How I Met Your Father – Episode 2. Leeds.

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EPISODE 2

FADE IN:

INT. A SITTING ROOM, TWO CHILDREN ARE SAT ON THE SOFA LOOKING INCREDIBLY BORED AND RUEING THE DAY THEY WERE BORN. (Much like you are right about now)

I will not continue this in script format mainly because I don’t know how to.  I am, however, attending a script writing course tomorrow so you have that to look forward to next week.

All you need to know is that this is a continuation of Episode 1.  I have been reading a lot of autobiographies recently (see pictures – links here).  They all start with the same few chapters where the comedian/author/Nobel Peace Prize winner is living in some kind of loft struggling to make ends meet.  No matter how tough the journey, the reader is safe in the knowledge that it all ends well and the person does achieve something otherwise they wouldn’t have written the book in the first place.

With the confidence and stupidity possessed only by myself and Katie Price, I have decided to write my autobiography before I actually achieve anything in the desperate hope that by the time I write the ending something fabulous will have happened. I only hope it doesn’t involve Celebrity Big Brother, plastic surgery or a bright pink horse trailer but you never know.

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Shut up Soph!

Evening! Sorry I apologise for my freshness.  I’ve not been in work today.

Oy! stop pelting fruit at me, its not my fault!

No, my Sibling who I personally think is the best Sibling ever, bought me tickets to see The Lion King at the Palace last night.   I had the foresight to book the day off.

Thanks! I know I’m a genius.

Hang on – MENSA is on the phone.

“hmmm…yeah…oh, I see….sorry….”

Ok, I’m not a “genius” but screw it Im not the one who has been in work today – you are!

Me after my experiment with heated rollers

Me after my experiment with heated rollers

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Sophie, She Wrote – On Ice!

Happy New Year!!

I know, I know, it is practically February. My sincerest apollos (again) for the lack of post so far this year.  I’m not very good at New Year’s Resolutions – clearly.

You have no idea of the strategic placing of friends it took to get this picture!

You have no idea of the strategic placing of friends it took to get this picture!

As much as  I tried to muster up some enthusiasm for life last Friday I simply couldn’t.  I’m sure you agree Dear Reader, that nothing can smack the Christmassy out of you like the first week back at work after the New Year.  Well, that and the vague sensation that you ended up in Chinese Karaoke after the Christmas do. Continue reading