28th November 2010
Before I begin my actual apologies, I just want to throw it out there – apologies is a horrible word. There's something about it that just doesn't look right and I find it very difficult to spell.
Moving along, Tiny Netbook, Big Adventure has really gone down hill. I said I would get back into Blogging but it just isn't happening because,
A) My life isn't that exciting.
B) Queen's University Belfast is using assessed essays to ruin my life.
C) I've definitely misplaced some brain cells – I don't know how it happened but I'm really, really stupid. This new found stupidity is a real pain because I can't write Blogs and I can't write essays. One essay question in particular is causing me great distress - “How did the institution of slavery develop and evolve between 1619 and the end of the Civil War in 1865?” It might seem fairly straightforward but I have managed to complicate it to the extent that it's taken me an entire week to write 176 words, including the title and my name... If you would like to write a 4,000 word essay on my behalf then please do so – I would say answers on a post card but it would have to be a very large post card and I'd probably get distracted by the picture on the front...
I suppose there's nothing else for it – I'm going to have to bang out a 4,000 word essay, worth 40% of my overall grade before tomorrows 12noon deadline. Fifteen hours... Can I do it? Probably not but I'm past the point of caring – the Christmas Market is in town and come 4.00p.m I'll be sipping hot chocolate with Classy Classy Crilly. I might also eat meat. Maybe. Probably not. I'll keep you informed.
xx
Sunday, 28 November 2010
Thursday, 14 October 2010
Nasher.
9th October 2010
I love Kate Nash. No, seriously, I adore her. She's a brilliant singer, she writes brilliant songs and she's just a little bit weird.
Mr Ticketmaster informed me that she was coming to Belfast so obviously I had to go. The only problem was that just about everyone I know is poor. Don't get me wrong, I'm not rolling in dough, I'm pretty poor myself but I'm perfectly happy to spend my limited funds on going to see a gig, besides it makes a nice change from the usual suspects - Boojum, dates with Rachael Crilly and DVDs from Play.com.
I did a little bit of detective work and found out that a few lovely anthropologists were going to see Nasher. Being the creep that I am, I decided to tag along; best.decision.ever. Mucho thanks to Becca, Christie and Mel who didn't desert me when I went a little bit mental – Kate Nash and the song Mariella tend to have that effect on me, sorry girls!
I feel like a complete geek, I should have been infinitely cooler but I can't lie, I was ridiculously starstruck for most of the night; Kate came out to watch the support bands and was literally a few feet away from us, chillin' with her famous and oddly attractive boyfriend Ryan Jarman. We're talking butterflies and adoring stares. Oh well. I suppose it's just good practice - I now know how not to act when I meet Richard from Friends.
xx
I love Kate Nash. No, seriously, I adore her. She's a brilliant singer, she writes brilliant songs and she's just a little bit weird.
Mr Ticketmaster informed me that she was coming to Belfast so obviously I had to go. The only problem was that just about everyone I know is poor. Don't get me wrong, I'm not rolling in dough, I'm pretty poor myself but I'm perfectly happy to spend my limited funds on going to see a gig, besides it makes a nice change from the usual suspects - Boojum, dates with Rachael Crilly and DVDs from Play.com.
I did a little bit of detective work and found out that a few lovely anthropologists were going to see Nasher. Being the creep that I am, I decided to tag along; best.decision.ever. Mucho thanks to Becca, Christie and Mel who didn't desert me when I went a little bit mental – Kate Nash and the song Mariella tend to have that effect on me, sorry girls!
I feel like a complete geek, I should have been infinitely cooler but I can't lie, I was ridiculously starstruck for most of the night; Kate came out to watch the support bands and was literally a few feet away from us, chillin' with her famous and oddly attractive boyfriend Ryan Jarman. We're talking butterflies and adoring stares. Oh well. I suppose it's just good practice - I now know how not to act when I meet Richard from Friends.
xx
Friday, 1 October 2010
The Town
01 October 2010
Would you like to know something about me? No? Ok, I'll tell you anyway; I like movies and I like babes. I especially like movies that feature babes and last night I was lucky enough to see one such movie. Don't worry, I'm not going to talk about how beautiful Ben Affleck is, I won't even mention his magnificent six pack (it's really more of a ten pack) or his beautiful Boston accent... Instead I'll just say that for the first time in a long time, I actually enjoyed a movie.
