Food on a paper plate.

 

Here is a random pic of food on a plate. For no other reason than to feast your eyes on it, and wonder how I created that eye shape with the ketchup. God knows. I just did. I went in a circular motion with my hand and... ta da! It's an eye! Then there's cucumber and a scotch egg (shop bought).

This post is not my Q & A one, obvs. But never fear, I WILL do it! Just give me a day or so. There's still someone who has to ask me a question yet! They are a massive Sue Perkins fan. And one of the nicest Twitter followers I have ever had. EVER.

P.S. Check this cat out!

Cute cat alert!

It's my little cat friend Billie. I named it that, after Billie Piper. She's one of my favourite actresses. And plus, Billie can be either a boy or a girl's name. Can't it?

So, it's time for me to leave the blog writing again. But I hope you enjoyed this short post. Just giving you a snippet of my life here. Ooo, AND a pic of Giles Coren for you guys. 'Cause I am his superfan. (Well, hey, I don't call myself Supersizer1 for nothing, you know.)

Giles is smiling here. He's helping out in a Jewish woman's kitchen.

Bye for now!

Ss1. XxX

Coming up next time...

Hello! This is a pre-post post. One of those posts where I talk about an upcoming post. Probably the first one I've written. Basically, there's a post coming up, and if you read my tweets, then you'll know about it. It's called #AskSupersizer1! And it's a Q and A post, where you peeps can ask me questions.

This new post (that's coming up) is probably going to be written by the end of this week, if not then the beginning of next week. You can still ask me questions, if you want to. Either tweet me @Supersizer1 or comment below this blog post.

Thank you to all of you who've asked me questions so far. Including Ant Payne - Capital FM presenter! It was a really good question that he asked. A music related one, of course. And I can't wait to answer his question, along with all the others.

For fans of Sue Perkins and Mel Giedroyc, you'll probably have seen this week's episode of Heading Out! Wasn't it brilliant?!?! Mel was particularly good and funny in it! She put on a foreign accent, and wore an unbelieveable outfit. She lit up that vets waiting room, I can tell you. Her and Sue are just brill together on screen. It was a great moment when they first spoke to each other on the show.

Thank you for reading this blog post. Hope you can return for my next one. And bye for now!

Ss1. xxx

Personal post, about getting put down but bouncing back!

Blogging is one of my favourite ways to express myself on the internet. The one rule I always go by when blogging is this: Only blog when you feel you have something to say. And I tend to stick to that rule.

This time around, I feel I want to talk about me. Not celebs or TV shows, or even music. Just a personal post, as a way of letting my feelings out.

The main thing that's bothering me right now is being put down, and how I deal with it. This is in real life, not on the internet. It's a problem I face quite regularly, from a particular person, who I shall not name on here. But anyway, they often say things to me that annoys me and gets me down. Which I'm sure happens to most of us, at some time or another. It's really unfair. I feel like I do nothing wrong, I'm just being myself, doing what I normally do, every day. But then... they must make some comment to make me feel like crap.

I don't like this one bit. I know deep down that I'm alright, I'm not naughty, or rude, or impolite. I'm not too loud, or talk too much, or watch awful TV shows. I'm not like that at all.

How would they like it if I started having a go about everything they do that I perhaps think is wrong or bad or whatever?

Also, when they say these things I usually react fairly badly to it. I talk back to them in the same tone of voice they do. And I do try and say that they are being annoying, but usually it doesn't stop it.

It's like at school when kids get bullied. Some kids do talk back to their bullies, rather than take all the rubbish from them. And that is good. As long as you don't talk back in such a way as to create an atmosphere where a fight could occur.

Anyway, generally I feel that any sort of bad, nasty or rude behaviour is not acceptable. Not when it can offend someone. If people say things for a joke, however, and like how comedians make light of things, or mock them, then that's different. If it's done in a jokey manner then that can be ok. Although not repeatedly. It would just get annoying then, wouldn't it?

So, that's all really. Not a lot more I can say. Just that people should treat others nicely, and how they would want to be treated.

Also, I never stay feeling down forever. You have to brush off bad vibes as much as possible. Bounce back and be yourself again. Others can and will judge you, but only you know what you're really like.

Bye for now peeps! Ss1. xxx

Heading Out: my review.

