31 August, 2009

Ode to Winter


Last day of winter, huzzah! Even though the weather was bleedin' awful today, I am super excited about the fact that when I wake up tomorrow it will OFFICIALLY be SPRING and winter no more!!!!!
Before this momentous seasonal change occurs however, I feel the need to mark the occasion and take a moment to reflect on the experiences this winter has brought me. As such, I thought it would be pertinent to make a list of the most significant things I have learnt over this period, for my own contemplation and for the edification of others. A succinct seasonal summation, if you will. Ahem.

What Mademoiselle Coccinelle has learnt o'er the Winter:
- An early night once in a while does wonders for your mental health.
- French onion soup is surprisingly delicious, even if you don't like onions.
- Fruit is my friend. Who'd've thunk it.
- It's possible that Christchurch isn't the boring, conservative and slightly dodgy place I used to think it was. And it has donuts.
- Re-stringing a mandolin is astonishingly bad for your nails.
- One day I'm just going to have to accept that being organised is a state of existence that I am incapable of attaining.
- Cheese in a can is fun to write on walls with. Consuming it, however, is unthinkable.
- I have mad skillz for making mulled wine.
- Elephants would make fantastic house pets. If they could, ya know, fit inside a house.
- I am chronically late. Once upon a time I was a very punctual person. Now I am one of those annoying people who always turns up at least 10 minutes late to everything. Je suis the Late Mademoiselle Coccinelle.
- Everything can improved with the addition of lime juice (except for paper cuts).
- Getting rid of clutter is a source of never-ending joy to me. Oh how I love to purge!
- Eating at Fisherman's Table is something one does at one's own risk.
- Good TV is essential for making it through the darkest, coldest, wettest months.

And thus I bid goodbye to Winter! Adieu!!!

11 August, 2009

His Imperial Majesty


I really like this guy. Mr Joshua Norton (1819-1880), a failed rice merchant from San Francisco, who decided one day that he was in fact the Emperor of the United States. And why not, I guess no one else was doing that particular job at the time.

His imperial duties consisted of wandering the streets of San Francisco wearing his fetching regalia, issuing his own currency, spreading rumours that he would marry Queen Victoria, eating for free at local restaurants and endorsing them with 'imperial seals of approval' instead of payment, and conducting a funeral for his dog 'Bummer' while dressed as the Pope (Norton that is, not the dog).

Lunatic though he was, the people of San Francisco were extremely fond of him and treated him with great deference. And how could you not be respectful to the one and only Emperor of the United States?

02 August, 2009

Caution - Llamas


If I had a llama farm I would totally have one of these signs too.