Don't get me wrong, I love the cinema experience - the Slush Puppies, the Hot Nuts, the Student Ticket prices, but most of the time I leave the theatre thinking, “that wasn't bad, but it wasn't good”. I hate that feeling of disappointment. Last night I wasn't expecting much from The Town, I hadn't heard a lot about it but I thought I'd give it a go and I'm so glad I did! It's one of those movies that really makes you think – I was completely glued to the screen and as the movie went on I found myself caring about the characters. Plus, it's the definition of action packed – not one of the 124 minutes was dull! Here's the trailer, to get you in the mood :)
I could go on and on about this movie, but I won't – I don't want to ruin your cinematic experience! It's a brilliant movie and I think that everyone should go see it, right now. If you need someone to go with, give me a ring, my student loan is in and I'd gladly re-watch this bad boy!
Xx
Would you like to know something about me? No? Ok, I'll tell you anyway; I like movies and I like babes. I especially like movies that feature babes and last night I was lucky enough to see one such movie. Don't worry, I'm not going to talk about how beautiful Ben Affleck is, I won't even mention his magnificent six pack (it's really more of a ten pack) or his beautiful Boston accent... Instead I'll just say that for the first time in a long time, I actually enjoyed a movie.
Don't get me wrong, I love the cinema experience - the Slush Puppies, the Hot Nuts, the Student Ticket prices, but most of the time I leave the theatre thinking, “that wasn't bad, but it wasn't good”. I hate that feeling of disappointment. Last night I wasn't expecting much from The Town, I hadn't heard a lot about it but I thought I'd give it a go and I'm so glad I did! It's one of those movies that really makes you think – I was completely glued to the screen and as the movie went on I found myself caring about the characters. Plus, it's the definition of action packed – not one of the 124 minutes was dull! Here's the trailer, to get you in the mood :)
I could go on and on about this movie, but I won't – I don't want to ruin your cinematic experience! It's a brilliant movie and I think that everyone should go see it, right now. If you need someone to go with, give me a ring, my student loan is in and I'd gladly re-watch this bad boy!
Xx
Friday, 24 September 2010
Como Esta Blogger
24th of September 2010
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls – I am back... Obviously I haven't written anything in a while and I could say that it's because I'm so busy living my life to the full, but why lie; we all know that I'm just ridiculously lazy.
A fair few things have happened in the past month, I could start at the very beginning (it's a very good place to start) but I really can't be bothered and something tells me that you don't want to listen to how I spent the past month sleeping late and sunbathing.
Instead I think I'll write about why I love summer so much,
1. School/University takes a nice long break and I'm able to chill' 24 hours a day, 7 days a week!
2. Swimming, in the sea, without a wetsuit – complete and utter freedom :)
3. Summer Soundtracks – I love when all the summer tunes come out, I also thoroughly enjoy chillin' to a home made summer playlists; last year it was Jack Johnson and Bon Iver and this year I've been mixing it up with some Sufjan Stephens, The Strokes and a lot of unsigned Youtube artists. They're the future, literally.
4. The sun comes out to play (or at least it should – Global Warming, where are you?)
5. If the sun does come out to play then I get an amazing tan – some might say that it rivals (and by rivals I mean beats) Emma Joanne Wood's tan ;)
6. This healthy glow means that I don't have to wear any make-up... I see this as a blessing, you may disagree...
7. Rory cracks out the ol' Barbecue – this hasn't really happened this year, which I'm actually pretty pleased about... If Esther got the Chicken Kebabs and Smoked Sausages out then I'm 100% sure that I wouldn't be a vegetarian.
8. It's socially acceptable to wear shorts, all day, every day.
9. Holidays! This year was a bit of a disaster when it came to overseas excursions... I won't lie, I'm feeling very claustrophobic and a little pale, but next year I will be organised and then I'll finally be able to write something exciting in this Blog!
10. This will be my last point... Why? Because ten is an even number and that's how I'd like to finish up. I also have a habit of writing ridiculously long blogs (remember that Sufjan Stevens one? I get exhausted even thinking about it) and I'm fairly confident that if I keep writing you will die of boredom. So instead I will finish with this – Summer is great. I can't really explain why it's so great, maybe it's just the freedom that comes along with summer that I love. Either way, I like when it rolls around and I'm quite sad that it's ending...
