Sunday, March 28, 2010

A Draft from the Past.

This is the third attempt at setting up one of these buggers.....I mean bloggers. On reflection, I was probably right the first time there.



The general idea is that we will use this to keep anyone who is interested up to date with our movements and anyone not interested will probably not be reading this so they won't care a jot.



Firstly my space bar# is a bit is a bit sticky so if you see a word that ought to be split in two please just adjust mentally.



# Sadly NOT Chalmun's Cantina in Tatooine but if I had an actual space bar that is what it would be like. That is what you call a space bar, lovely clientele too!



First things first, why the title of Don't Stop Me Now? Well most people will recognise it as the title of one of Queen's best known tracks. It is a long story so bare with me, I have to fill this little box up with something after all.



Back in the UK, Tori and I used to do a lot of presentations at architects offices. Quite independantly, we had both been playing this song as we approached the offices. Played at full volume it certainly gets you in the mood to face an inquisitive bunch of potential specifiers.

Try it sometime, listen to and learn the words (who says they have to make perfect sense?) and then tell me you don't feel GOOD!



This song then became the anthem for the family during 2008 as we went through the trials and traumas of applying for visas to go to Australia. At each landmark out would come Freddie Mercury at full blast.Towards the end of the year we all went to see We Will Rock You and guess what. That's right, they didn't include it, apart from a teasing first few bars.



Since arriving in Oz we have adopted the song as a celebration for whenever we get an order. So if you happen to be in our office in Barrack Heights and you hear that tune, you will know we have an order.


We are hoping to hear that tune a lot more in the coming months.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

GMTV Xmas 2009

Sarah on Andy's shoulders sending home the message to Mum, Dad, Kat and Rob ...and they saw it too!




Yes, this blog should have been started 12 months ago, I know that now but it wasn't done, so the sooner we all get over it the better. It just means we will have to adjust to the fact that some of the posts on here will be going back in time, others will be bang up to date. It is a bit like those films that insist on jumping back in time making the whole thing totally incomprehensible to anyone over the age of 30. And since you ask, yes I am over 30 - thanks for asking.

You know one of the greatest things about being a "grown-up" is that I can start a sentence with "and" without fear of any repercussions. Our old Eng Lang teacher (Reggie Hand I remember him well - BJR?) would have been apoplectic by now - good fella and teacher though.

Anyway back to GMTV, we all went to Sydney in the slim hope of getting featured. To make us more visualamong a crowd of poms several of us sported Norwich City shirts - and in one persons' case a Norwich City babygro.

Having got there quite early we were spotted by a production assistant who was (understandably) more interested in Evie than the Norwich garb. We quickly established that Evie was (in all probability) the youngest pom there, and maybe the youngest pom in the whole of Oz. This was very newsworthy and just what they wanted to feed back to Eamon and Fiona in the studio (or who ever is there these days).
The result was that Josie, Evie and Tori chatted live on the telly with James and Tige there in full view too so every one was seen back home. In the meantime we met an ipswich fan from Felixstowe. He was ok though. To topit off I got aparking ticket. $84. Pah!

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Don't Stop Me Now




First of all, two pictures of the Bound for Australia gang.




The group photo was taken in October 2008 when we went to see the Queen musical "We Will Rock You". If you even half like Queen, go and see it, it is great.




Anyway there is one very important person missing from that picture, a special someone who we didn't even know at that time. I refer of course to my lovely Granddaughter Evie, also known as Evie-who-can-do-no-wrong. So of course I have had the difficult job of selecting a picture from the large file labelled "Miss Photogenic".




Apart from being perfect in every other way, Evie takes a darn good photo and does cuteness in bucket loads. Yes, of course she can twist Grandad round her little finger, and long may it be that way.