Adventures of an elegant klutz

can anyone remember, about 3 or 4 years ago, the food standards agency (supposedly) saying that organic food might be bad for you because it had cow dung on it?

do you know where it was reported or have any more info?

I'm not sure how acceptable this is, but hey, there's nothing like using your friends as part of the quest for an original dissertation right?
Sooo:
if any of you are or know women involved in the bdsm scene on a regular basis, either professionally or not, and wouldn't mind being interviewed as part of my research, please leave a comment below. (Or if you'd like more information about what I want/ what it would entail/ what I'm going to do with the interviews)
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I'm particularly interested in talking to women who generally top.

(and yes, I have followed other research paths as well, but writing that last post just made me realise I could be wasting a huge potential source of interviewees :) )

because I can't be arsed to cross-post properly and fill up your friend's pages, I'd like to point you towards a post on feminist_rage that I wrote, concerning an anti-feminsit article in this week's uni newspaper.

comments welcome.

Edit Just so you know, this post is public.
ok, I'm off to uni and have a really busy day, so don't have time right now to keep up with all comments/ track down informed sources, but I'll check in again in a few hours.

Spent the whole day at uni yesterday, and got home to find that eglantinedreams had decided enough was enough and we're finally sorting out the garden. I was very impressed. I mean, it's needed doing since we moved in, but it needed someone to make that decision. So 6 months worth of bottles were bagged and taken to the recycling, we filled about 8 bin bags with rubbish, I shovelled up all the mud and insane_nurse sawed down the large branch that was blocking the light.
It felt really good to do something physical, and to actually see the change in the garden. Hopefully some time in the not-too-distant future we will have a big burning things party to get rid of the wood and celebrate our new space. I'll keep you posted.

We then ordered gorgeous chinese takeaway, and vegged out with yummy food, a spliff and a bottle of wine. I like chilled evenings in :)

Got up nice and early today to come to my nurses appointment. That was a waste of time because there's nothing wrong with me.
( rant )

Today started badly, with rain and cold and horrible realisations and a closed doctor's office...
It didn't look like it was going to get better, as I discovered noone else was able/ wanted to come to queen's park...

So I decided to just go on my own, and it was lovely. By the time I got there the sun was blazing (organiser to crowd: "can everyone move into a circle please? I know the sun's out and it's a nice day, but we did that so you should be grateful." hee)
I sat on the grass and listened to poetry and stories while people watching and daydreaming for an hour and a half, and then I wandered home.
And now I'm off to see hedwig with neil. Hurrah!

A little while ago Jules had 2 dresses custom made - one pvc, one rubber.
For whatever reason, they're both not quite right and need tweaking.
She also decided she didn't really like the rubber one anway.
It's too big across her shoulders and slightly too tight across the bust.
Anyone who knows us both should see where this is leading... We both have short backs which curve in at the base (or read as: large arses)

I now have a gorgeous rubber dress!
woohoo!


In other news:
I love my housemates.
It's nice to be back :)

For those who wondered about jarpers:
It's an old tradition (apparently) which originated in northumberland, we think. Leastways, that's where my dad's family originates, and they've been doing this as long as anyone can remember.

Basically, you take eggs, cover them in flowers, leaves and most importantly onion skins, and then wrap them in fabric and tie them up tightly. All the eggs are boiled together in a large pot, and when you unwrap them they are dyed from the onion skins - very pretty :)

They are polished with butter and displayed.
Then, on easter morning, each person takes and egg, and you play 'jarpers' with them. (so jarpers refers to both the eggs themselves, and this game.)
The game is like conkers; you tap the ends of the eggs together, and when one end is cracked the egg is turned around and the other end used.

Repeat until someone is left with an uncracked egg, which is then the winner.
(incidentally, was me this year. Hurrah!)

...and that's it.
then you eat them.

Michael's put a link to pictures showing this process on his journal. I'll see if I can nick it if people want to see it.

(although, Neil, you should probably add him anyway. I think you'd get on.)
louis_mallow

Weird yes?
But most fun.

Life of brian is the prefect easter film.

Suburban belgium may suck ass, but rural belgium is weird... today have seen:
-strange goats
-emus
-vultures
-gate post in the shape of naked couple (complete with cock...)
-chapel under tree in middle of NOWHERE
-halted watermill
-jarpers (tho not weird as occur every year)
-Bridget Jones' diary (definitely most odd, but enjoyable.. as was argument over is most shaggable. What do you think girls? and boys, sorry, where are my manners?!)

Seen on and stolen from beattiedee's journal.


Am doing quiz in lieu of real update as if I update now I shall simply rant about sexism and inequality and differing expectations and... argh
While I don't mind doing that, it's not coherent enough in my mind yet.


( so here's the meme )