Actually, now that I think about it, I'm really not that sad – when Summer ends it means that it's almost Halloween, which means that it's almost Christmas and when Christmas ends it's January, the month of my birth. January is closely followed by February, the month of chocolate, cards and chick flicks and when that ends then it's Easter and egg shaped chocolate fills the shelves and my tummy. When Easter is over it's May and Summer starts again... Now that I think of it, I'm pretty fond of the whole year, which is good I suppose because I plan on being around for quite some time :) Now stop reading the muddled musings of my simple mind and go enjoy what's left of summer!
xx
P.S I had some excellent summery pictures to upload, but I've looked and I can't find them on my computer haa!
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls – I am back... Obviously I haven't written anything in a while and I could say that it's because I'm so busy living my life to the full, but why lie; we all know that I'm just ridiculously lazy.
A fair few things have happened in the past month, I could start at the very beginning (it's a very good place to start) but I really can't be bothered and something tells me that you don't want to listen to how I spent the past month sleeping late and sunbathing.
Instead I think I'll write about why I love summer so much,
1. School/University takes a nice long break and I'm able to chill' 24 hours a day, 7 days a week!
2. Swimming, in the sea, without a wetsuit – complete and utter freedom :)
3. Summer Soundtracks – I love when all the summer tunes come out, I also thoroughly enjoy chillin' to a home made summer playlists; last year it was Jack Johnson and Bon Iver and this year I've been mixing it up with some Sufjan Stephens, The Strokes and a lot of unsigned Youtube artists. They're the future, literally.
4. The sun comes out to play (or at least it should – Global Warming, where are you?)
5. If the sun does come out to play then I get an amazing tan – some might say that it rivals (and by rivals I mean beats) Emma Joanne Wood's tan ;)
6. This healthy glow means that I don't have to wear any make-up... I see this as a blessing, you may disagree...
7. Rory cracks out the ol' Barbecue – this hasn't really happened this year, which I'm actually pretty pleased about... If Esther got the Chicken Kebabs and Smoked Sausages out then I'm 100% sure that I wouldn't be a vegetarian.
8. It's socially acceptable to wear shorts, all day, every day.
9. Holidays! This year was a bit of a disaster when it came to overseas excursions... I won't lie, I'm feeling very claustrophobic and a little pale, but next year I will be organised and then I'll finally be able to write something exciting in this Blog!
10. This will be my last point... Why? Because ten is an even number and that's how I'd like to finish up. I also have a habit of writing ridiculously long blogs (remember that Sufjan Stevens one? I get exhausted even thinking about it) and I'm fairly confident that if I keep writing you will die of boredom. So instead I will finish with this – Summer is great. I can't really explain why it's so great, maybe it's just the freedom that comes along with summer that I love. Either way, I like when it rolls around and I'm quite sad that it's ending...
Actually, now that I think about it, I'm really not that sad – when Summer ends it means that it's almost Halloween, which means that it's almost Christmas and when Christmas ends it's January, the month of my birth. January is closely followed by February, the month of chocolate, cards and chick flicks and when that ends then it's Easter and egg shaped chocolate fills the shelves and my tummy. When Easter is over it's May and Summer starts again... Now that I think of it, I'm pretty fond of the whole year, which is good I suppose because I plan on being around for quite some time :) Now stop reading the muddled musings of my simple mind and go enjoy what's left of summer!
xx
P.S I had some excellent summery pictures to upload, but I've looked and I can't find them on my computer haa!
Tuesday, 29 June 2010
Have that Queen’s University Belfast...
29th June 2010
Exams results are in and have been for quite some time... Instead of updating my Facebook status like every other person on the planet, I decided to update my Blog. In reality, I just wanted to say “have that” to someone and as I don’t have a friend called Tarquin to ring up and say “I’m literally going into second year, yah”, I thought I’d write a Blog. So yah, looks like I’m coming back for second year, which I’m very pleased about because,
A) I will get to see all my lovely friends on an almost daily basis.
B) I will get to learn about some really interesting stuff.
C) I will have the opportunity to further develop my analytical and writing skills, the latter will come in handy and will hopefully enable me to write infinity better Blogs with some sort of sentence structure and flow (unlike the one you’re currently reading)
D) The government will give me money and I can put off the job hunt for another year! In all honesty, this is probably the only reason I’m actually going to University at all...
