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(210 views)Just love these real life quirkies....
A controversial radio DJ's wife sold his £25,000 sports car on eBay for just 50p after he flirted with Jodie Marsh on air.Kerrang 105.2's Tim Shaw told the model he was prepared to leave his wife and their two children for her, reports Metro.Wife Hayley was listening and immediately posted an advert for the Lotus Esprit Turbo with a 'Buy It Now' option of 50p.The item description read: "I need to get rid of this car in the next two to three hours before my husband gets home to find it gone and all his belongings in the street."The car sold within five minutes.On a previous occasion, the DJ upset Mrs Shaw, 27, when she was pregnant by ringing her sister live on air and saying he thought about her while having sex with his wife.Mrs Shaw said: "When he said he would leave me and the kids for Jodie Marsh, that was it for me. I am sick of him disrespecting this family for the sake of his act."The car is his pride and joy but the idiot put my name on the log book so I just sold it. I didn't care about the money, I just wanted to get him back."She added: "There is no hope for a reconciliation." A Kerrang 105.2 spokesperson said the DJ was 'absolutely gutted'. ......Jodie Marsh of all people? well deserved in my opinion!
(193 views)Bit of a fix for bride and best man...
Doctors had to be called to separate the bride and best man after they were caught in the act during a wedding in Croatia.
The couple were trapped together by a muscle spasm after a friend of the groom walked in on them as they had sex in the toilets.
Unable to be pulled apart, the couple had to endure a procession of wedding guests who came to see what they had been doing before doctors could turn up.
Unable to help, they had to transport the pair on a stretcher to the local hospital where she was given an injection to relax her muscles, allowing the best man to get free.
The wedding party in Varazdin, Croatia, continued after the groom announced the celebrations were to mark his divorce rather than his wedding, reported daily Slobodna Dalmacija.
(275 views)some of you enjoyed my morning blog containing real-life quirky news about the guy who spent a number of years in a tree after a rift with his wife, so here's another one for ya. What do you think?
Btw having a good Friday, got some nice business in today (ifejackets and respirators, so the Cappo's not even hovering that much)
Couple divorce after online 'affair'
A Bosnian couple are getting divorced after finding out they had been secretly chatting each other up online under fake names.
Sana Klaric, 27, and husband Adnan, 32, from Zenica, poured out their hearts to each other over their marriage troubles, and both felt they had found their real soul mate.
The couple met on an online chat forum while he was at work and she in an internet cafe, and started chatting under the names Sweetie and Prince of Joy
They eventually decided to meet up - but there was no happy ending when they realised what had happened.
Now they are both filing for divorce - with each accusing the other of being unfaithful.
Sana said: "I thought I had found the love of my life. The way this Prince of Joy spoke to me, the things he wrote, the tenderness in every expression was something I had never had in my marriage.
"It was amazing, we seemed to be stuck in the same kind of miserable marriages - and how right that turned out to be.
"We arranged to meet outside a shop and both of us would be carrying a single rose so we would know the other.
"When I saw my husband there with the rose and it dawned on me what had happened I was shattered. I felt so betrayed. I was so angry."
Adnan said: "I was so happy to have found a woman who finally understood me. Then it turned out that I hadn't found anyone new at all.
"To be honest I still find it hard to believe that the person, Sweetie, who wrote such wonderful things to me on the internet, is actually the same woman I married and who has not said a nice word to me for years."
(147 views)I stumbled accross this story while surfing before I start flogging PPE around the world, I can just imagine this guy....
Man spends 50 years in tree after rowAn Indian octogenarian has reportedly spent half a century living in a tree after a tiff with his wife.Gayadhar Parida took to staying in a mango tree after a quarrel over a 'tiny issue' with his wife 50 years ago, reports Mumbai MirrorHe moved trees when his first tree house was destroyed in a storm but he has never moved back into his home in Kuligaon, Orissa.Mr Parida, 83,said: "I had come to stay after disturbances with my wife. But after some days, I felt spiritualism had developed within my body."The paper said he spends most of his time in the company of poisonous snakes and comes down only to drink water from a pool.Mr Parida accepts food offered to him by family members but no amount of coaxing has convinced him to leave his tree house.His son Babula, 55, said: "I have gone to the garden several times to woo him back but he vehemently refused to return. Hurt and dejected, I had to come back home."
