it as a bit of honest fun, in light of how I felt about Pinkie being changed so drastically for the new series, but I guess there was a bit of a misunderstanding and my friend got hurt.  We didn't even talk for several months afterwards and I was so sad to think I had lost such a good friend over something so silly.  Caroline, if you're reading this, may I take this opportunity to apologise again for upsetting you...I'm hoping with the full story written out like that, you'll see I really was just trying to join in with what I thought was a really good idea/joke, rather than attacking you or making fun of your opinion.  I am so glad we're back in touch now though.  I'll respond to your message soon. *Hugs*


And...I think that's just about it for this blog entry.  I'll try and write an extra long entry tomorrow to make up for falling further behind last night.  See you then!

Best wishes,
Desirée  xxx

Wednesday, 22 February 2012

What is happening to this country?

We took a drive to Waltham Abbey today and I couldn't believe how rundown this country is becoming.  So many empty shops, so many boarded up, vandalised houses...  It was like we were driving through ghost town after ghost town.  Quite disturbing

Anyway, I'm rambling about the present again when we're supposed to be hopping into the Tardis for a quick trip back to 2010!

October 17th 2010

We went to the storage depot to move the table and chairs out in preparation for the removal men to collect them.  It was the first time we'd got right into the room since they'd moved our stuff and my goodness, it looked like they'd taken so much care on moving our furniture so as not to damage it.


Seriously, it looked as though they'd just thrown our stuff in the room willy-nilly, trying to cram as much as possible into a small space.

We moved some of the smaller stuff out of the way to our other storage room (where David keeps his Mills & Boon collection), but then came across another problem.  Not only was only one elevator working, but when we reached the upper level, we found that there was hardly any lighting in our corridor.


David went to complain and was told they had an electrician coming to fix the light next week.  In the meantime, he'd just have to use a torch.  Well, a torch was a LOT of use in these conditions, wasn't it?


Still, we somehow managed to get what we wanted out of the room and move stuff around.

Then we headed to Woodberry to hoover the carpets and wash the tea trolley which we had just brought there from the storage depot.  I found a small stain on my bedroom carpet - I have no clue how it got there, but I was understandably upset considering I hadn't even got to live in the house yet!

I finally managed to sell my MIB Lion King Jungle Babies Zebra which had been in the cupboard since somebody bought me a duplicate back in the early 90s.  I was thrilled to find a nice new home for the poor little unwanted thing at long last (yes, I'm a sentimental fool at times!), but then the buyer paid in euros instead of pound sterling. >.<  It wasn't much of a loss, and I didn't have the heart to tell her she'd messed up as she seemed like a really nice, genuine person who was thrilled to complete her set with this zebra, but it still reduced my excitement at selling the thing!

Kelly Sheridan said there was a possibility of Mattel re-considering their decision of replacing her as the voice of Barbie.  I kept my fingers crossed and continued to work on petitioning and raising awareness online.  Nothing personal against Diana Kaarina (well, except that she doesn't put the same spirit and enthusiasm into her voice that Kelly does), but she isn't right for Barbie...

In the evening, I spoke to Grace on MSN.  I hadn't spoken to her since March so it was really nice to hear from her again.  *Waves at Grace if she's reading this - the blind bag ponies are tucked out of harm's way in the front bedroom eagerly awaiting their new home! ;)*

David had returned to Woodberry while we were eating our dinner to use the laptop.  He had promised to take us to McDonalds for Rolo McFlurries, but when it reached 10pm, I gave up on him and ate my tea.  Just as I was finishing my last bite, he rang to say he was bringing the McFlurries in with him!  Agh! >.<

October 18th 2010

Back to the storage depot for 10am to meet the removal men.  They seemed incompetent at first but they did manage to move everything without damaging it.  Not a lot to say about the move really, so I'll just give you a few snapshots...

At the storage depot (not sure what Mum's turning her nose up at!)


Removal van outside our house


Various photos taken around the house...


Mum decided this wardrobe was too big for her room and moved it to David's room herself (uh...who said he wanted it?!  Oh, but it's okay, she announced she would be mainly filling it with her clothes anyway!)


This chest of drawers was made by Mum's Great Uncle's dad for my grandparents' wedding.  Grandma painted it and put that piece of old fashioned wallpaper on the top.  It needed to be re-painted but I wanted to take these photos of it the way I remembered it...


Mum was quite worried that several boxes of small ornaments hadn't turned up including her cruet and egg cup collections.  Then I opened up the old TV cabinet and found all this inside...


We'd had no idea that there was anything inside the cupboard so hadn't even put any extra packaging around the stuff!  Thankfully it all arrived in one piece anyway.

And, not directly relating to the move, but taken the same day... This is Mum's desk (the one I mentioned assembling in my last blog - the upstand is still underneath it in this photo as David was still convinced it should be hung on the wall above the desk!)