I also wanted to write about my very good friend Jennifer Harkness, who in all her wisdom, saw my wisdom and quoted me on the social networking site Facebook. What ridiculously wise thing did I say? Obviously I’m full of great advice, but on this occasion it was “it’s not the heat of the day but the strength of the ray”. This is a statement that I truly believe in and as a seasoned sunbather, you can take my word for it - it might not be a scorching hot day but you can still get a tan. It’s all about ray strength and personal endurance. So the next time you think, “Oh, I live in Northern Ireland and am therefore doomed to live a life of pasty whiteness”, think again! Man up, fight through the subzero temperatures and you too can become a bronze goddess or god if you’re a bloke (I feel that it’s also worth mentioning that tanned men are not to be laughed at – if you don’t feel comfortable being known as “one of those guys who sunbathes” then just lie and say you got your all over tan while you were out wrestling sharks or painting the shed)
Over and out :)
xx
Exams results are in and have been for quite some time... Instead of updating my Facebook status like every other person on the planet, I decided to update my Blog. In reality, I just wanted to say “have that” to someone and as I don’t have a friend called Tarquin to ring up and say “I’m literally going into second year, yah”, I thought I’d write a Blog. So yah, looks like I’m coming back for second year, which I’m very pleased about because,
A) I will get to see all my lovely friends on an almost daily basis.
B) I will get to learn about some really interesting stuff.
C) I will have the opportunity to further develop my analytical and writing skills, the latter will come in handy and will hopefully enable me to write infinity better Blogs with some sort of sentence structure and flow (unlike the one you’re currently reading)
D) The government will give me money and I can put off the job hunt for another year! In all honesty, this is probably the only reason I’m actually going to University at all...
I also wanted to write about my very good friend Jennifer Harkness, who in all her wisdom, saw my wisdom and quoted me on the social networking site Facebook. What ridiculously wise thing did I say? Obviously I’m full of great advice, but on this occasion it was “it’s not the heat of the day but the strength of the ray”. This is a statement that I truly believe in and as a seasoned sunbather, you can take my word for it - it might not be a scorching hot day but you can still get a tan. It’s all about ray strength and personal endurance. So the next time you think, “Oh, I live in Northern Ireland and am therefore doomed to live a life of pasty whiteness”, think again! Man up, fight through the subzero temperatures and you too can become a bronze goddess or god if you’re a bloke (I feel that it’s also worth mentioning that tanned men are not to be laughed at – if you don’t feel comfortable being known as “one of those guys who sunbathes” then just lie and say you got your all over tan while you were out wrestling sharks or painting the shed)
Over and out :)
xx
Monday, 28 June 2010
Falling behind...
A fair few things have happened recently, but I’ve been too busy/lazy to write about them. I’ve decided that some sort of “record of events” may come in handy in the distant future, so I’m going to (very quickly) write about some of these moderately exciting adventures.
The first event of note was the Snow Patrol concert in Ward Park. Ward Park is a few minutes away from my house and I used to walk through it every day after school. It’s full of memories (some good like GCS tennis matches and some not so good like that time a horrible goose bit me) and I think it’s pretty swell that Snow Patrol chose to have their “homecoming” gigs in the park. How very festival-ish of Sunny Bangor!
There were a fair few support acts, General Fiasco from Londonderry, Band of Horses from the U.S of A and Lisa Hannigan from regular Ireland. I like a few Band of Horses songs but I was really surprised by Lisa Hannigan; I think she’s just lovely. If you like Damien Rice then you’ll have heard Lisa Hannigan - she’s the girl he was always singing with. Anyway, I’m posting my favourite Lisa Hannigan song for your listening pleasure. Snow Patrol themselves were quite excellent. They played all the goodies and really got the crowd going. It’s nice to see someone from your hometown succeed – one day I hope the Two Door Cinema Club boys will have a homecoming gig with over 40,000 people in attendance! After the gig I located some good friends from school and we headed to Donegans where I met a slightly intoxicated Rachael Crilly. All in all it was a very good night – when Bangor gets it right, they really get it right. And in other news, I would quite like to marry Gary Lightbody.
Item number two on the “try to cover everything” agenda is Darren’s Birthday Camp. My good friend Darren was born a wee while ago and to celebrate this special occasion he organised a little camping trip. It was a little Thursday to Saturday event and the campsite was close to the Bloody Bridge in Newcastle. It was a brilliant camp and I could go on and on about just how great it was, but I don’t want to bore you and this Blog is already longer than it should be! Basically, I was in my element - the weather was brilliant, the river was freezing and the people were excellent... Camping is my absolute favourite :)
Last but not least, I had a lovely friend from England come and stay for a few days. I met Laura through University and I she needed a place to stay when Elms closed for summer – she wasn’t here for very long and I’m sure she was very bored (all we did was watch the first few matches of the world cup) but we did manage to get out of the house and along Ballyholme Beach. When it’s sunny there’s no place I’d rather be and when we were out walking around Ballymacormick Point, it was beyond beautiful – here’s a little picture of what Ballyholme and the surrounding area has to offer you on a sunny day :)
Well, there you go (or there I go really as I’m the only one who reads these pointless entries) a brief summary of the past few weeks!