So, on Tuesday, Sue Perkins' new sitcom Heading Out aired on BBC Two at 10pm. And, me being a big fan of Sue & all that, I watched it. And you know what? It was really, really good! Infact, it totally consumed me with excitement and happiness. I was excited before I saw it, and hoped I'd enjoy it, and then once I started watching it my brain tried to get my head around it. It started in mid-conversation between Sue's character Sara, and a woman with long blonde hair. She'd brought her sick cat to the vets. (And ironically there's a cat in my house right now. It's not dead, by the way.)

The show followed Sara, who is a vet, and is gay. She has several friends and is great at her job. Although, even though she has friends and a good job, she has one issue in her life. She is not openly gay. And what's more, her parents are coming to visit soon, and her friends have said to her that if she doesn't tell them that she's gay, then they will. And so they've also hired a not-so-qualified life coach (Toria) to help Sara to come out, and tell her parents that she's gay.

This is Toria, on the right.

She's a funny character. She does a sexy-styled dance in the netball scene in the programme. It reminds me of a scene from American Beauty. It's quite a bizarre moment.

Here's a screenshot I took from the show.

And another one. The wallpaper behind Sue is funky! Kind of 70s style.

The decor in Sara's home (or what I've seen of it so far) is very nice. Kind of old-fashioned, but in a good way. She has a lot of yogurts in her fridge. Not sure what that says about her character. But it is a funny moment when she offers this girl she's seeing a yogurt.

And another screenshot. Sara looks worried here. She's confessing to her friend that she's lied to her parents. And that she's said she's going out with a Frenchman.

And here's my final screenshot! A totally shocked look there on Sara's face.

Based on what's happened so far in Heading Out, I reckon there's plenty more awkward and funny situations to come for Sara. I really look forward to the next episode. And all other future ones too! Also, can't wait for Mel Giedroyc to make an appearance! Apparently she'll be in episode 4, so look out for that! (I found out on Twitter and on the BBC website.)

Thank you for reading this blog post. Please leave a comment below if you can. Or tweet me @Supersizer1, and let me know what you thought of the post. And what you think of Heading Out so far too!

Bye for now! Ss1. xxx

Random things in a post.

I know it's the 21st of Feb, and we're all way past Valentine's Day now, but I still had to mention the pie I made on the 12th of Feb, especially for Valentine's Day. Originally it began as a regular pie to use up fruit that was very, very ripe - bananas, apple and blueberries. But then, it was time to decorate the pie, and the Valentine's theme popped into my head, so I just went with it.

Here's the finished pie. With I <3 U on it.

It took a good few hours to make, but then I don't bake all the time, so for me that was quick! Also, it was a kind of improvised pie. Ok, so I did a bit of research as to how to make the shortcrust pastry, and checked out a few different recipes, but most of the pie was improvised. Especially the decorations! I really like pastry. It's so easy to do. It doesn't take too long to make. Plus, it's fun. The rolling out of it is probably the best bit.

The pastry in its earliest stage.

The pastry, a little later on. Please ignore the chipped nail polish. None went in the pie, I hope...

The pastry on the pie dish, before I cut the edges off the sides.

Messing around with flour, like you do.

A close-up of the pie's decorations.

On a seperate note, I watched Outnumbered on the 4th of Feb. Random thing to mention, maybe. But there's a point to my random-ness. Me and my companion (or my companion & I) were there the day they filmed this particular episode. Honestly. It was totally by chance that we were there. But it was cool to see them filming, and just happening to be there on the day the cast were there.

Here's a pic from Outnumbered. They filmed it in Trafalgar Square - that scene anyway.

I took photos at the time, when we were in Trafalgar Square. But at the moment I can't find the pics. Too many folders to look through. If I do find them at some point, then I'll definitely post them on here. It was a good day out. I got to go into the National Gallery, and had a meal out that day. Also, we went to look at the fourth plinth in the Square. It was all to do with Anthony Gormley's One and Other project. People would get up on the plinth and do something (or just sit there) and it was like a living statue-come-art thing. We went up to Trafalgar Square more than once to check out the fourth plinth.

Mel Giedroyc on Room 101!

And finally, one of the best things on TV lately - Room 101! And particularly the episode with Mel on it! She's so funny, and she's one of my fave people from the TV/radio world.