(178 views)been reading news stories this morning and this one is worth sharing (see Sambucca, they made it!):
A defining dictionary moment for the Jaffa cake
Martin Wainwright
Thursday September 20, 2007
The Guardian Wags, yummy mummies and a host of other new coinings have made it to the latest five-yearly revision of the Oxford English Dictionary, published today - along with one humble term which has waited more than half a century for inclusion.
After vigorous arguments at the Oxford University Press, staff insisted that "Jaffa cake" should join more obscure words, ranging from "heaviosity" to "garburator", in the standard archive of English usage. The Jaffa, defined in its debut entry as "a sponge biscuit with an orange-flavoured jelly filling and chocolate topping", has been monitored by lexicographers for the last five years on the Oxford English Corpus, an online mountain of more than 2 billion different words. Its original coining by McVitie's bakery 60 years ago has diversified into use as a nickname, hundreds of appearances in novels and a small sub-culture in bondage sex. "We decided in the end that the Jaffa cake is iconic in its way," said Angus Stevenson, editor of the two-volume book.The other main change to the format of the 600,000 terms, all of which automatically enter the full Oxford English Dictionary, which has more than three times as many, is a mass removal of hyphens. More than 16,000 have been taken out in cases such as "fig-leaf" and "leap-frog", after monitoring showed that "our world of fast keying and quick edits onscreen has largely given up searching for the hyphen".
New terms Addy An email address Cattle class Economy seats on aircraft Garburator Kitchen waste disposal unit Get your ya-yas out Enjoy yourself uninhibitedly Heaviosity Quality of being serious, intense, or "heavy", esp. in popular music Manbag Man's handbag or shoulderbag Semifreddo Italian dessert containing cream and eggs Wairua Spirit or soul in Maori
(185 views)Amy says:
I don't ever wanna drink again
I just ooh I just need a friend
I'm not gonna spend ten weeks
have everyone think I'm on the mend
It's not just my pride
It's just 'til these tears have dried
They tried to make me go to rehab but I said 'no, no, no'
Anthony says:
"Red Hot Chili Peppers frontman Anthony Kiedis has urged troubled stars to steer clear of rehab because the clinics' treatment "don't help." The singer, who successfully overcame an addiction to heroin, spent many years going in and out of rehab and has remained clean since the beginning of the decade. He says, "Rehab is full of a lot of quacks that want to instantly diagnose you as this or that, or with something you might not actually have, just because you're on a bad drug run or something. Then you show up and suddenly they decided you're manic depressive. If you wanna get well, you'll find a way." (starpulse.com)
I think they have a point there.
