I promised myself I wouldn't write a post about Amy Winehouse. I've been a fan ever since I saw this performance on "Later with Jools Holland" way back in 03. I wanted to share it with you all. Enjoy.
Sunday, 24 July 2011
Tuesday, 10 May 2011
Sharing is caring
I saw this over at www.theabbysworld.com and literally laughed out loud. Because I'm such a generous person I thought I would share it with you all.
Wednesday, 2 February 2011
Ghana
Everyone's talking about going to Ghana and I admit I'm a little bit jealous. I'm way overdue for a visit and for some reason I can't get this song out of my head.
I remember hating ghanaian music when I was younger especially high life. I've recently developed a nostalgic appreciation for it (gosh I'm getting old). This year there was no way I was going to spend New Year's Eve in search of an overpriced rave. So I went to church and spent the rest of the night with my family. They all thought it'd be hilarious to test my twi by asking me to translate the lyrics of this song.
I remember hating ghanaian music when I was younger especially high life. I've recently developed a nostalgic appreciation for it (gosh I'm getting old). This year there was no way I was going to spend New Year's Eve in search of an overpriced rave. So I went to church and spent the rest of the night with my family. They all thought it'd be hilarious to test my twi by asking me to translate the lyrics of this song.
Monday, 10 January 2011
January Blues
I hate January. It's depressing and after stuffing my face for almost two weeks the adverts for Special K and gym memberships popping up all over the place seem almost obscene . The parties and festive fun have now been replaced with work and/or exam season and the next bank holiday (Easter) feels a long way away. I shudder at the prospect of more snow which I fear will push me over the edge. But I like to think of myself as a glass half full kind of girl so to cheer myself up I'm casting my mind back to the summer of 2007 when I was sitting on a beach, Puerto Escondido, Mexico to be precise, sipping mojitos.
This was the summer I also went to Camp USA. At the time I had twists in my hair and I remember one of my fellow counsellors noting a resemblance between Whoopi Goldberg and myself. I'm pretty sure he was paying me a compliment but I can't say I was pleased. Does that make me a bad person?
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