Saturday Photo Hunt - Rare

Filed under: Random Narrative — Red April 27, 2007 @ 8:23 am

These themes are getting harder and I feel I am clutching at straws. I wish I had the time to snap something rare!

My boi’s hello kitty tattoos are rare as I have not seen any before:

hello kitty

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Woman on the edge - a short story I started to write in a very boring job!

Filed under: Escapades into the slightly freaky... — Red April 20, 2007 @ 4:00 pm
Woman on the edge.

Kate was an ordinary woman, limp hair, short fingernails and had part time job at a chemist.

She had a secret, which she never told anyone. Not even the cat knew that secret, even though she knew about the rest of Kate, in excruciating detail.

It was a Tuesday, Tuesdays and Thursday Kate visited various members of the aging community to deliver and pick up prescriptions. This was a relatively new duty as she had just brought a car, not an expensive car, just a hatch back, 6 years old and silver.

Mrs Moore was first on this list. Her flat smelt of rotting meat and would always insist on Kate coming in fully through the door. She was a lonely woman, most were. Families had stopped caring, and home assistance was mediocre and sporadic.

‘Do you have your repeat prescription? She tried to hold her breath as she spoke.

‘I’ve run out of these blue ones, I will feel funny if I don’t have the blue ones’

‘Do you need me to get pick up your prescription Mrs Moore?’ Kate raised her voice, so that she would hear her over the rusting of bags and pill packets.

On went Mrs Moore on a different thread ‘My Johnny says I should complain about my nurse, I don’t like the new one, she’s too young. All computers and new technology, don’t like that new blood pressure machine at all. Gives me a bruise, that thing does. The old one never gave me a bruise, and there was nothing wrong with it, nothing. Oh, is this what you want? Mrs Smith’s nephew picked up mine for me. He’s a nice looking Lad, just your type Katey dear. `You’re not married are you?’

‘No, Mrs Moore I’m not’ Mrs Moore handed her the repeat prescription. ‘I’ll be back with this for you this afternoon Mrs Moore, do you want any soap or biscuits from the chemists Mrs Moore?

‘The young lady down the road brought me my shopping; the nurse never brings the right kind biscuits you know. I don’t like these caramel biscuits. They mess with everything now. You can’t just have a plain biscuit anymore’

‘Ok Mrs Moore, see you later’ She began to close the door with a sign of relief, when…’Oh can you get me my crème puff, you know the one I have, is it still £6?’

‘Yes, I’ll bring you one Mrs Moore. I won’t forget.’ Kate knew that Mrs Moore would instantly tell her not to forget.

Kate came to her car, she was not a confident driver, didn’t like the big roundabouts or the complicated double mini roundabouts for that matter. Next was Gables Green Nursing Home, over two roundabouts no less. Kate new a different way, secluded so you wouldn’t choose to drive that way in the dark, but it wasn’t dark. It was raining.

Kate’s route consisted of country roads, taking her a longer route to the Gables but a quieter one. As inexperienced drivers are prone to do, mistakes are made which may annoy other drivers. One such driver was annoyed, he was behind her, couldn’t get past her and she braked suddenly to avoid a cat. He also had to brake suddenly, but he didn’t hit her. Further down the lane Kate noticed he was still behind her. Not unusual, but looking in her rear view mirror he seemed to be cursing at something. Her? Life? Broken Marriage? Not that it mattered to her, but being a nervous driver would rather he in front of her than behind. Up ahead was a turning into a farmers field, high with sugar cane, but a nice place to turn around.

She stopped. She found that the driver had followed her in, and now she understood the term ‘road rage’. Not just a newspaper headline then, she thought.

He got out of his car and starting shouting at her, so she did the same. Profanities filled the air, and Kate wondered if he could go redder in the face. She walked round the back and opened her boot. Undoing the knot, it was secured so it would take two minutes at least to undo, for safety and licence reasons. Kate was more skilled than that, and a lot faster. Cutting away from her car to avoid blood splatter, Kate took off the mans head, quickly, cleanly, precisely. The body slumped to the ground, the blood seeping towards the mans own car, they were on a slight slope. Fetching the Milton sterilising fluid, and her radiator water bottle, she proceeded to clean her Katana. The cleaning cloth, the key piece evidence. It was raining heavily as she drove away, the cloth in a nappy bag on the front seat.

She went over the double mini roundabout and came to the Gables.

‘Hello Mr Tomkins, it raining heavily isn’t it? Kate shouted. She was only about 1 metre away from him sitting in the porch.

‘Yes, Yes Miss Cartwright, awful muddy on the drive, everyone is complaining of muddy shoes. They won’t get it tarmac’d you know. Too expensive’

‘I’ve brought your new shaving brush Mr Tomkins, its £2.99’

‘Good all the ladies are complaining about furry kisses, can’t shave without a good brush’

Kate continued inside. She had a lot to deliver, and still a lot to do back at the shop.

‘Raining then’ said Jane, she was sorting out the order that had just come in. ‘the incinerator bloke will be here at 3, so you can sort that out as I am doing this’

The shop was a small village Pharmacy but packed to the brim. Stock enough to fill a larger shop

Well I will never be a writer…..this woman was going to be a secret assassin or complete maniac - you would never know.

If I am this evil, whay am I not more Sucessfull? I wanna be RICH evil!

Filed under: Escapades into the slightly freaky... — Red April 19, 2007 @ 3:41 pm

You Are 68% Evil


You are very evil. And you’re too evil to care.

Those who love you probably also fear you. A lot.

How Evil Are You?

Thursday 13 #8 19th April - Avon Cosmetics

Filed under: Random Narrative — Red @ 8:38 am

13 things I have brought from Avon in this Campaign that I really can’t afford but wanted!

1. Arabian Glow Mousse Bronzer

2. Skin So Soft Day Glowy Cream ( builds up a tan slowly)

3. Avon Colour Blusher Pearls

4. Crystal Aura Perfume ( this stuff is really nice and lasted all day)

5. Bra - a white one for work, only £5

6. Mousse foundation in Ivory - Ok I have been wanted to try a mousse foundation for ages!

7. Maximum Body Make over - get rid of those stretch marks girl!

8. Body Toning spray ( does this sound like the list of a desperate woman, starting to realise she is the wrong side of 25?)

9. Anew Retroactive Day Cream

10. Anew Retroactive Night Cream

11. Anew Clinical Eye Lift ( OK OK….I am afraid of age!)

12. Foundation Brush ( another, does this work? purchase)

13. And finally a razor - a proper one with blades, not a throw away for my ‘beach body’

I have spent around £69 - I will have to budget good next month!

 

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Google Checkout in the UK

Filed under: E-commerce — Red April 16, 2007 @ 1:37 pm

I love new things coming to the UK! Google checkout promises to be a great one. One or two obvious snags I have found in the first instance…

1. Items must be shipped within 3 days of the payment being charged

2. Only one website per account.

Many people have multiple websites and need to be able to integrate on a site by site basis. The payments on my Google account are ‘authorised’ and you have a charge button next to it. This is how I plan to cope with the processing times of some of my orders. Its manual, but I won’t press charge till the item is ready to ship. If the card declines then, I am buggered, but we shall see how stung I get in the coming months. I shall report any annoyances with the new system!

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