photos of interest(or not)

Fun in Tesco, I enjoyed noticing, with some confusion, that Special Brew, Tenant's Super and Gold label were stored below Kaliber &c. in the LOW alcohol shelving area. Pretty cruel to struggling or reformed alcoholics I think... or just people who aren't very observant and end up pissed up after one gold label thinking it was alcohol free.I also noticed these JAMAICAN oats. Man, that boy really represents Jamaica doesn't he? Or has the brand not changed since 1850? EAT MY WHITE MAN'S OATS! Plus more importantly, the boy is fucking TERRIFYING.
This is round the corner from my studios, an old arcade which shut down a few months ago. This discarded sign is amazing! made me laugh when I saw it! IN fact the selection of stuff in this window looks like it was carefully chosen and arranged for the fucking Turner Prize! YES art is REAL everyone... the norf is so bloody grimm, ra r raaarraaa! I'm from Cambridge, gimmie break!
Frida (left) and Marie, Marie is grooming here. As you can see, we got rid of the top of the cage after 1 day and they basically dictate the house rules to us. It's good though cause it means i can say 'FFFRREEEEDDUUUMMMMM' like melly gibson in Braveheart all the time (worth getting the bunnies for that reason alone!)
Chloe's bunny Dot who came to stay last week and cause havoc to say the least, namely, she can scale ANY height through using objects in the room as giant stairs, she managed by this devour a load of our plants, lovingly grown from seed, gone in a blink, which worried us too in case they were poisonous... (she ate a nice arraay of holes in the blow-up bed too, we never saw it coming.....)
She made her home on the windowsill, much like a cat, where she licked the window a lot and was generally pretty excited about everything. When we tried to use the wii and it didn't work, even after changing the batteries in the remote it dawned on us that dot had been on a rampage beneath the TV (which had been covered pretty thoroughly) by leaping onto the digibox and sliding down the bak of the shelf, she had eaten clean through the wii sensor and a lamp and halfway through EVERYTHING ELSE. It was a dark moment of realisation. You can't make a bunny understand, so you aren't even allowed to be pissed off with them, unlike a child.

I think she looks like a clingon?? she tickles your face with her whiskers which is a sensation SO tickly that it is unlike anything I've ever felt and leaves your facial nerves going mental for about a minute after.

She was confined to the hutch while unsupervised after this reign of terror.
My two little girls, they only love it under my bed, where they have been known to suddenly start tapping and bouncing at dawn, which doesn't go down great with simon... I can't leave them outside though, they look at me all sad!! here's their room, all the mod cons, teeny tent, massive exercise bike used as bedroom, simon's clothes sealed in by all their stuff thus rendered useless, dinner bowls and litter tray (rarely used).

So that's me for the day. Had CPR training this morning which I found Incredibly funny, amusing myself at every turn, not so much the other people. The jokes are endless, 'help, this woman's badly wounded, she's lost her arms and legs' not to mention lots of 'we've lost her'. Was a bit shocked to hear that if someone has been sick you can just not bother resuscitating them as it's a bit gross! OH the power of the human spirit.