Hope you liked this random post. Please leave a comment below or tweet me @Supersizer1, if you wish to ask a question about the post, or say what you thought of it.

Bye for now lovely readers! Ss1. xxx

The National Television Awards and my life.

Hello everyone! I'm back doing a bit of blogging again. Although, to tell you the truth, I am quite unwell right now. The winter viruses are going around at the moment, and unfortunately I have picked one up. Or rather it has latched onto me. It's not like I went to a supermarket, and said to a shop assistant "Can I have a pack of those? And a cold to go with that please?". No. I didn't. It found me. And it has made me suffer for nearly a week. Roughly. Not that I want it to bring me down. I have tried to carry on as normal. Except for going out. I'm too ill for that. I didn't even get to play in the snow. Not that I'm a child. But I would have liked a little snowball fight or to build a snowman. No such luck there I'm afraid.

In other news, my blasted mobile phone has decided to play me up, and won't switch on properly. The screen comes up with my phone's brand name and then the network's name, but it doesn't get any further than that when I switch it on. So, I've had to revert to using my old phone instead. It has no proper apps, the internet won't let me onto Twitter, and it doesn't charge very well, because the connection is loose at the top of the phone. So, I can only tweet from my computer, which isn't convienient for me. It's not every day that I get to go on it.

On the plus side, I did tweet Giles Coren and Sue Perkins the other day, and Giles replied with 'xx'. And I was very pleased with that. Also, Ant Payne said 'hope you get well soon! x'. Again, that was cool and made me happy. It's nice that I can connect with such nice people.

In TV news, I got to watch The National Television Awards the other night. It was good. But not every show or person I like won. The Great British Bake Off was one of the programmes I was sad to find out didn't win best factual TV show. Instead, Paul O'Grady's latest show won it. It's not that I dislike him, because I don't. It's the fact that I love The GBBO, and thought it really deserved the award. It's just one of those series on television that shines bright amoung other such shows. And Mel and Sue are brilliant, funny presenters on it. Even Paul said on the night that he thought the 'cooking show' would win.

Also, another show which I thought should have been recognised on the NTAs a bit more was Mrs Biggs. Neither Sheridan Smith nor Daniel Mays won an award for best female/male actress/actor. I couldn't really understand why. Both were outstanding in that TV drama, and I loved it. It was totally moving and brilliant.

I watched every episode of it, and loved it from beginning to end. Sheridan is one of my all time fave actresses and has always caputured my attention in whatever show she's been in.

I also thought Merlin should have won best Drama, as I also love that show. And am sad it had to come to an end. You just can't beat a good drama that's set in the past. If the actors are good and the script's good it's bound to work well.

I really do. :)

The one thing I'm most glad about is that Joanna Lumley won a special recognition award, and gave a fab speech saying 'I love you!' to everyone who's supported her. She even cried. And I've met her once, so I was excited to see her on the TV, not only see her get an award. If I do get into acting later on in my life, I'd absolutely LOVE to work with her. It would be AMAZING! Also, I'd love to work with Jennifer Saunders one day too. Just sayin'. (Ha ha ha!)

Aww, she's so emotional here. She's crying tears of happiness.

I think she is an amazing actress and fab in Absolutely Fabulous, which I love. One of the greatest comedies of all time, in my opinion.

Also, I was glad to see Mrs Brown's Boys win an award, because I think the guy who plays Mrs Brown is very talented and plays a woman really well. It's hard to tell that he's a man when you see him in character.

Here's the actor who plays Mrs Brown - Brendan O'Carroll.

Thank you for reading my latest blog post. I do hope to continue my fictional story sometime soon. Maybe when I've gotten over this cold. Because right now, my brain can only cope with writing true stuff, like about The NTAs, and my life.

Bye for now. Ss1. (Also known as the 'enigmatic' one. Ha ha ha!) xxx

Short story. Part 1.

It's not often I feel inspired to write a fictional story. But the other day the urge hit me. So guess what, I am. At least, I'll give it a go... I did write one a while back, about two young ladies, one wanting to be a successful writer, and the other wanting to be an actress. Basically reincarnations of myself, sort of. And although I'd written a fair few short stories about these characters, the ideas for the stories dried up, and I went back to writing blog posts about myself, and Giles Coren and Sue Perkins. That way it wasn't all made up stuff, and I didn't have to sit for ages thinking things and then describing them.