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(221 views)Before I start driving all my colleagues crazy with Big Mick’s 60th birthday party this Saturday I better let the steam off here, the Cappo is hovering, ready to ‘hmhmhm’ his throat as he appears very suddenly behind my back should I spend more that five minutes chatting to somebody, tick-tock, haven’t you got some wellies and helmets and hi-viz waistcoats to sell???? I’m probably getting on everybody’s nerves now anyway, too much enthusiasm on a Monday morning in the office does not go down well with everybody. Big Mick is an absolutely lovable gentle giant and a true Irish gentleman. His wife is a feisty, vivacious blonde pixie with a heart of gold, when she likes you…when she doesn’t, she is not afraid to show it. They live one floor above me. Up until a few years ago before lived in our building, they were a pub landlord and lady and don’t I wish I knew them way back then sometimes. I’ve known them a couple of years now and we have made a transition from being just friendly neighbours into very good friends a while ago. Some of the stories I’ve heard about the pub they used to run in west London have had me in stitches. Dancing on the bar was apparently a regular occurrence, not to mention the racing around the pool table game, one big bath right in the middle of the pub, sometimes filled with ice, sometimes with water or other liquids and sometimes some drunken soul would simply fall asleep inside, pianos flying through the doors and down the road… and Saturday was the first time I’ve had an opportunity to attend one of their parties (they try to live a quieter life nowadays). …..Need I say more? It’s Monday morning and I am still buzzing, I met some really lovely people, their friends and family. One person that stands out by far is Lorri though. She is the ultimate goddess, a crazy girl, as genuine as anyone can possibly be, full of mischief, loopy, but with a lot of sense and meaning behind the outrageous antics also. Most people would call her mad, well you can’t blame them, at one point she was doing a Madonna (Vogue stage) with two plungers stuck at the front of her purple baby-doll dress. You should have seen her when the Beatles were playing, imagine a tall, dark-haired, blue-eyed stunning looking girl totally oblivious of everybody around getting totally lost in music. As the evening wore on and everybody was starting to feel the drink she was still going strong, doing an Osama (she was Osama) versus George Bush arm wrestling match with another guest, she actually beat him in 3 games out of 5 and he was a big strong man too (needless to say he was not too pleased with himself after)…….all done with a cheeky grin and accompanied with ‘I’m only messing’. By half past four in the morning I got to meet the gentle side of her as she spoke about her little baby granddaughter by her only son (she is not yet forty, a young and very loving grandma), her seventeen years long struggle to have another child, her love of animals, politics, injustice, likes and dislikes…..as you do. We talked about being misunderstood but then girls like Lorri most often are, they think too much you see, dwell on everything too long,….. There is so much I could write about her but regretfully I have to start selling some of those wellies or else the Cappo will be mad. Doing it with a massive grin on my face though….can’t help it, there is just something about Lorri that brings it onTags: The Beatles Nina Simone Roberta Flack
(172 views)Don't you just love hearing about a new arrival, another little person coming into existence? It's one of those things someone you love a lot tells you and it always gives you such a warm feeling, seeing how happy they are.
....he is just a few days old now and the reason I am dedicating this one to an absolutely gorgeous little baby boy from Manchester is his extreemely proud and loving auntie, who is also one of my truly good friends. We celebrated his arrival last night, and what a happy occasion to drink for, don't you agree?
so this one's for a stunning girl inside and out called Emma (every one who knows her will agree with me on this one) and a lucky baby to have an auntie like she will be called Jake.
Emma also has a somewhat unealthy obsession with the lead singer of this band (look who's talking), she told me she will never go see Red Hot Chili Peppers again as she has been dissapointed with them at Live Earth and Reading. Was a hard one for me to swallow (I nearly slapped her). She did bring me a Stadium Arcadium T-shirt so I forgive her.
And I can see what attracts her but I still love the Chilis more. Let them go live a life a bit, they will come back when it's time for them to do so.
This one's my favourite Foo Fighters song as well so may you have a happy life Jake!
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=Q9t7TrCESnM
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(124 views)Must admit I don't like remakes too much, but I have to say I really like the Lemonheads version (heard it on VR this morning). Like the video as well, seeing the scenes makes me want to watch the Graduate again. "Mrs. Robinson, you are trying to seduce me", who could forget!! Would sure like to know how many of you guys were lucky enough to have had a Mrs Robinson experience when you were boys.......
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=o6KLpIDbfTw
(196 views)Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of '97... wear sunscreen. If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be IT. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now. Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are NOT as fat as you imagine. Don't worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing every day that scares you. Sing. Don't be reckless with other people's hearts, don't put up with people who are reckless with yours. Floss. Don't waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long, and in the end, it's only with yourself. Remember compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements. Stretch. Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don't. Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees, you'll miss them when they're gone. Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't, maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't, maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself, either. Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else's. Enjoy your body, use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it's the greatest instrument you'll ever own. Dance. Even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room. Read the directions, even if you don't follow them. Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly. Get to know your parents, you never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings; they are your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future. Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography in lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel. Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you'll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders. Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out. Don't mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth. But trust me on the sunscreen
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