My new addiction

So I hear you ask what is deal or no deal. Well it is simply the greatest TV game show in history. It has boxes and poor people and Noel Edmonds, (from noel’s house party, he has made a Pulp fiction John Travolta comeback)
Below is an explanation…

The game starts with 22 numbered boxes each with an unknown value of between 1p and £250,000 contained in them, these are then randomly chosen by the 22 contestants. A contestant is then chosen to sit in the hot seat for that game with their chosen box. They then play a series of 'rounds' where they chose to eliminate the remaining boxes one by one - hopefully avoiding the boxes containing the big money.
The twist comes in at the end of each round when the 'Banker' - a mysterious off-screen person offers the contestant a sum of money to 'buy' the box that the contestant has in front off of them and end the game. This sum of money is based on the amount of cash left in the remaining boxes.

Sounds confusing and stupid but it is so simple anyone can play. And it is a bit stupid. Anyway I am addicted. Noel is my screen saver at work, that is actually a bit creepy, and I rush home to catch the last 30 minutes of it.

The beauty of the game is that it is complete chance, but the players take it so seriously, it is a proper cult. With Noel as the Jesus and the banker is God.
I have also watched this in Greece, where it is played in Euro’s and Greek and it is equally entertaining. I would watch it in any language in any country. It’s a universal game.

Below photos so you get the vibe of the thing.

It's Noel!
And this dude!

At my work we have hunks

At work we have a hunks wall, this is where we put our hunks. And people we think are funny and people who repulse us and cute animals (although i try to keep this to a minimu) So don't know why we call it hunks wall but here it si. Complete with Cliff Richard, Donald Trump and Daniel Craig.

Ich Bin Eine Berliner

Above is a concentraion camp memorial for Homosexuals

Jaime, me and Jon on New Years Eve, we may have had a few shots of Jagermister, they were only one euro, how could we resist?

me pretending to escape over the Berlin Wall.

So we went to Berlin for New Years. It is a wicked city, a lot like London but instead of English speaking people there are German speaking people. It’s just the little differences.
Anyway we went with our flatmates and drank a lot of Beer and went to a concentration camp which was just a tiny bit depressing and saw the old east block. And I had the best chicken of my life. It was half a chicken completely deep-fried and served with either sauerkraut and potato salad. No prizes for guessing I had the sauerkraut. I forgot to take a picture of it because I was too busy shoving it into my mouth. It is the best chicken I would not lie to you.
We also went on a pub-crawl on New Years Eve with 150 drunk backpackers, it was fun but I did feel a bit like mother hen making sure no one got lost on the way to the different venues. But then we got lost, oh the irony, but by then I was too drunk to care.
And then we went to a hip-hop club which was weird and then we went home to sleep it off.
Also I got tendonitis in my ankle and it swelled up so I couldn’t walk. I had a cankle of massive proportions and then Jamie was teasing me about my cankle and I said if he did it one more time I would leave him. And he did it but then I couldn’t leave because I couldn’t walk. So I just got angry instead.
And then we came back to London happier and fatter, and I made Jamie carry my suitcase up the staris because I couldn’t (I could of but I didn’t tell him that, it was his punishment for the cankle debacle.) I also forgot to take a picture of my cankle.

Food in Berlin

A special post is reserved for the glorious Germanic food and beer. It is my culture and my life blood. And probably clogging my arteries.

I know this sausage looks like a poo but it was delicious.

Xmas Photos

Me proudly wearing all my gifts.

Jamie with a forced smile as I made him wear all his christmas presents.

Tradtional chrsitmas eve dinner of franks and white bread. It's good and fatty.

Our flatties and us and champagne before 10:00. I drunk champagne all day and had a funny stomach when I went to bed. Not funny in a good way. Funny in a 'it hurts, I want a colonic' type of way.

Our Merry Christmas at a local reso. Don't ask me what was going on with my hair. It was christmas I gave my straightners a day off.

Gary and Us

When Lucy and I met Gary Barlow, all round nice guy and a babe. In this photo you can see I am trying to push my body against his. It is not an accident. I love him.
He is from a band called Take That and I love them too, but Gary especially. He does look a little frightened; we may have come across as stalkers. Not entirely by accident, we do know where he lives and have read exerts of his autobiography.

And some more...

Ha aha second day, second posting. I have tried to post some pictures but because of computer related camera problems I can't, I blame on Jamie. Will have another crack at it tonight.

In other news after a cold shower this morning and no heating so my foundaiton froze on my face, the bolier is now fixed. Yippee. Annoyingly we could have fixed it ourselves, last night.

peace out xxxx

It's started again .....

So here is my first blog entry. Like my good friend Clare I am issuing a disclaimer, there may be swear words on here and it may be uncensored so read on at your own risk. So welcome, my idea was that if I update little and often and maybe with some photos then you would know more about me here in London. Although I might bore you to sleep with the mundane details of my life, like today I had no work to do so I spent the whole day making mischief on the internet. I was so bored I was starting fights with my work colleagues just to have something to do. It didn’t work, they knew I was trying to wind them up. So I just researched Anna-Nicole smith instead. What a loon she was.

Am off to NZ for a holiday in a few weeks so I am already winding down at work, and am bored did I already mention that? I am bored.

Anyway will also put some photos on here too. That will be fun, for you and some photos of my friend without their permission. Hit me with your lawsuits.

Also my stupid ipod has broken again, I think I might have to buy a new one which is draining. Ipod’s rule, but they are fucken unreliable, they make them like that on purpose so you have to keep buying new ones. Arseholes. And not good for the environment either, capitalists.

That’s all am off to bed, I am getting up early for a run at the gym.
Also its really cold and our boiler has broken again, excellent.