So for this blog post I will attempt to write a short story, and basing it on my own life, or my past rather.

The story starts here...

At school it's safe to say that there are those who get noticed and those who don't. People who are popular, and those who aren't.

For Sally Morland, a 12 year old girl who liked music but hated most sports, she was not the kind of girl who got noticed that easily. A lot of the time she would keep her head down, and sink into her school books, rather than making conversation with the other students.

One day Sally was in her History class, and it was nearly lunchtime. At this time of the day most of the students weren't very focussed on what they were being taught, but instead they chatted endlessly to each other about how hungry they were.

"Oh my god. I'm so hungry. I feel like I'm going to faint." said one girl to the person sitting next to her.

Sally looked at the clock. It was 10 minutes to 1pm.

"So, who can tell me when the First World War ended?" asked the teacher, Mr Pinker. The students often called him Mr Pinker The Blinker, because he blinked so much. It was like his eyes showed how fast he was thinking of things to say.

"1918!" shouted Peter. The class' loudest student.
"That is correct Peter." Mr Pinker said. "But next time could you raise your hand please."
"Ok sir." Peter said again, not as loudly as last time.

At lunch, Sally lined up in the lunch queue, and waited to get her food. Which she did everyday. Today was different though. She was standing next to a girl she had never stood next to before. Her name was Eliza Salbrook. She was the most sporty girl in her whole year group. She liked badminton the best. But also netball and rounders. She often talked to other sporty girls, but never found a real connection with any of them.

Most girls in both Eliza and Sally's year (they were in the same year) cared mostly about their looks. Eliza and Sally however didn't care much about their looks. Not to the same extent that the other girls did.

"Hi! This queue's taking forever, isn't it?" said Eliza to Sally.
"Yeah. I've been waiting here at least 10 minutes already." replied Sally.
"Lunch'll be over before we get any food." Eliza said, jokingly.
"Ha ha! Yeah." said Sally, smiling.
"We're in the same year, aren't we?" asked Eliza.
"Yes, I think so." said Sally.
"What's your name?" asked Eliza.
"Sally. Sally Morland."
"Nice to meet you. I'm Eliza Salbrook."
"Hi. Nice to meet you too." said Sally, with a little smile on her face.

When the girls had got to the front of the lunch queue, they both grabbed their food, and lined up together to pay for it. Then, after paying, they both walked together to an empty table and sat down next to each other.

"What class have you got next?" asked Eliza.
"P.E." said Sally.
"Oh. So have I!" exclaimed Eliza. "Who's your teacher?"
"Mr Harding." said Sally.
"Oh, I have Mrs Trinker." said Eliza. "Should we meet up at the end of school today?"
"If you like." said Sally.
"Do you live that far away from the school?" asked Eliza.
"No, it's about 15 minutes away." said Sally.
"Cool. I don't live that far away either." said Eliza.

Later that day, when the school bell had rung, Eliza and Sally both left their seperate form rooms, and met each other at the school gate.

"Hi Sally!" shouted Eliza, running to greet Sally.
"Hi! You walking home?" asked Sally.
"Yeah. Are you?" asked Eliza.
"Yep." said Sally.
"You going that way?" asked Eliza, pointing left.
"Yeah I am. Are you?" asked Sally.
"Mmm hmm." replied Eliza.

The girls walked out of school together, and then turned left. Both girls looked a little tired and worn out.

"How was P.E. then?" Eliza asked.
"Terrible." said Sally.
"How come?" asked Eliza.
"Well, we had to run around the track in the big field, about 3 times, and then do some sprinting. It was well tiring." said Sally.
"Don't you like running?" asked Eliza.
"Not much." said Sally.
"Oh. Well I quite like it. And badminton." said Eliza.
"Oh, I quite like that!" said Sally. "Much less tiring!" Sally said, laughing a little.
"Ha ha! Yes, it is!" said Eliza, also laughing a little.

The girls walked for about 10 minutes together, chatting away, like they'd known each other for years. Eventually they had to split up, and go their seperate ways, and go to their seperate houses. It seemed like the beginning of a long lasting friendship. But for how long?

End of part 1.

Thank you for reading. Hopefully I will carry this story on later. In a few days or so. Please leave a comment below or tweet me about what you thought of the story. I'd love to get some feedback.

Bye for now, Ss1. xxx