Refresh Montreal style

I just got the most amazing Christmas messages from the old Montreal gang, I hope they don't mind me sharing them with you:

Hi beloved Montreal gang, I wanted to wish you all a very merry Christmas and all the best for the upcoming year. I hope all your wishes will come true. One of mine is having Poutine (even fake one) with all of you next year. I miss you and our crazy evenings. Long live Café Campus, Beer, Poutine and most of all, our friendship. Cya, Amin

Aww Amin what a lovely message! I miss you guys too, sometimes on a Tuesday night I think we really should be at cafe campus
- nowhere else compares! I think about Montreal pretty much every day and miss it a lot. fingers crossed we can find a time and place for us all to meet up in 2009 and reminisce about La Banquise and ski Saturdays and parties and pitchers of beer...good times! Hope you all have a great Christmas and a happy new year. Keep in touch. Jenna x

Makes me love them just a little bit more hehe and I didn't think that was possible! Merry Christmas.


To the zooooooooo

Bliss and I had been planning a Christmas trip to London Zoo. We were not disappointed:

We saw Sheep (almost as good as Llamas)

And Leopoards

Bliss especially liked the Parrots

But she felt sorry for the Zebra with a skin condition

We even saw them feeding the Penguins

Okay, so we didn't make it too the zoo. We got stuck on a train 20 minutes outside Bath where we sat and had to amuse ourselves for almost three hours. It seemed like a good idea at the time to pretend our possessions were animals... why do things always seem like a good idea at the time?



Bliss and I (along with whoever we manage to coerce into coming with us that particular week) have been regulars at a running club (SweatyBetty) for a while now. However life just got a whole lot better, not only are we going to be members of a free running club BUT from January we are also going to be taking ballet lessons for free too. I'm seriously loving Bath for its quirkiness and brilliant exercise store marketing campaigns.

I used to take ballet lessons as a child but my mum stopped taking me after a while because she said I had about as much coordination as an elephant. Consequently I could justify the purchase of the following American Apparel leotard: yes I am special and will probably still look like an elephant but hey if I stand still long enough I might just be able to pretend I am a ballerina!!!



Christmas dinner was lush (if I don't say so myself) and nicely accompanied by Harry's slightly camp specially made Christmas CD. The only mini disaster we had was the bread sauce which ended up tasting slightly like charcoal.... and lets just say I don't think the pan is ever going to recover.

Ollie refused to eat his compulsory sprout so he ended up voluntarily downing the leftover gravy. Necessary punishment I think.

Term has now finished but I'm staying in Bath for a week or so to hang out with some new friends:




When Nicola and I were running on Sunday (with terrible hangovers) we came across a snowy field of llamas. I have not been this excited/happy in a long time! Cannot believe how beautiful they are :-D


I wish I had something interesting to actually inform you of but alas my life has probably never been less interesting. The highlight of my week was getting into a fight with a man in the library because I had twenty books on Economic and Monetary Union and apparently I was "monopolising resources." Probably true....

Its been a bad week for parties, when I mean bad I mean its been a bad week for work because there have been too many parties but hey you can't win them all. So far this week I've managed to find legitimate reasons to go out dressed in a 70's Afro wig, a gentleman's top hat, thigh high American Apparel sports socks and a Christmas tree outfit with functioning lights.

We went to a SILENT DISCO on Friday in an old theatre in Bath and it was totally amazing! If you don't know of the concept (thank you Glastonbury) basically dancers are provided with wireless headphones which can be tuned in to listen to a DJ (there are numerous channels so you can swoop between DJ's if you don't like the song one DJ is playing). The concept of a silent disco earns its name because any outsider walking into the event would see a venue full of people dancing, yet hear no music, hence silent disco. It's sooooo strange but a wicked night.

Ohhh and I'm making a documentary. This is a documentary in the loosest sense of the word as it will be filmed on my digital camera most probably in my back garden but a documentary all the same. I'm filming my dad talking to trees (yes I did just say I'm going to film my dad talking to trees) for an ecology project and although I seem to bore most people to death when I talk about it I'm geekishly excited about starting. However on second thoughts the excitement is probably linked to the fact that my dad is probably going to look like a real tit ;-)

We're having a practise Christmas dinner run though on Wednesday which is quite exciting. I've never cooked a proper Christmas dinner before and I'm a bit worried about what exactly you're supposed to do with the turkey (bit of a major issue I'm thinking seeming its Christmas dinner) however I'm sure Delia will get me through it nicely.


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