Xx
The first event of note was the Snow Patrol concert in Ward Park. Ward Park is a few minutes away from my house and I used to walk through it every day after school. It’s full of memories (some good like GCS tennis matches and some not so good like that time a horrible goose bit me) and I think it’s pretty swell that Snow Patrol chose to have their “homecoming” gigs in the park. How very festival-ish of Sunny Bangor!
There were a fair few support acts, General Fiasco from Londonderry, Band of Horses from the U.S of A and Lisa Hannigan from regular Ireland. I like a few Band of Horses songs but I was really surprised by Lisa Hannigan; I think she’s just lovely. If you like Damien Rice then you’ll have heard Lisa Hannigan - she’s the girl he was always singing with. Anyway, I’m posting my favourite Lisa Hannigan song for your listening pleasure. Snow Patrol themselves were quite excellent. They played all the goodies and really got the crowd going. It’s nice to see someone from your hometown succeed – one day I hope the Two Door Cinema Club boys will have a homecoming gig with over 40,000 people in attendance! After the gig I located some good friends from school and we headed to Donegans where I met a slightly intoxicated Rachael Crilly. All in all it was a very good night – when Bangor gets it right, they really get it right. And in other news, I would quite like to marry Gary Lightbody.
Item number two on the “try to cover everything” agenda is Darren’s Birthday Camp. My good friend Darren was born a wee while ago and to celebrate this special occasion he organised a little camping trip. It was a little Thursday to Saturday event and the campsite was close to the Bloody Bridge in Newcastle. It was a brilliant camp and I could go on and on about just how great it was, but I don’t want to bore you and this Blog is already longer than it should be! Basically, I was in my element - the weather was brilliant, the river was freezing and the people were excellent... Camping is my absolute favourite :)
Last but not least, I had a lovely friend from England come and stay for a few days. I met Laura through University and I she needed a place to stay when Elms closed for summer – she wasn’t here for very long and I’m sure she was very bored (all we did was watch the first few matches of the world cup) but we did manage to get out of the house and along Ballyholme Beach. When it’s sunny there’s no place I’d rather be and when we were out walking around Ballymacormick Point, it was beyond beautiful – here’s a little picture of what Ballyholme and the surrounding area has to offer you on a sunny day :)
Well, there you go (or there I go really as I’m the only one who reads these pointless entries) a brief summary of the past few weeks!
Xx
Tuesday, 15 June 2010
Two things... Ok, maybe three things.
10th June 2010
The first of the three is a question... I’m wondering what we think of the Hunky Dory adverts? I know they’re old news and most of them have been replaced but I’ve been thinking about feminism and perceptions of beauty and all that jazz and it made me think about the adverts... I have such a bloke-ish sense of humour and I totally get them. However, I think that they are potentially damaging. I wouldn’t want my daughter to grow up thinking that she needs to look like that. I think these adverts promote an unrealistic, unattainable and unnatural idea of beauty. Yes they’re fun to look at. Yes I wouldn’t mind having a rocking bod like the girls in the adverts, but I think people need to understand that this kind of advertising (and we’re not just talking about a few crisp advert, I’m thinking magazines, movies, just about everything) promotes low self esteem and that’s so sad. As a pretend grown up I’m past all that sillyness. I can see the picture objectively, but maybe a few years ago I couldn’t. I’ve never been overly affected with appearance issues but some people are and it really worries me. Anyone have any thoughts on this sort of stuff?