There was still quite a bit more furniture that needed to be moved and the removal men asked when we would want them back.  David turned to Mum and asked, "When do we want to move the next lot, Jacqui?  In a month?  Earlier?  Later?"  WTH?  He was still thinking in terms of "a month here, a month there"!  Wasn't he tired of all the delays himself by this point?!

My ponies were freezing in my bedroom, but we couldn't turn the heating on at Woodberry until the taps were replaced and David refused to look at new taps.  And there was a cold spell supposedly coming up.  I was worried what long term damage all these extreme temperatures could be doing to the ponies' plastic.

We stopped off at Savers in Ealing Broadway on the way back to Grottsville so that I could get some Nivea cleansing wipes, Inecto coconut hand cream and facial scrub.  I don't really like the Nivea wipes as they tend to dry out my skin over long periods of time, but it really seemed as though Savers had stopped selling the Inecto wipes, body scrub and moisturiser again.

We went to Morrisons in the evening but there were still no more Dolly Mix Ponies.  Then I came home and spoke to Grace and Elisabeth via IM.  It's nice to have e-pals when you are lonely - thank you for always being there for me.

October 19th 2010

We didn't leave the house.  David had promised to take us to IKEA but he didn't come home in time.

I'd had a horrible nightmare based on a filthy TV show David had been watching the previous night.  God knows what programme it was - it seemed like a perfectly innocent period drama at first, then it turned into a lot of rude badly actred rubbish about women being abused and peeing on men.  It was horrible to see David's face as he watched the show, really getting into the violence with a kind of wide-eyed, excited look.  Is it any wonder I can't bring myself to trust men having grown up with that?  Then he left a load of dirty tissues all over the bathroom floor where he slept which I had to pick up when I got up there in the morning...ew.

Following this, Mum decided to clear the bathroom.  I did try to help her but very soon got out of breath and had a bad nosebleed while trying to clear the dusty rubbish out of the shower.  I was still suffering with bad chest pains and blocked airways in the evening.

What was all the dusty rubbish in the shower, you ask?  Well, apparently I was once incapable of throwing anything out and thought it was a good idea to keep every bit of packaging from every MLP item I ever bought.  I HAD already downsized my packaging collection a LOT, but I was still left with all of this...


I had a ton of the plastic bubbles from G2 packaging which I just couldn't bear to throw away.  I asked around on the Ponycon forum to see if anybody attending the con would want them and Bigmlpfan said she'd take them.  Well, thank goodness for that!  At long last, I could get rid of the packaging without feeling bad about just throwing it away.


(Not surprising I was suffering with dust allergies while I was surrounded with all this rubbish, is it?!)

She said she'd take any G3 packaging I wanted to dispose of too, so I got to work cutting down the remaining packaging to a far more manageable pile in time for Ponycon.

October 20th 2010

David left work at 4pm and took us to Acton.  Ugh, Acton is such a rough place these days filled with unsavoury people.  I almost walked under a car as a drunken gang staggered around me shouting at each other loudly.

We were going to the large Savers store there in search of the Inecto products I so desperately needed.  The shopping centre floor was crazily highly polished and Mum and I almost slipped over.  Well, it was worth it anyway, as I managed to get the much-loved facial wipes and moisturiser.  There was still no body scrub to be found though.

The shop assistant embarrassed me by commenting on my purchase, "All coconut, eh?  You like coconut?"  I don't know why I got embarrassed but I was always so self conscious about my crooked teeth, I hated talking to people and it made me feel awkward when random people tried to strike up conversations like that.

We walked through Morrisons on the way back to the car in search of Dolly Mix Ponies but there were none in the shop...it didn't even look like they had ever been in this branch as there was no place on the shelf for them.  When we got back to the car, it transpired that David had already been in the shop to look for them anyway!

We headed back to Grottsville and had chips for dinner, then David got in a fowl mood for no apparent reason and fell asleep on the landing.  He had made some pretty hurtful comments and upset Mum so we didn't get out of the house again in the evening as planned.  Mum denied that this was the reason we hadn't gone out, she said it was because it was too late by the time she woke him up and it had only got that late because I had been talking to Elisabeth on MSN again.  Well, excuse me...I am so sorry for having any kind of social life even online.  I'm sure she would have understood if I had told her you wanted to call David earlier, but YOU were putting off calling him as he was in such a bad mood!

Also, my "stupid beauty products" were the reason we hadn't got to Waterforce to look at new taps.  Well, that's news to me.  David only came home in the first place so as to get my "stupid beauty products".  He would have still been at work otherwise!

Once he was awake, David went to Woodberry alone "to warm the house up" with a small electrical heater in his bedroom while he played on the laptop.  He stayed there until 1.30am...


And so concludes another four-day catch up blog.  We're getting there.  Extremely slowly but we ARE getting there at long last.  Tune in tomorrow for a report on Ponycon 2010 among other stories!

Thanks for reading, guys!  Love you all!
Desirée  xxx