Area 136

Someone had some comments on a well read blog that were very nasty, from someone labeled a stalker.

One of the most popular bloggers on this site has been bullied and harassed so much that they hardly post now. True they do have a lot of stuff to deal with out there in the real world but the crap they got and still occasionally get was totally unnecessary.

But when someone mentions this in a post relating to a recent spat between bloggers, no one has seen it or even heard of it.

So everyone thinks that this blogger is having a go at the spatters in particular, not just commenting on this spat as part of a bigger malaise on blog.

everyone thinks this blogger, who always is honest with people and tries to be kind when saying what she thinks, is the bad guy.

Really people.

Get some fucking big glasses.

I kid you not.

On Friday the 19th of September my daughters school is embracing the old talk like a pirate day malarky and are having a special lunch.

Let me share it with you

" Talk like a pirate LUNCH MENU.

Polly Parrot Pizza

Captain Jack Cajun Chicken

Sailors Starfish

Pasta Seashells

Golden Nugget Fries

Sweetcorn Salad.

Iced Treasure Songe.

£1.80"

Excusermer me! That item at number three

SAILORS STARFISH!

I know times are hard for schools but is that not taking recycling a tad too far?

(Incidentally Sarah commented innocently that it should be called "Sailors Starfish Surprise" - I nearly bit my tongue off trying not to laugh!)

more animals

Dis playce iz gerrin da sads.

A young man is standing outside of our office wearing trainers, blue jeans and a white t-shirt. Nothing odd there at all.

He is also wearing a bright orange blindfold and waving a cricket bat over his head. He is doing this because he is fighting a big invisible monster and as he waves the bat around frantically he tells this beastie what a damn good kicking he is going to administer to its scaly hide.

Then he stops, lifts a corner of his blindfold and looks around in a bemused and surprised manor.

He repeated these actions three times as I watched.

Of course there is a film crew in front of him and a small crowd of slightly bemused cigarette smoking office workers behind them watching this bizarre display.

I love working in central London.

At work right now, so that is why I may seem a little scarse around here.

Not that it matters, blog does not revolve around me.

So don't make any comments on this post at all, as I am far too important and busy to actually reply.

So there.

In other news.

Bonapartes is a great restaurant.