Saturday, May 26, 2007

dimming of the day

The weekend arrived. My husband called to inform me he had to spend a few more days in the South of France with his secretary Fabio, the Belfast sink that was delivered yesterday turned out to be a protestant, I had forgotten to post friday's blog entry and the interiew therein described which I had done for the lovely lady from DollyMix had, I feared for a brief while, been left on the editor's cutting room floor. This weekend marks three months since I reached out into the interweb and although I thought nobody would read this blog it turns out that in cyberspace, someone can hear you scream. I read somewhere that there are over seventy blogs on the internet and this one has the loveliest readers of all of them so thankyou, everyone that visits. I hope you all have a super weekend and when you are out enjoying the sunshine try not to think of me sobbing uncontrollably over a sodden keyboard, lamenting all of my lost dreams, alone in the north as the rain beats mercilessly on the window, beating out the sombre drawing to a close of another dark and lonely day, no, you mustn’t think about that. If there's one thing I'll never do it'll be to exaggerate my own struggles in a desperate attempt to elicit sympathy, no way José.

26 comments:

a fan said...

Belfast sink protestant??? Rolling on the floor laughing........brilliant!!!!!!!!!never mind a book deal, the BBC needs to know about you. Eat your heart out Catherine Tate!

same fan said...

PS. please write a sit com about all this.........

I Beatrice said...

Lest you should have missed this comment on my own page, Rilly, I repeat it for you here (whilst appreciating wholeheartedly your latest brave offering of course. You really are the most stalwart of blogsters, and refugees from London!)....

"....Lovely to see you again Rilly! I mentioned in passing to another blogger that a personal visit from Rilly the Great was probably the ultimate accolade in Blogdom.

Unless of course it should be surpassed by that of a visit from Bryan Appleyard! He did call on me once, and I wondered why - since he came only to talk about himself.

I suspect him of googling his own name every morning and following up every lead. Or perhaps he has a PR person briefed to do it for him, who knows?

('phlugufc' was my verification word this morning. I'm going to try screaming it at the cat.

The second was marginally even better, mind - pvwop!)

I Beatrice said...

And by the way - don't blame me if you now receive a visit from Bryan Appleyard yourself!

rilly super said...

a fan, you are very kind but, a sitcom? I don't think you are taking this account of my life seriously, it;s grim up north you know!

beatrice, I did miss it I'm afraid, I couldn't find where i left it. it was on one of those pages you moved around I think, well, I always blame the children when I lose the carkeys. I have a theory that word verification words are composed by the same man who invents product names for Ikea you know...

by the way, my interview for Linda Jones has now I see appeared on DollyMix so please have a look at their site because there's a lot more than just me on it.

I Beatrice said...

Do you ever read 'Social Stereotypes' in the Saturday Telegraph magazine by the way, Rilly?

It's the highlight of my own particular week - and in my opinion if the splendid Victoria Mather and Sue McCartney-Snape were bloggers, they'd horribly out-blog and outshine us all!

(And it's 'urira' to you too! Please, won't you dispense with the damned thing though? I seem to manage very well without it!)

Omega Mum said...

Very, very funny.

the fan said...

Rilly, I do approciate how hard and difficult.......may I also say grim? your life is up north, given also that your hubby is enjoying himself with Fabio, while you are stuck there with a beefy builder for company.......but I still think it has potential for a sit com. Your reference to the religious inclination of the Belfast sink.....has potential.

debio said...

Brought a smile as usual, rilly.
Hope you can summon a smile during your lonely, wet weekend....

aims said...

Well Rilly - it's three months of great entertainment for me - so don't thank us - let me thank you - you rilly are super....

lady macleod said...

I can't do it. I can't do it I tell you. I cannot laugh this hard and type.

rilly super said...

Thanks for dropping by folks. I can't remember if I mentioned this but here is the link to my interview with Linda Jones on DollyMix. Have a good weekend and I'm going to stop spammming my own blog now

@themill said...

Rilly sweetie, Perhaps you ought to chain husband to the new sink whence he returns - but don't let Fabio join in.

Sarnia said...

Gordon Ramsay was quite succint I thought on this week's F Word (4 'Lancsshire Lasses') were on who kept burning toast, "What's with it with you lot!" He exclaimed "You have awful voices and you keep burning toast. It might be alright oop North (yes! he really said that!) but we're in London here!".

Stay at home dad said...

A butler's sink has far fewer complications Rilly dear.

Is it me, or is your target shifting?

Marianne said...

Rilly darling, get him to fire Fabio immediately, no excuses, it's not worth it, even for a Belfast sink.

Sounds like it's raining inside and out this weekend, poor love.

The thinker said...

I'm rilly sorry you're alone in the north on a dreary wet weekend. but I would like you to be aware it's bl**dy wet, windy and miserable in the south too this weekend. Therefore it must be half term.

mutterings and meanderings said...

Rilly, I really think it's time you took an executive decision and fired Fabio ...

Pig in the Kitchen said...

Rilly, do you think a psychotherapist might help with your misery? Perhaps it's time for a mini-break down south?! my thoughts are with you love in these hard and bitter times.
Pigx.

Lizzie said...

Well done Rilly.
Marvellous. All grist etc. Rootling for you as always.

xx

Jack Havana said...

Rilly - or anyone else - do you have a link to the DollyMix page BEYOND the home page so I can read the full interveiw with you, as for some reason I can't click on the "Read More Here" button.
Brilliant blog as usual(tho I didn't quite get the Belfast protestant sink thing as much as everyone else appears to have done)

Motheratlarge said...

It's a hard life, dear, isn't it. Brilliant posting, had me laughing out loud. More please!!

Anonymous said...

jack, there's a link in the text of the post and also one that Rilly put a few comments earlier

rilly super said...

beatrice, perhaps I will try without the word verification thing as I hate it as well. I will have to have a look at that column in the telegraph, although I think the newsagent might have to order it in especially for me

omega mum, thanks for dropping by. You are very kind, but it wouldn't be funny if this was your life, it's grim up north you know!

tha fan, a sitcom? a sitcom? I don't think you are taking this seriously at all dear! I'm thinking more gritty drama documentry with some actors who furrow their brows a lot and look troubled

debio, lovely comments from visitors like you make me smile, so thankyou.

aims, I have fun doing this too. in fact, it's the only pleasure I have in life up north, sigh

lady macleod, are you sure it's me that is making you giggle so much, after all I know all about morrocco. I once saw Hideous Kinky on DVD you know

me, yes, thanks for the plug

@mill, well, you may well get up to that kind of thing in your household dear but we haven't been up north as long as you! PS, can you get thsat kind of thing at harvey Nics? I seemed ot have overlooked that particular department

sarnia, burnt toast is a northern tradition that ois under threat because of global warming alas, reducing carbon footprints and all that. Anyway, GR can talk about 'oop north', he's from glasgow and that's even more up north than here!

stay at home dad, just a butler would be nice actually. I don't have a target dear, I'm a most awful shot and would certainly miss it, especially if it was a moving one as you suggest

rilly super said...

marianne, sigh, my husband says he couldn't manage without him, which is certainly not something he has said about me for a long time

the thinker, ah yes, but remember that northern rain is wetter and colder than southern rain and therefore less of it is required to make me feel sorry for myself

lizzie, darling, I know you are right behind me, sigh

jack, yes, the link directly to the interview is in the post. Thanks for dropping by, it's always good to see you

mother at large, thanks for visiting and for putting a link on your blog too

anonymous, thanks for the pointer. Maybe I need to do better with my links, sigh

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