On to the second thing... I’m going sound very hypocritical but I’ve just got to throw it out there, how unbelievable attractive is Chris Noth?! It took me a few years to come to this realisation as I don’t watch Sex and the City – I wanted to watch the DVD a few days ago and when I told Esther this she said, “Isn’t that a little bit old for you”... I’m twenty. I’m a real grownup and yet, I think she’s probably right. But anyway, Chris Noth. I’ve been watching The Good Wife (which is a very good show about, well, a good wife and a not so good husband) and Chris Noth plays the not so good husband. It seems like he’s in everything I watch these days – I watched some terrible Hillary Duff movie yesterday and guess who was in it? Chris Noth, obviously. He might not be pretty in the Hollister “you can’t even see how attractive I am because this shop is so dark” sense, but he is ridiculously handsome. Maybe it’s the suit. Maybe it’s the tall dark and handsome thing. Maybe it’s the accent. I’m not really sure, but I do know that he is divine and while I may not be the next Mrs Noth, I can certainly admire from a far. In the meantime I’ll be keeping my fingers crossed for a real life, suit wearing man, who may or may not be of Genevan descent.
The last thing I wanted to touch on was... another man. Stephen Ferris to be precise. I have heard the stories, but I finally saw it with my own eyes – Rain is where the hotties spend their spare time. It would appear that when the Rugby Men aren’t sporting short shorts and getting bloodied and bruised, they like to put on their finest attire and head to the nightclub formerly known as Milk. Niall O’Connor was there in all his PURE BEAUT glory as was Rory Best, who despite looking about 40 is only 27. Anyway, Crilly and I got some tickets to the S.F Gun Show and managed to fit in a sneaky picture before the camera died. Much thanks to my favourite Rugby player, Mr Rory Kelleher for taking such a beautiful picture... Sorry it died just as you and S.F got up close and personal... You can get one at our wedding :)
So there you go, the three things I wanted to talk about. Sorry for being such a hypocrite and for objectifying these poor men.
xx
P.S Babe :)
The first of the three is a question... I’m wondering what we think of the Hunky Dory adverts? I know they’re old news and most of them have been replaced but I’ve been thinking about feminism and perceptions of beauty and all that jazz and it made me think about the adverts... I have such a bloke-ish sense of humour and I totally get them. However, I think that they are potentially damaging. I wouldn’t want my daughter to grow up thinking that she needs to look like that. I think these adverts promote an unrealistic, unattainable and unnatural idea of beauty. Yes they’re fun to look at. Yes I wouldn’t mind having a rocking bod like the girls in the adverts, but I think people need to understand that this kind of advertising (and we’re not just talking about a few crisp advert, I’m thinking magazines, movies, just about everything) promotes low self esteem and that’s so sad. As a pretend grown up I’m past all that sillyness. I can see the picture objectively, but maybe a few years ago I couldn’t. I’ve never been overly affected with appearance issues but some people are and it really worries me. Anyone have any thoughts on this sort of stuff?
On to the second thing... I’m going sound very hypocritical but I’ve just got to throw it out there, how unbelievable attractive is Chris Noth?! It took me a few years to come to this realisation as I don’t watch Sex and the City – I wanted to watch the DVD a few days ago and when I told Esther this she said, “Isn’t that a little bit old for you”... I’m twenty. I’m a real grownup and yet, I think she’s probably right. But anyway, Chris Noth. I’ve been watching The Good Wife (which is a very good show about, well, a good wife and a not so good husband) and Chris Noth plays the not so good husband. It seems like he’s in everything I watch these days – I watched some terrible Hillary Duff movie yesterday and guess who was in it? Chris Noth, obviously. He might not be pretty in the Hollister “you can’t even see how attractive I am because this shop is so dark” sense, but he is ridiculously handsome. Maybe it’s the suit. Maybe it’s the tall dark and handsome thing. Maybe it’s the accent. I’m not really sure, but I do know that he is divine and while I may not be the next Mrs Noth, I can certainly admire from a far. In the meantime I’ll be keeping my fingers crossed for a real life, suit wearing man, who may or may not be of Genevan descent.
The last thing I wanted to touch on was... another man. Stephen Ferris to be precise. I have heard the stories, but I finally saw it with my own eyes – Rain is where the hotties spend their spare time. It would appear that when the Rugby Men aren’t sporting short shorts and getting bloodied and bruised, they like to put on their finest attire and head to the nightclub formerly known as Milk. Niall O’Connor was there in all his PURE BEAUT glory as was Rory Best, who despite looking about 40 is only 27. Anyway, Crilly and I got some tickets to the S.F Gun Show and managed to fit in a sneaky picture before the camera died. Much thanks to my favourite Rugby player, Mr Rory Kelleher for taking such a beautiful picture... Sorry it died just as you and S.F got up close and personal... You can get one at our wedding :)
So there you go, the three things I wanted to talk about. Sorry for being such a hypocrite and for objectifying these poor men.
xx
P.S Babe :)
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